Corrupted Chaos

by Shain Rose

I wondered why I was holding back. Why did a woman always have to suppress her emotions so she wouldn’t offend anyone else? We were entitled to—no, we deserved—the space to feel when we’d been wronged.

“Everything about you is my business, baby doll.”

“And I’m capable of breaking every bone in a man’s body, but I’d like to refrain from doing that. So don’t do it. No one is allowed to hold your life in their hands except me. You understand?”

“You’re corrupting me, dollface. I tried to avoid you for days, and then I switched accommodations because I saw you look at another man. And I don’t know if I can concentrate with the smell of you in every corner of this cabin.”

He lost control under it, his neck flexing, his chest heaving, and his dark eyes watching me in that mirror. “Don’t come to my side unless you can handle me fucking you sore, Izzy. Don’t come near me unless you’re ready for me to wreck you, because it’s all I want. All I dreamed about.”

“I’m also Cade Armanelli, a man who can cause nuclear warfare, a member of the most powerful mafia family in the world. A man who’s more than happy to shed blood when someone tampers with what’s his. Do you get that?”

“Don’t women rule us? She owns my soul. I can control every computer you log into, the technology that protects your country, and I can control if you live or die. But she controls me. She says kill you, and I ask how she’d like it done. Do you understand? Take a look around you.”