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I’m hungry, tired, and I didn’t get the rest I wanted and needed, so I’m about ready to jump off the cliff of “calm and collected” and dive straight into the ocean of “lost my shit” with five-foot swells of “I’ll kill you all.”
“I’m so fucking angry at you, Kitty. I don’t know whether I should fuck you or kill you or both,” he whispers angrily, his lip curled and his breath falling over mine. My heart pounds in my chest.
Bishop smirks, his tongue running over his bottom lip. “You do that…” His eyes dance in mischief—black magic kind of mischief. “…and I’ll wash your hair with my blood while you choke on my dick.”
“Fuck you. I’ll cut it off and make you watch as I fuck—” “As excited as I am about this very disturbing and very sick dirty talk—” Nate looks between Bishop and me. “—seriously, y’all need help—we have a very serious matter that is currently sitting in the next room.”
“Watch your fucking mouth. Everything that has to do with the Kings, Madison, goes through me. Everything to do with you also happens to go through me. So whether you like it or not, you go through me. So you may as well do it on your hands and knees with your ass in the air like a good little kitty,” he hisses through a smug grin.
When you fall for the devil, make sure you don’t land facedown with his horns stabbed through your heart.
Bishop wraps his arm around me, pulling me in and kissing me on the head. “Hey, baby.” Swoon. I smile shyly. “Hey.”
I tilt my head and watch as the gray cloud of smoke floats into the dark night. “I never hid behind your son. He shielded me. There’s a difference.”
