Little Liar (The Web of Silence Duet, #2)

by Leigh Rivers

I wanted her to calm down, to sit with me until I explained everything. I need her to know what she means to me. How much I’m in love with her and how my entire world revolves around her. But the way she’s looking up at me with the head of my cock inches from her mouth, I suppose I can wait till we’ve finished our fuck around.

If she tries to run, I’ll find a way to keep her. She’ll be locked in a box next to Spikey.

I love her more than life, but the way she tries to overpower me is adorable, and a total turn-on.

I need to remind her who’s the dominant one in our relationship.

I’m going to make her feel good. I need her to come, to cuddle me in bed to scare away the unwanted feelings creeping all over me like spiders, and tell me that I’m hers and she’s mine. I need it all. And I need it now.

I don’t think I even blink as I trap my mind away, trying to wake up. I need to wake up. This is a bad dream—Malachi will be lying beside me when I open my eyes. He’ll hold me close, promise me that we’ll be together forever, and this will all be a dream. But I never wake up.

Malachi isn’t a bad person. Everyone has this image of him now because of how he reacted—but he lost himself, that’s all. Everyone’s afraid of my brother. Even his own friends bailed on him when the news broke online that he snapped and nearly killed his adoptive father. Everyone but Mason. If my brother knew that his best friend died the same night he was arrested, while speeding to the manor to make sure Malachi was okay, it would be the final straw. Abigail is devastated and hasn’t left her house to see me. Not that I blame her.

OMGGGG :(((( fuck off, Mason was so sweet

I miss Malachi. And I feel selfish for missing him, considering what happened between us.

I won’t marry anyone who isn’t you, Malachi, because you’re the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, even if I have to wait a while. Please keep yourself out of trouble. I’ll visit as soon as Mom lets me. I’m so sorry I did this to you. You don’t have to forgive me. But I hope you do. I love you more than everything: It shouldn’t have taken me losing you to realize that. I should’ve chosen you.

Thanks to Mom, I’ve never had a choice in my future. It’s inevitable that I’ll become who she raised me to be. Wife to a rich man. Silent. Compliant. The perfect daughter. The worst sister.

At least with me burning my final bridge to my brother, I can protect him from ever being poisoned by me again.

What twenty-eight-year-old gets butterflies like this? Damn, I love this fucking girl.

I think I might stand and stare—she’s a fucking masterpiece.

I want to devour her fucking soul. If she asked me to, I’d do it. Whatever it means. I’d pin her down in the dirt and fuck her so hard, her head would end up buried in the forest floor. Even if she screams for me to stop, I won’t until she’s passed out from lack of oxygen. Leaking. Fucking filled with every drop of my cum, and if any escapes, I’ll finger it all back in and drag another orgasm from her corpse.

But then if she’s a corpse, she’ll be dead. Then so would I. We could haunt our house together.

Baby you're a haunted house

I want to be happy so fucking much, but I don’t know how to be.

She’s been stuck to my side, and I don’t hate the invasion. I love having her here, with me, in our bed, in our house. Our life.

You’re mine now, and there’s nothing anyone can do to take you away from me. I’d need to be dead, and I’d still haunt your ass and fuck you.

“Can we take baby steps with everything?” No.

“You aren’t allowed to get mad.” Which means I’m going to lose my shit,

“Do you know how much you embarrassed Xander? You left him at the altar in front of his friends and family.” “He’s made his embarrassment very clear in all of his threatening messages.” “What do you expect? You left him at the altar!” She’s so deluded that she’s completely ignored the fact he’s threatening me. I honestly didn’t think she’d help me anyway.

Oh I HATE their mom

He crashed his way into my love for him, and he’s still there.

“When I was forced to sleep with Parker, I cried to you that I was sore and that I couldn’t do it again. You told me I’d get used to it. You forced me to watch videos of blowjobs so I’d know what to do because Parker demanded one. Do you remember telling me to eat less and exercise more to maintain my figure, so I’d stay appealing to men? Will I keep going? There are millions of moments you’ve destroyed for me. You ruined relationships for me, Mom. I didn’t even get to have a normal childhood. Why couldn’t you just let me be normal? Malachi was allowed to do whatever he wanted, but I was on a damn leash.”

I'M SORRY, WHAT?!!? HOW IS THIS FUCKING BITCH A JUDGE????? SHE'S LITERALLY A CRIMINAL FOR ENTICING A 20 YEAR OLD MAN TO SLEEP WITH A MINOR!!!!! AND PIMPING OUT YOUR OWN DAUGHTER???? BURN IN THE PITS OF HELL SLOWLY

“Every time you took away one of my choices, I needed him, and he was always there for me. You pushed me closer to him. You’re the reason we’re together.”

Dad hates me because of me. Mom hates me because of me. We’re broken because of me. Olivia is going to leave me because of me.

Our parents won’t accept us and Olivia will leave. I’ll lose my speech again and she’ll leave. I’ll fuck something up and she’ll leave.

I don’t know how to make her stay. Maybe I should put her back in the basement?

Adryx Reznikov is the older brother,

Excuse me????? what's with these douchebaggery names???

I’m going to destroy his face, so all the girls I’ve seen him partying with online will be terrified of him.

I’ve been inside Olivia, in every goddamn hole, and I’ve also claimed her with my initials on her body, yet she thinks I’ve got a nice, patient bone in my body for someone who isn’t her? Has she fucking met me?

Molly’s dark hair swings as she turns to me. “You’re way taller than I thought.” I don’t reply. What would I even say anyway? Thanks, kid, I got my height from my dead bio-dad? Or do I try some bonding by saying, I heard yours was a dick and left you at home for three days while your addict mother lay dead on the bathroom floor. Want to bond over trauma? I can partially relate. Instead, I stay silent. Olivia would most likely kick my balls, and I quite like my balls.

His quiet is always so loud to me. I love it.

All I can do is chew on my bottom lip to stop the entire office hearing me cry as my brother fucks me over my desk.

“Can you please leave?” I don’t know who I’m talking to, but both are offended—Malachi because I move in a way that means he has to pull out; Abigail because she’s offended by his entire existence.

Oh, the inconvenience of pulling out in front of your friend

“This is my nephew Sebastian,” Igor says.

AHHHHHHHHH BECAUSE YOU KNOW IM ALL ABOUT THAT BASE, BOUT DAT BASE

Without her, there wouldn’t be any point in taking one more breath.

If someone found a way to remove you from existence, I would burn the world before making sure my soul found yours in the afterlife.

I don’t know if I’ve ever really told you, but you’re beautiful.

“You’re… mine,” he says, falling over his words. “And you’re mine.”

I don’t know how to beat them, he signs, his nostrils flaring, angry at his own words. I’m one man. But I’ll fight. For you, I’d do anything.

“We’ll fight them together. No matter how dangerous it gets.” I tilt my head, giving a slight smile. “I’d...

I wouldn’t let you die for anyone....

If this girl keeps trying to open Cordelia’s tank, I might need to put a padlock on it and set some boundaries. She’s in my room, touching all my shit while she asks me far too many questions that go unanswered. Olivia sits on the bed I just fucked her on, trying not to laugh at the look on my face when she knocks her fist on the glass and asks to hold her. I glare at Olivia, silently begging her to help. “She’s asleep,” she tells her. “Maybe Malachi can show her to you when she’s awake?” Absolutely fucking not. Molly grins. “Okay! I’m going to ask Dad when we’re ordering pizza!” Then she skips out of the room. Ordering pizza? To my damn house? What is this?

I love this entire interaction

“Kade will defend my honor when he’s home.”

AAAAAAHHHHHHHH HEHEHEHEHE >:)

“This is Tobes. He’s a little evil.”

OMGGGG YESSSS MY DADDY TOBIAS

Dad tilts his head at the older man. “You should be dead.” The man he’s speaking to raises a brow. “I’m surprised you aren’t, Jamieson.” I give him a confused look, and Dad clarifies, “I was his lawyer years ago.”

OHHHH SHIIIIT

“This is Barry. My assistant.”

BARRYYYYY!!!!!!!

Adryx gestures to him. “Since my cousin has no idea how to introduce people, this is Tobias Mitchell. But I guess you already know him.” Shit. The entire world has heard of him—and his son. He’s psychotic—probably worse than me, and I know that’s saying something. I’m surprised he’s here and not hunting for the woman who technically put him in jail. I guess we have something in common. We’d ruin our lives for the people we love and have no regrets.

I MISSED YOUUUU TOBIAS :((( <333

“Xander can get two of us inside. But we need to wear masks too to hide who we are. Olivia will be wearing a gas mask—it’s what she requested through Xander. It’ll help to identify her.” My lip twitches. My good girl.

Not that I need to know what mask she’ll be in. I don’t even need to see her to know she’s nearby. I’ll be going. I’ll wear my gas mask too.

O.o