The Predator (Dark Verse #1)

by RuNyx

Tristan 'The Predator' Caine. They called him the predator. His reputation preceded him. He rarely went on the hunt but when he did, it was over. When he did, he went straight for the jugular. No distractions. No playing around. For all his unruffled attitude, the man was more lethal than the knife cutting into her thigh. He was also the reason she had come to the party. She was going to kill Tristan Caine.

"There are places on your body that I know,"

"Places that you don't know. Places where I can shoot and harm and you won't die."

"Death isn't the main course, sweetheart. It's the dessert."

"Never make the mistake of thinking you know me. It might just prove to be your last."

"Never make the mistake of thinking you scare me. It will be your last."

"I warned you not to think, for one second, that you know me."

"And I warned you not to think, for one second, that you scare me,"

"Don't t...

"that if I have the chance, I won...

"But that's the thing, Mr. Caine. You don't h...

"Nuh-uh. You move an inch and you'll go back with a scar."

"One day, I'm going to carve your heart out and keep it as a souvenir. I promise."

"No one else gets to kill you, Ms. Vitalio,"

"The last face you see before you die will be mine. When it comes to death, you're mine."

"We've been honest so far, Ms. Vitalio," he murmured. "I'll be honest now. I despise you but I want you. Fuck it, I do. And I want you out of my system."

Tristan Caine terrified her, but it wasn't because of the death he was bringing her slowly, the death he would bring her one day, the death he raised in her. No. It was the life.