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For the good girls who like to dance in the dark while being watched by the devil.
People might think it’s great to be the centre of attention when they walk into a room, but I can’t stand it. I’d rather be invisible. I’d rather no one knew who I was, or my family history, or do everything they can to talk to me.
I’m sure everyone sees me as the bad kid. The one the family dreads when they get together. I used to give a fuck and attempt to fit in, but now I prefer my own company – the loner.
The famous Tobias Mitchell, American psychopath. The insane killer who took over every news channel in the world.
“You should go back inside. It’s too cold out here, Freckles.”
I was just about to say the same thing to you. So why don’t you stay the fuck out of my way, Kade?”
I try not to stare at how handsome he is, despite being a reincarnation of the devil;
Pressure builds behind my eyes as they fly open in fear to see Chris – my evil and deluded stepbrother – above me.
He made me lie to Nora and say I did it to myself, and she believed me. She’d wanted me to seek help from a therapist, thinking I was harming myself.
“He doesn’t seem your type. Far too young.” He lowers his voice. “You prefer your quick fucks older, don’t you?”
Stacey Rhodes is the devil in disguise. She’s hot as hell on the outside, has a personality that makes you fall for her, but is utterly ugly and fake on the inside. My traitorous cock clearly doesn’t know the difference between a snake and an angel and needs to stand the fuck down.
Because that’s what she does. She draws you in, feeds you lies and feelings and fake bullshit, only to drop it all on your head.
I should’ve killed him like I killed the last guy she slept with.
No one fucks Stacey and gets away with it. I can’t have her, but nobody else will.
“Fuck. I hate you. I fucking hate you.” I raise my hips. “You feel like you hate me.”
“Rock your hips into my cock, Freckles,” he whispers quietly, and I nearly whimper. “I fucking dare you.”
“Kade. We shouldn’t be doing this.” “I know. Keep fucking doing it.”
“When I find out who hurt you, I’m going to fucking destroy them. I’ll make sure to bleed them dry then fuck you next to their corpse. You got that?”
Rule one: Stay away from your toxic ex-girlfriend. Rule two: Don’t unblock her number. Rule three: If you’re both in the same room, don’t fucking look at her – it’s a trap. Rule four: Under no circumstances will you have any sexual interactions with her. Rule five: Never forgive Stacey Rhodes.
I lied when I said I’d leave her alone. She’s feeding into my obsession, and it’s only going to get worse. This is only the beginning.
“I watch her,” I admit. “When she’s in the manor, at the studio, or walking around the mall. If I don’t see her at least once every day, I lose my mind. I’ve climbed to her window to see her sleep, and I’ve been trying to hack her phone for the last year. I hacked Luciella’s.”
I hate her, but I can’t live without knowing what she’s doing.
“I’m going to fuck your throat, and you’re going to be a good girl and swallow every drop of my cum.”
“Eyes on me,” he orders. “Keep them on me.”
“Be patient with me,” is all I say before I capture her lips with mine.
Freckles, darling, I’m a fucking animal. You should’ve seen me Jackie Chan my shit today.
“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.”
“You make me feel worthless for something that wasn’t my fault. And as fun as it’s been messing with you the past few days, you’re out of my system.”
“I’m not your friend, Freckles. Do you know why?” I kiss her lips. “Because friends don’t do this.” I kiss her again, her top lip, then the bottom, before dragging my mouth across the sharp line of her jaw. “If I was your friend, I wouldn’t think about you every second of the day. I wouldn’t want to feel you.” Taking flesh between my teeth, I suck, and she gasps. “All of you.”
“Mani pārdod seksam un nāvei, lai aizsargātu visus, kurus mīlu.” Kade leans into me more, raising his other hand between us to tuck another strand of hair behind my ear. I tilt my head, utterly confused by whatever language he’s speaking. He licks his lips. “Tajā skaitā jūs, vasaras raibumi.”
“We’re all broken in some way, Tobias. But we can also be fixed.”
“She has freckles everywhere. I used to trace them when she was asleep. You even wear the same perfume.”
“You still taste like mine, Freckles.”
But yes, do try, Freckles. I’d love to fuck you while you attempted to kill me.”
Don’t follow her. Don’t follow her. What’s the worst that can happen? I’ve already screwed her on this trip. “Fuck it.”
“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.”
The connection between us is too strong, and I didn’t even want to fight the pull. I welcomed it. Since the moment I picked her up from that house, I’ve felt less dead inside. A speck of light in my darkness with her name on it.
