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“If I go down, you’re coming with me. Just remember that,” I snarl.
She intrigues me because she isn’t scared of me. Quite the opposite, actually.
Fuck, she’s beautiful.
“That one in red, fuck,” Jax groans next to me. The sight of her makes me dig my nails into my palms. Mine. Zara is mine. Whether she likes it or not.
I want to know what it feels like. To see if this is really what I crave. Because I can’t live my life thinking about him like this.
“You mean you want to be spanked over your father’s desk for disobeying me? Is that what you need?”
“That’s what I thought. You’re a filthy slut, really.”
“Fucking soaked, all for me.”
“Fuck, the way you say my name, angel.”
This is on my terms. It is always on my terms.
“Be a good girl and suck, dolcezza.”
“On your knees, I won’t ask next time.”
“Mmm, that’s it, angel. Show me how much you want my dick.”
“Fuck, Zara,”
“A good girl dressed as the devil,”
“Good work, detective.” I drawl out every single word.
My demon.
I freeze when I see the dark purple bruise under her right eye. The pure desire that flowed through me quickly morphs to rage. “Who. The. Fuck. Did. This. To. You?” I grit out through clenched teeth.
Someone marred her perfect skin. The only marks she should ever have are the ones I will give her on her ass.
“I’ll make him pay, angel. Don’t you worry about that.”
“I’ll never forget you couldn’t manage to get me to come.” There’s teasing in her tone. I bite down on my tongue to hold back the groan. “Oh, you know where to find me, dolcezza,” I say, leaving her cursing under her breath at me.
“Fuck you,” she whispers sweetly. I can’t hold my laughter. “Maybe one day,” I tease back. There is no maybe. I will be coming back for my woman as soon as I deal with this shitshow.
Zara is mine. She was made for me,
There are very few things I live with regret over. Leila, Rosa, Eva, and not killing Romano sooner. There is one more to add to that short list. Not letting Zara come on my cock.
His gaze flicks down to my arm and back up to me, a spark of desire now muddled with anger. Just how I like him.
There is no fear on his face. He’s looking at me like he wants to punish me, in all the best possible ways.
“It will cut you, Frankie.” He stares into my damn soul. “You think a bit of blood bothers me, dolcezza? I have enough of it on my hands.”
“I’m here to finish you. Now spread those legs wider for me and give me that pretty cunt to play with.”
My heart rate picks up. “You think I’m that easy?” I raise my brow, looking down at the knife still on his throat. “For me? I know so. I’m done playing games with you, detective.”
“Let go of the knife, dolcezza.” His breath hits my burning cheeks and I do as he says. His hand covers mine and retrieves my last line of defense. I hold my breath as he brings the bloodied knife up to my neck. “It’s only fair I get to mark you too, don’t you think, dolcezza?”
“We need to stop this,” I stutter. “Not happening. I’m not letting you get away again. I’ve had one taste and I need more. Tell me, do you think you could go through the rest of your life not knowing?” I nod weakly, but I know it’s not true. He’s all I’ve dreamt about for weeks, no matter how hard I tried to stop it. “Such a beautiful liar.”
“This time you’ll see it’s me fucking you, you’ll feel it’s me. You will forever remember this, the man who owns your orgasms. The man who owns your soul.”
“Do not roll your eyes at me, brat.” “I’m not one of your ‘yes girls’.” I glare at him. He kisses along my jaw. “Trust me, I know.”
“If you were, you’d already be sucking my cock, and I wouldn’t have had a knife pressed against my artery.”
“You could be perfect for me.” He tilts his head.
“I’ll get you to submit to me, angel. Just watch.” A smirk twitches on my lips. He’s really messing with the wrong woman here.
I swipe up his blood from the blade, I don’t break our stare as I suck the coppery crimson off my index finger before dropping it. I push down my shorts and panties and step out of them, tossing the knife back on the counter. “Fuck,” he mutters.
He might want to control me, I want to break his resolve.
I look up and the panic that was bubbling sates slightly when I see the way he eats me up with his eyes, like a man starved.
Her warm saliva coats me, remnants of the blood staining my dick. As she takes me in deeper, I loosen the pressure of the belt around her throat so she can choke on me properly. Squeezing my eyes shut as the sensation sets me on fire. The way she starts to gag, without even being told to and using her hands at the same time, it’s perfect.
“What’s the matter, dolcezza? Bitten off more than you can chew?”
“Make no mistake. I will come for you, Zara.”
“I’ve fucked up, Frankie. Big time.” “We will fix this, Zara. I’ve got you.”
“Can you stay on the phone, Frankie?” I sniffle. “Anything for you, angel.” His soft words have my heart fluttering.
“I’m coming up now, baby.”
“You good, dolcezza?” He stares into my soul, waiting for me to respond. I am now that he’s here for me.
“You did what you had to do, baby. I’m proud of you.”
“All that matters is you’re okay,” he whispers against the top of my head. “W-what do you want from me?” I whisper. “You. Simply you.”
“Never, and I mean ever, bow your head to anyone, Zara. Not even me. Not like this. You are a fucking queen, and you make them kneel before you.” His
“Try it, baby. Embrace the power you hold.” He presses a soft kiss to my temple. When he is by my side, I do feel powerful.
