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January 23 - January 25, 2023
My gaze shifted to her tits and I smiled dreamily.
She wore her Pitball shirt and a pair of academy sweatpants and I vaguely wondered why I never saw her in her own clothes.
I caught her hand with a grin, threading my fingers between hers. I was getting the serious feels for her. Like legit emotions. And I was okay with that.
I held my hands out showman style, jazz fingers and all and her smile grew.
I pressed a sandwich to her lips, tapping it against her mouth when she didn’t open it.
“Holy shit, Leon, that’s jalapeños and goddamn hot sauce.” “And that’s…bad?” She shook her head at me then burst out laughing. “That’s terrible.”
“Are you going to do everything for me?” “Everything, little monster,” I said, my eyes burning into hers and her pupils dilated.
and I swear her whole damn body tasted like cherries and ecstasy. Fucking checstasy. It was going on my top ten list of things I liked to eat and I had a feeling I was about to crown a new number one.
I gave zero shits about that name anymore. She could call me Fanny Sackrider for all I cared and I’d still be thrilled to be here. Sidenote: totally knew a girl called Fanny Sackrider once.
I was skirting the holy grail and I was pretty sure I was going to enjoy this almost as much as she was.
Always had wondered what a rainbow tasted like. Now I knew. And as predicted, it firmly took number one as my favourite taste.
This was her moment. I was proving my damn worth. That I was more than just a pretty face and a set of supremely stacked muscles.
And this wasn’t just any girl. No, Elise Callisto was gonna get the best orgasm of her life.
like I was officially serving time in pussy prison. And hell was I okay with that. In fact, it was the only prison I was ever gonna fucking serve time in. Fact.
I had a feeling Elise could defy the laws of a lot of things. Like making a Nemean Lion bow at her feet. A beast created to be served, now readily serving her instead.
“Say it,” I demanded. “You’re good at stuff,” she said breathlessly, then flopped back down onto the bed. “Now prove it again.”
If he really cared about what had been done to me that night then why didn’t he want anyone looking into the person who had done it?
You know you took the best of me with you when you died, don’t you?
Because I was only ever the better parts of me when you were there to bring out the light in me. Look at me now, look at what’s left behind without you...
My soul ached for something of him, anything at all, just the slightest sense of him to remind me that he’d been here.
just as he’d left me. Forgotten and alone.
Gabriel had confirmed his latest payment had gone through and sworn to knock all of Gareth’s teeth out when he found him before force feeding them back to him until he choked on them.
If they knew what Gareth knew. If they had my file, the pictures…what if they started piecing things together? What if they knew who was after me and handed my goddamn information to them?
Ice crawled along my skin and bit deep into my veins. They couldn’t know. No one knew. No one but Bill Fortune. And it wasn’t him fucking texting me, so who?
What if I had to become a monster again?
He’d handle this like he’d handled the mess I’d made the night of the Solarid Meteor Shower.
Thank Fuck you for visiting Alestria.
“Sex is much simpler when it’s a transaction,” he said, inhaling another lungful of cancer.
I thought of Elise and wondered if Bill actually had a decent point. She was anything but simple to me.
He’d worked for me for years and as sad as it was, he was my only confidant in the whole world.
Eventually, he got him and I just…flipped.
“You did what you had to, kid,” Bill said. “I’d have done the same. You don’t last long in Alestria if you don’t neutralise your enemies.”
I could be thrown under the spotlight and be dead within a week.”
“Thanks Bill. Sorry about the hooker.” Bill barked a laugh. “The night is young.” I blew out a breath of amusement, opening the door and heading onto the porch.
Maybe I’d know who I was. And maybe I’d know who I really had to fear in this world.
If Gabriel was the piece of shit who’d killed my brother then it was going to be really difficult to kill him.
plus he was paranoid which meant he was always expecting an attack anyway.
He’d saved me after the party. Risked his life to help me. Could I really hurt him when I owed him my life? But if he’d taken Gareth’s then I had to.
Hell, his thighs looked stronger than my entire body, even with my Vampire strength taken into consideration.
“Maybe Leon couldn’t hit the spot then?” he teased, taking a step closer to me. “And you realised it was time you stopped dancing around me.”
His eyes lit with a strange kind of hunger that made me wonder if he really did want to hear about it.
“Why don’t you come and tell me about it in the shower?” he asked in a low tone that sent a shiver down my spine. “I didn’t know you were so interested in Leon’s performance, Dante,”
“Will I have to worry about you stealing his attention from me?” Dante laughed. “Maybe,” he joked.
“At least until I realised my new favourite colour was lilac.” “Is that so?”
“I didn’t know you were having a party,” I hedged. “Invite only. You made the cut, bella.” “Ooh should I swoon?” I teased.
Do you want me to beg?” “I wouldn’t hate it,” I admitted with a smirk.
because the real reasons for me having no social life were a lack of friends and funds.

