Corrupted Chaos

by Shain Rose

“Yeah, well, I’m here waiting on the other side when you want to put your pussy where it belongs—on me.”

Indulging the jealousy that coiled through me at seeing her with someone else should have been an indicator to back off.

No man but Cade could irk me so much and turn me on at the same time.

“Cade!” “Don’t stop on account of me. No reason to when you were imagining me fucking you anyway.”

“I’m in the shower, you asshole!”

Gerald might have said I needed to lose weight, but I knew Cade enjoyed how I looked, and I did too. I wasn’t ashamed of my body.

“New rule—when you’re on my side, you do what I want.”

“And if I don’t?”

“You know I enjoy punishing you, Izzy. I have no problem doing that now. I think this retreat will serve a couple new purposes.” “Like what?”

“Like teaching you who’s in charge. Maybe a way for us to get each other out of our systems too.”

“You wouldn’t know how to punish me the right way if you tried.”

“You’re going to ruin my suit, baby. That pussy of yours can’t even handle my cock this close to it. It’s weeping for me, crying for its owner to come home.”

“Funny. I was pretty wet before you got here,”

“I should take your ass for a ride right now for the way you talk to me.”

“I want to feel it. I want to feel you.”

“Next time, if you listen, maybe I’ll indulge you.”

“Guess your punishment wasn’t good enough. I’m not feeling much pain, just pleasure.”

“Jesus, we need to stop. Why don’t you tell me to stop?” “Do we, though?”

“We need a safe word, and you actually need to use it if it becomes too much.”

“It’s just stop.” I shrugged. “And I don’t need it with you.”

“You’d push me and yourself past the point of breaking, baby doll.”

“You’re a menace to our sanity, and I can’t fucking deny you. I’m obsessed with how you resist me and then square up to me. We have to know when to stop.”

“I don’t want to stop, Cade.”

“So sweet. So damn sweet. I’m going to dream about this pussy forever.”

“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.”

“My side, really?” “If you don’t, I’ll fuck you again so hard you truly won’t be able to walk. I’m sparing you. Do as you’re told.”

I’d seen this coming. I enjoyed hearing him tell me what to do, I enjoyed pushing his buttons, and I enjoyed the consequences of my actions. I felt more alive than I had in a long time, like I could be myself with him the way I couldn’t with anyone else.

“That’s good. Because I packed this aloe vera for anyone who’d bend over for me. Not specifically for you.”

“That outfit is a damn joke. Barely covers your ass,”

Each of my siblings, but especially my brothers, were so damn overprotective I couldn’t fathom telling them that their baby sister was screwing around with her boss, a mobster.

“Rare Spotting: Billionaire Tech Mogul and Alleged Mobster Caden Armanelli Enjoys Day with His Niece, Ivy, Heiress to the Bratva.”

That’s what I should have been pursuing. Rodney gave me butterflies but didn’t knock my socks off. Cade, though, he’d corrupted the butterflies, scared them away, and brought lightning in as a replacement.

“Data controls us all. When I was younger, it was a way to escape. Now, I make sure nobody can escape it.”

“I’m not into sharing her. Ever,” Cade growled.

“There’s something wrong with me when I’m around you. I feel a little bit of everything too much.”

“Does it feel like sometimes people forget who you are? That they forget you’re not just an addict or an IT specialist or a hot piece of ass?”

“With me, I think you forget that I’m not just your boss, Izzy. And they forget that I’m not just this tech genius.”

“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?”

“If I say I don’t?”

“Open your mouth, Izzy.”

Daring. Dangerous. Him. It was all I wanted now. It was what my body was ready to beg for.

“You could be all those things, Cade, but it doesn’t really matter because you are who you are to me.”

“Why don’t you come sit on my lap like you did his and see how much baggage I have. Then you can get a good comparison.”

“Come on, Izzy. If it’s about fun, no strings, and being single, we might as well take advantage of it.”

“This hoodie his?”

He’d sliced it all the way down so it hung on me like a cardigan. “Cade! What the hell?” I grabbed both sides of it and wrapped it around myself. “Do you enjoy messing with my head?”

“I’m not messing with your head,”

“I’m not going to stare at a woman I fuck on another man’s lap.” “You fucked me. Past tense.” “Wanna bet, dollface?” he g...

I’d started to believe there would never be a last time with Izzy.

I didn’t want any man around her now. Especially not one who’d put his sweatshirt on her. Fuck me.