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To all my ladies who see those walking Red Flags as a pretty shade of pink… repeat after me, only when the men are fictional.
but but
red and gold
Dark eyes. Dark brows. Nearly black hair tousled yet styled back, and sharp cheekbones outlined with a trimmed beard in the same shade.
SEXYYYYY
A dark scent fills my nostrils. It’s leather and fire and cologne.
I can’t find this man attractive. I really can not.
oh but you can 😏
A hot as hell man walks in through my second story balcony. Strolls through my apartment with a confidence I can only dream of having. Flashes me a glimpse of his gun. Then settles in to eat my popcorn. And… is he humming? Sweet Mother Mary, he’s humming.
Our gazes are locked together, and I startle when he speaks again. “What’s his name?” His voice is still quiet, but it’s also different. A little menacing. “Wh-whose name?” His head tilts, and it reminds me of the nature channel when they show a wild animal stalking its prey. “The man who laid his hands on you. Tell me his name.”
kicking my feet
Morphing from fear to… something else.
you like it! me too girl
“I bet you’ve never told anyone. I bet you did as you were told.” I can feel his exhale against my lips. “Break the rules for me, Sweet Girl. Put yourself first and give me a name.”
“I won’t tell Arthur you’re the one that sent me, and you don’t tell anyone about tonight.”
yes daddy anything you say
I sit up and watch, eyes wide, as he bends down and picks up a pair of my underwear from the top of the pile. “Those are dirty,” I choke out. The man smirks at me over his shoulder, as he shoves them into his pocket.
perv!! (that’s kind of hot)
the same man who woke me up from a nightmare with his hand on my bare skin, shushing me, which should’ve terrified me, instead calming me––
I should probably call the police.
No donttttt
“Did you take a picture?” The second the words are out of my mouth
like nero be so fr
I realize how dumb it sounds. The car crawls to a stop, and out of the corner of my eye I can see King slowly turn his face toward me. “I’m sorry, I must be losing my fucking mind because it sounded like you just asked me if I took her picture.” He waits a beat for me to answer, but I don’t. “What? You figured I’d just casually take out my phone and snap a pic of her fucking face? As if she wouldn’t immediately call the cops on me for that? Are you insane? Seriously, that’s fucking creepy. Even for us.”
“Dude.” King sounds exasperated. “Seriously, man, this woman has got you unhinged.”
“Such a pretty pussy.” He slides a finger up and down my slit but doesn’t push in. “I bet it’s gonna be tight. Bet you’re gonna squeeze the cum right out of me.”
“Payton.” His hips slam against me. “My Sweet fucking Girl.” He withdraws his cock as he licks into my mouth. “You’re mine now.” He thrusts back into me. “That sweet cherry juice all over my cock made you mine.” His head tilts and he deepens our kiss even more, our teeth clicking together, tongues tangling. “Gonna stay buried in this pussy forever.”
His tongue traces across my temple, and I know he’s licking my tears away.
“You’re gonna go fuck that old guy up, aren’t you?”
“Well hot diggity damn, count me in.”
“Ah, finally the right question.” I lean down, invading his space. “I’m Payton’s wrath. And you’re about to die.”
Unknown: I know what your virgin blood tastes like when it’s painted across my cock. We know each other.
“One fuck and you’re already horny for more. Turned you into the perfect little slut, didn’t I?”
“Anyone I’ve ever been with, is nothing. Because they aren’t you.”
“I’ll only ever make love to you.” His hips roll up, the tip of him hitting the end of me. “And I’ll gladly kill for you. As many times as it takes.”
“I told you, you’re mine to protect.” I lick another tear, savoring it. “Anyone who hurts you will cease to exist.”
“You’re crazy,” I breathe. His hands dart out, gripping my ankles, and he yanks me down the bed. Again. Nero bends over me, putting our faces an inch apart. “For you, I’m fucking certifiable.”
And if something ever happened to you…” He sucks in a breath. “I’ll burn this entire city to the ground.”
His exhale blows across my cheek. “And we’ll never talk about you asking if I was going to kill you.” His hands slip around my neck, and he pulls me into a hug. “I would dig my own heart out of my chest before I’d hurt you.”
I
hit the button to roll down my window. “If I decide I’m too good for Taco Bell, put a bullet in my brain and end my misery.”
“You know,” he says, when he sees where I’m looking. “Cinderella only left one shoe behind.” I fight my embarrassment by rolling my eyes. “Yeah, and Prince Charming didn’t break into her home to find her.” Nero grins. “The villains always have more fun.”
I’m gonna have to kill the mayor.
Nero might be crazy. But he’s mine. And he loves me. And even if it’s wrong, I love him too.
I let my eyes slide closed. “I’d give everything for you.” Her palm presses over my heart. “But I’ll never ask you to.”
“I hope Boss knows what he’s doing,” a different man grumbles. Someone else blows out a breath. “Better not let anyone else hear you say that.”
“What’re you talking about?” the first voice asks.
“Nero’s not gonna take this lying down,” the grum...
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There’s silence for a long moment before the first man speaks again, only he’s not chuckling anymore. “Who the fuck did we just grab?” “His woman.” No one replies as a thick energy fills the in...
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“This is an extermination.” He’s quiet for a moment. “What happened?” My mouth opens, and I have to swallow before I can get the words out. “He has my woman.”
Disgust grows inside me. Any woman who willingly brings harm to another woman deserves the worst kind of punishment.
“But needs must. And it’s Nero’s time to die.” I shake my head as best I can. “He’s going to destroy you.”
“I killed him,” he repeats. “I did that. Not you.” He kisses me so, so gently. “Not my Sweet Girl.” Love fills my eyes.
“Tell me what you need,” I plead with her. “Tell me how to make this up to you. Tell me what you want, Sweet Girl. Tell me, and I’ll do it. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you.” My heart is pounding in my chest, that underlying current of fear continues to plague me. Payton raises a hand, placing it over mine on her cheek. “I want a big wedding.”
