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Have you ever been to a funeral where the preacher stands before the friends and loved ones of the deceased and talks about how shitty the person was? How he fucked around on his wife? Or spent his family’s life savings to feed his gambling addiction? How about during his bachelor party when he snorted coke off a hooker’s ass? Me neither. Why is it that we’re fucking saints the moment we die?
When I am damned to hell, it’ll be because I fucking earned it.
My demons like the rage. Feed off it. And I’ve never been one to starve.
“Red is your color,”
“Orange is gonna be yours,”
“Let’s just kill her.”
She’s too beautiful to kill. Too precious to destroy. Yet. He’s afraid she’ll talk, go to the police, but I’m not. She fears us. Thinks we’ll hurt her. She’s not wrong.
“We are all the same, Austin. Some of us just choose not to pretend.”
“I prefer when I thought you were trying to kill me over small talk,” she snaps. I smile. Yeah, there’s something about Austin Lowes that I like. A lot.
“We both know that you’re the lesser of two evils,”
A bright fucking red Ferrari 250 GTO. My favorite color.
I start bouncing around and hit the punching bag that hangs from the rafter.
“We’ve been thinking …” Cole says, rubbing his chin. “We want you to be part of our group.” Deke finishes his sentence.
“I dare you to prove it.” “You son of—” “In order to join,” Deke interrupts me. “You have to pass a test,”
“I’m not interested.” “Initiation.” He corrects himself. “I don’t want to be involved with whatever fucked-up shit you guys are in.” How many different ways do I have to say it? “Just let her go,” Kellan says. But no one listens to him. Deke continues. “You have to fuck one of us while we all watch.”
“I like to take pretty, innocent things and destroy them.”
“You wore red for me again, sweetheart. You wanted my attention. And you got it. Now what are you gonna do with it?”
Fuck the guys. Fuck the party. And fuck the fact that she hates me. Hate sex is always the best.
“Tonight, you belong to me.”
She’s gonna hate me, all right. And I’m gonna love it.
“These waters are infested with sharks. And you are bleeding.” She looks over my shoulder at Cole, then back at me. “But there are worse ways to die.”
And let’s not forget the way you allowed me to touch you last night. Tell me, were you disappointed when I didn’t throw you on the bed and fuck you right then?
My first thought is to shove her off me. The second is to lean down and kiss her hair. I do neither.
“I know you want to kiss me. Go ahead,”
“You had your chance upstairs. You passed.”
She leans up on her tiptoes, her mouth next to my ear, and whispers. “I dare you.”
“I know exactly what I’m doing,” she purrs. “Now. I dare you to kiss me.”
Fear is a good motivator but so is seduction.
“What do you want from me?” she yells, her anger rising as easily as mine does. “Isn’t it obvious?”
“No,” she snaps. “Everything.”
“You want me to bleed for you? You want me to go to jail for you? You want me to fucking kill for you? Jesus, Cole.” “I w...
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“Don’t you see, Austin? I’m that guy who wants to take everything from you. I want to destroy you. I want to hurt you.”
“You have no idea what I can do to you. You have no idea what I’m capable of. I could make you nothing.”
I’ve been raised to love a fight. “I dare you to slap me again,” I growl. Testing her.
“I wanna punish you for burning Jeff’s body. I wanna punish you for fucking up my car. And I wanna punish you for how much you make me want you,”
“Why?” she asks, her chest rising and falling fast with each breath. “I told you, sweetheart. I like destroying pretty, innocent things.”
“Why?” she asks again, and her voice wavers. That fear creeping back into her features. “Because perfect things don’t belong in a fucked-up world.” It’s that simple. She swallows. “I’m not perfect.”
I lean in, my lips almost touching hers, and her breath hitches. “You are to me.”
She is just like me. The fight. The an...
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She’ll go head to head with me, and in her mind, she feels she has a chance to win. It turns me on so much. She was built for a man like me—a savage.
“I wanna watch tears roll down your beautiful face because I think you’re gorgeous when you cry. I wanna see blood on your flawless skin because you look like a priceless work of art. And I wanna look down at you while you’re on your knees because you want to please me.”
“I wanna make you a beautiful, broken doll, Austin.”
“All mine to play with.” I look at her parted lips while licking my own. “All mine to fuck.” She ...
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“Pain turns me on, Austin.” He presses his hips into mine and he’s hard. And just like that, I melt like fucking butter.
“I’ll fight you, Cole. I’ll play this game even though I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. But I dare you to smile for me. I dare you to show me something that nobody else sees.”
dare you to show me something that nobody else sees.
What the fuck is that? What does she want to see? There’s only me. The hate. The rage. The fuckups. I’ve got nothing else to show.
“Even the devil catches feelings, or he wouldn’t go into rages. Even he knows how to love.”
Well, Austin Lowes, I’m about to make you something. Completely fucking mine! And the world is gonna know it.
I’m gonna make that motherfucker pay in every way I can think of. And Austin ups the ante. Mine to control. Mine to fuck. And mine to use. You say that, but she is in your head.
