No One Has to Know (Deal with the Devil)

by Carin Hart

From the moment she shyly flagged me down months ago, offering me a single daisy to brighten my day, I’ve only ever cared about keeping one soul safe. Of watching her, of learning all her secrets, of obsessing over the moment I could find a way to make her mine. My angel.

“Don’t struggle, baby. You’ll like me a lot more if you don’t struggle.”

“I own you, Angela. Your body. Your soul. Your loyalty, too. I will fuck you… that’s your body. I will marry you… that’s your soul. And, when you don’t take an easy out on what we have together, I’ll know I have your loyalty.”

“Damn it, Angela.” Burns lifts his hand. The gun is aimed right at my forehead. “I killed for you. I’d die for you. You’re my goddamn world, the only thing worth anything in this life. I love you. You love me. Now fucking tell me.”

“You keep walking around like that, I can’t be responsible for what I do to you.” I give him a mischievous grin. “You said you’d never force me.” He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “Did say that, didn’t I?” “You said you’d wait for me to beg you to fuck me if you had to.” He gulps. “Sounds like me.” I lean in, making sure my tits brush against his bare chest. “You said you’d fuck my hair wild.” “Angel… you’re playing with fire. You know that, right?” “No,” I say earnestly, grabbing his cock. “I’m playing with Burns. Only I’m not playing.” I squeeze. “I’m begging.”