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You’re asleep, on his terms, not yours, but you can feel everything. Shiver, little temptress
Everly Makepeace had once been my stepsister and my obsession, but never the other way around.
A couple of weeks ago, I’d overheard my father mention Connor’s name on the phone. Not his real name, but the gang name he used. Shade. Because he was a man of the shadowy night, apparently. Father had some kind of deal with Shade, I’d gathered, and that knowledge had driven me to distraction. After all I’d sacrificed. After I’d lost him for the purpose of keeping him safe and earned his hatred in reply. After everything I’d done to set him free, he’d still wound up in my father’s clutches, and that was unbearable.
“I’ve got a fast car and no sense of self-preservation. Say the word and I’ll get ye out of here.”
“I’d say that was the first time kidnapping ever worked for all parties, but Gen arrived at my house with Arran in much the same way. If this is modern-day dating, maybe I should be the one laying traps and readying the duct tape.” Genevieve choked on a laugh.
“He’s dead, and I wipe away my tears on handfuls of his cash while living in his stately home, so who’s laughing now?”
“Spy, detective, stalker, the CEO of all things feral and chaotic. I’ll get business cards made.”
“I own ye now. Just as ye own me. I’ll defend your life with mine and give ye everything ye want. A home, my last name, the blood of anyone who hurts ye. I’ll fucking knock ye up, too. As many times as we want.”
“House rules. Ye live here now. With me. You’ll be full of my cum all the time. These,” he groped my breasts, the image lewd in the mirror’s reflection, “are to be bare whenever we’re alone here.”
“Your body is so beautiful. You’re perfect, Everly. I need ye to know that because what I’m going to do next is going to be disrespectful as fuck.” I uttered a moan, and Connor smirked, stroking his dick a couple of times.
