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You can be one of those people who bury your head in the sand to avoid talking about it all you want, but it’s life! Live or die. Heaven or hell. Angel or devil. It’s black and white. There are no gray areas.
I’m not a religious person. Obviously. But I do know this. When I am damned to hell, it’ll be because I fucking earned it.
“You wore red for me again, sweetheart. You wanted my attention. And you got it. Now what are you gonna do with it?”
“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.” My thumb runs over her trembling bottom lip. “I wanna make you a beautiful, broken doll, Austin.” Her eyes widen at my confession. “All mine to play with.” I look at her parted lips while licking my own. “All mine to fuck.” She moans. “All mine to destroy.”
I let go of her neck and yank the knife from her hand and hold it up to her throat. She whimpers. “The thing about a knife is that you have to get up close and personal, sweetheart. And you have one chance to do the most damage.” I run the knife down over her black shirt, between her breasts, and her chest rises and falls quickly with each breath. I want to cut the annoying fabric off. “But we both know that you don’t have a problem with letting me get close to you, do we?”
My mind screams this is a bad idea, but my body says nothing that looks this good could be bad.
“You think no one wants you, Austin, but I do.” Another tear runs down my face. “Why do you think I keep you so close? Why do you think I want everyone to know you belong to me?” I don’t answer. “It’s because I want you. And no matter how much you fight it, I know you like being mine.”
“Even the devil catches feelings, or he wouldn’t go into rages. Even he knows how to love.”
“Just know, I wouldn’t let anyone touch you, Austin. No one but me.” I’ve never seen his blue eyes so soft. And I hate that it makes me feel warm inside as if someone actually wants to protect me.
I’ve never wanted a woman to myself. Didn’t want to deal with the drama and bullshit. Looks like I don’t do well with competition either. I was already nothing. Well, Austin Lowes, I’m about to make you something. Completely fucking mine! And the world is going to know it.
He steps to me, his hand coming up to cup my face. “I couldn’t do it because of you.” I swallow nervously at his words. “I was never going to do it.” He pushes his body into mine. “You’re not going anywhere, Austin. I’ve been so dead set on making everyone see you as mine, but I didn’t realize until tonight that all along I’ve been yours.”
Ever since she walked out of this door a week ago, she has consumed my thoughts. Fuck her dad for trying to kill me. He’ll pay for that in time. Right now, I gotta do whatever I can to get her back.
I can be your fucking god—merciful. Or I can be the fucking devil—ruthless. Who I am depends on the person’s actions.
DEATH IS A debt we are all born owing. It’s something that money can’t buy nor can it be traded. You can’t bargain for more time. When it’s up, you accept it like a fucking man.
He chuckles in the darkness. “I can be your God, princess. Wanna get down on your knees and worship me?”
She places one in her mouth and moans, closing her eyes. “This is by far the best thing I’ve ever put in my mouth.” I lean down, and whisper, “That’ll all change once I fuck that mouth with my cock.” She begins to choke on the chocolate at my words and pieces are flying out onto the counter. She grabs for the bottle of water and gulps it down. Slamming the bottle down, she sucks in a long breath. “See, it’s already choking you.” I smile. She stares up at me with watery eyes from her near-death experience by her favorite snack.
