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“Don’t be afraid of me, Freckles. Sometimes people need to change to survive.”
A snake who still belongs to me.
Killing high-profile people, dealing with drug lords, drinking a ridiculous amount of alcohol, beheading and disembowelling, and even walking into a gang’s territory to unleash hell I can deal with – but not a cheat. Not a fucking liar who made me think they were someone to me when they weren’t.
A flash of her on her knees before me has my head dropping back to the door, my traitorous dick annoyingly twitching. I want to slap it.
I’ve even pictured myself killing her once or twice and regretted the mental images instantly.
Freckles, darling, I’m a fucking animal. You should’ve seen me Jackie Chan my shit today.
“You aren’t real, Freckles.” I splay my hand on her stomach and slide it up. “So fucking beautiful. You were made for me.”
The silent treatment I give her is for her own good. Her ignoring me now is just childish behaviour.
All because he tried to talk to me about Stacey. You don’t hate her, son. You’re just mad at her. He
“If you weren’t such a twisted snake, I’d tell you how hot you looked tonight.”
“I wish you never rode my face,” he mutters low enough that only I can hear – Base and Lu are waiting for us by the elevator. “But sacrifices need to be made when one is bored.” “It was the worst face ride of my life.” “With how loud you screamed my name, I very much doubt it.”
“Because I’d go insane without being able to watch you. I do hate you. I hate who you are, but I can’t stop thinking about your cunt strangling my cock while I throttle you. I picture you covered in blood that isn’t yours. My name on your lips. Screaming for more while you apologise over and over and fucking over again.” He presses the barrel harder to my forehead. “Hate is not the word I would use when it comes to you.”
could listen to your voice on the phone forever, Freckles. I miss your annoying face. I’ll see you soon, Freckles. Can I touch you, Freckles? I’m not asking, Freckles. You’re going on a date with me. Freckles. Freckles. Freckles. “I wish I could hate you the same way you hate me,”
“Tell me if I’m doing it wrong,” I say, dodging her hand as she tries to touch me. “No. This is about you.”
“Stacey.” My skin buzzes. I stop, taking a deep breath. “What?” He pulls my elbow. “I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“I didn’t mean to vanish right after that happened,” he says, taking a step towards me, hands in his pockets. “I know you think I’m disrespectful and whatever else you’ve thrown my way, but I fully intended to approach you the next day.”
“Mani pārdod seksam un nāvei, lai aizsargātu visus, kurus mīlu.”
“Tajā skaitā jūs, vasaras raibumi.”
“This is dramatic, but I missed you. I really missed you.” I smile. “I missed you too,”
like dogs.” “What kind?” She shrugs. “Big ones. I always get scared I’ll stand on the smaller ones. Do you like dogs?” “Yeah. I want two Dobermanns.” “Dobermenn.” I frown. “What?” “Dobermenn… plural.”
He was constantly on the phone with me or sitting down with Aria, trying to figure out what was wrong with him. He wanted to know why he felt something that made no sense to him. My son wanted medication to suppress urges and impulsiveness, to make sure he didn’t ruin you like I did his mother. But little did he know all he was feeling was love.”
“You didn’t deserve to know.” My gaze shoots towards him as I stop pacing. “I didn’t deserve to know? Why? Because I apparently cheated?” “Yes! He didn’t understand certain emotions until he met you,” he yells, getting to his feet so fast his chair falls over. “You
“She was my granddaughter. No one takes from me and gets away with it. Once I deal with Kade, I’m going to hunt down whoever is responsible. I promise you, little one.”
“I’m kidding.” “That’s not funny, Kade. My gate closes soon, so I’ll need to come off the phone.” “I guess I wanted your voice to be the last I heard…” I straighten. “What? What do you mean?” “I took something I shouldn’t have, and I needed to hear you before…”
“Fuck no. She’d hate me even more.” He furrows his brows in confusion. “Obviously for sex. Why else would you be here?”
“She’s funny. If she was here and in a good mood, she’d say something along the lines of… Let’s dance. Horizontal. In bed. Preferably naked.”
“But we have no chance of getting back what we had.” I fight the burn in my eyes. “I know.” “She was pregnant. A girl. We lost her.” My heart shatters. “I’m sorry.” “It sucks.”
“You still taste like mine, Freckles.” She rocks against my cock,
I still hate her for what she did, but for some reason, the feeling is lessening the more time I spend with her. Is this me slowly forgiving her? Am I breaking rule five?
“I want to kiss you,” I tell her, taking her throat and cutting off her air. “Let me fucking kiss you.” Her lips part, and I release her enough to speak. “It’s too intimate.” A gasp rips
“Because you’re hiding, and I want to hide with you.” I caress her cheek and press my lips to her forehead, catching her off guard. “Let’s hide together, Freckles.”
Chris is the reason my life is upside down, and I don’t want to risk him getting worse.
“Kiss me,” he says. “If you want me to beg, then I’ll fucking beg you to kiss me, Stacey. Please.” The last word is a whisper.
She’s quiet for a moment but then catches me off guard by climbing into my lap and burying her head into my shoulder. For a brief moment, I have no idea what to do. She’s bracketing herself around me, hugging me, as my palms press into the mattress to keep me steady.
When Stacey takes a step back, ready to leave, I snatch her wrist and pull her to me, crashing my mouth down on hers with my hands on each side of her face. It’s not deep or passionate but enough that I won’t regret watching her walk away without kissing her.
