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“You better hurry up then.”
“Backing down a...
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“From you?”
“Never.”
“Is that why you’re always running a...
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“Your face repulses me.”
“You want to sit on my face.”
“You’re good, hermosa,”
“But I’m better.”
Zachary Di’Ablo, the renowned billionaire, was faceless. A widely respected businessman without a single picture, only the reputation of one of New York’s finest bachelors – a ‘gentleman who values his privacy’
Zachary took me down. The ground knocked the air out of me but it didn’t hurt; I had felt worse pain. One of his hands protected my head from the fall, but the other held my own knife to my throat.
I guess there was a world in which I would lose a fight after all – Zachary’s world.
“Be ready at seven,”
“In your dreams.”
“You shook on it.”
“Guess I cheated too.”
After only walking away three more steps, two shots rang in the air. For a moment I thought he was shooting at me. But when I glanced over my shoulder; the bottle targets I hadn’t gotten to earlier, were now down. Zachary didn’t turn to face me again, and I didn’t wait any longer. I walked away.
“In case I wasn’t clear before, I’m very fucking petty. And I have a lot of self-control. So, when I said that I’m never going to sleep with you… I fucking meant that shit.”
“Maybe you should try saying that without looking like you want me nine inches deep inside you.”
“Should’ve been more careful, hermosa.”
“Zachary!”
“Why would you pick some complete nobody, when you could have me?”
“You want me to kiss you.”
“You won’t admit it. And if I kissed you right now, you’d push me away.”
“But you want it, don’t you?”
“Don’t flirt with my men again. I won’t hesitate to kill them.”
“Have fun.”
I knew I had him when he took his phone out and began dialing. What I didn’t know was that he had me too.
I could deal with annoying, rude Zach. But pleasant, charming Zach? I didn’t know what to fucking do.
I didn’t hate the fact that I found him attractive anymore. I mean, I kind of always did, but it felt weirdly good to finally sort of admit it. Part of me knew, that if I wasn’t so damn traumatized, I wouldn’t mind having his hands on my body.
“Such a gentleman.”
“Only for you.”
“I’m only walking you to your door,”
“Got to make sure you don’t pass out in the elevator again,”
I could look a man dead in the eyes when I took his life, but kissing Zach on the cheek was making me gasp for air.
“Missed you, hermosa.”
“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“I can’t wait to see what you look like full of my cock.”
“I want you inside me,”
“Just the tip…”
“Ma...
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“Zach, pl...
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I woke up gasping. My heart was threatening to jump out of my chest and I was aching between the legs. Pushing up on my elbows, I looked around my room – frustrated to find out I’d been dreaming about that and him. I would never do or say that. The jerk was in my fucking dreams too. I just couldn’t escape him.
SHE WAS AVOIDING ME. The morning after the party, I called her phone, although she had never given me her number – the details of how I got it, irrelevant. I told myself it was to finally set our date, but deep down I knew I just wanted to hear her voice.
My cheek still burned from where she’d kissed me good night and my dick still got hard at the memory. I seriously considered never washing that side of my face again.
I wanted to see her, but I had to let her come to me. Now, she knew the lengths I’d go to for her: I would kill for her. Unlike the guys from her past – who’d sworn to kill anyone that touched her but probably had never even thrown a punch – I wasn’t bluffing; I was making a promise. The woman thought I liked her. I liked race cars and getting my dick sucked. But her?
I wanted her mind, body and soul to ache for me just as much as I ached for her. To willingly and gladly get on her knees for me. To beg like she never would with anyone else. To want to be mine. I wouldn’t deny her.
“You can’t just come in here and kill my men.”
“I’m going to need a reason, hermosa.”
Something sparked in her eyes but she blinked it away. She faced me again and stepped closer, her lips dangerously close to mine. She fixed me with those goddamn eyes… And the following words left ...
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