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Zade is Hades, stepping out from the underworld and wreaking havoc on my quiet little life.
“You’re fucking magnificent,”
God, the way he’s looking at me should be fucking illegal.
I’ll never get over how easily he morphs from man to beast.
Twisting my hand as I slide my red-stained lips along his cock, I think of all the ways I want to kill him.
“Looks like that mouth knows how to do more than make useless threats.”
I never knew the act of driving a vehicle could look so pornographic until now.
Just because the sun is pretty doesn’t mean it’s not dangerous to stare at, Addie.
I want to slap him. But the asshole would probably like it, and then turn around and slap me back. And my dumbass self would probably like it, too.
Don’t be jealous, little mouse. No one will ever be capable of getting my cock hard except you.”
“I’m not jealous,” I snipe. “And it sounds like you just have erectile dysfunction to me.”
“I’ll flay his skin from his body before he can even think to do anything to hurt you.”
Addie stands beside me, her tiny hand gripping onto my arm like her life depends on it. It’s fucking addictive.
Her reaction is more potent than a drug.
This woman is going to reduce me to an animal.
I’m equal parts impressed and perturbed by her.
She’s scared. Nervous. And that feeling never fails to make her pussy dripping wet.
She was fucking made for me.
The things I want to do to this woman. Things that would show her just how insane I can be.
This beautiful woman holds my life in the palm of her hand, she’s just incapable of seeing it that way. The only one who’s truly in danger is me.
“If you were my little girl, I would worship every inch of your body for as long as our souls are tethered to this earth.
“Oh, God—” she sucks in a sharp breath. “That’s right, I am your God.”
“I don’t love you.” “Not yet,”
He can force my body to succumb to him, but he can’t force my heart to beat for him. And ironically, it seems that’s the one thing he wants most from me.
Zade is fucking terrifying.
Because you know what I can do, little mouse? I can protect you. And I can teach you to protect yourself.
“Just don’t forget to scream my name when you’re holding that showerhead to your pussy. You can come knowing that I’ll be shouting yours, too.”
Such a contradiction that something so dark shines so brightly beneath the light.
“I still hate you,” I mumble, and the lie tastes chalky on my tongue. “But I want you to lay down with me, Zade.”
“You need space from me while wanting to be close. Sounds like a marriage,” I deadpan. “It will be.”
“Because the first time I fuck you, I want you to have all of me. Not just bits and pieces.”
This thing with Zade—it’s confusing.
Fucking love that girl.
“I’m going to ruin you,”
I can't even begin to put into words the way he makes me feel.
I feel safe with him.
His mouth is a drug, and just like the real thing, it causes me to make incredibly stupid decisions.
“Give me those fucking lips,”
No matter how far I run, how hard I try to escape you—you’re everywhere I go. You’re everything I see. Loving you is like being trapped in a house of mirrors, little mouse. And I’ve never felt so at home while being so lost inside you.”
Love is an enigma, and it's redefined every time someone says it."
“I would let them watch. I would let them watch me claim you as mine and own every inch of your body. They would watch my cock fill every one of your holes and then watch you cry because of how hard you came. And then I’d fucking kill them. My cock would still be wet from your cum as I’d slice their throats for even daring to look at what’s mine.”
For the first time, this moment with Zade feels consensual.
The asshole knows exactly how incapable I am of backing down from a challenge.
He’s… fucking phenomenal.
I feel so much power in my fingertips, I can’t imagine how much power I’d have if I loved him.
This man is going to ruin me after tonight. I can taste it on my tongue.
It’s not right—how beautiful he is. He’s definitely the fucking Devil. I’m sure of it now more than ever.
“You like being a bad little girl, don’t you? You like to defy me because you love it when I scare you. You’re a silly little girl playing with fire,”
He’ll kill me before I ever fall in love with him.
“That’s such a good girl,” he praises. “I love it when you’re scared and begging.”
