Page 2 of Possession

Her eyebrows shoot up and her mouth falls open. “Lucky?”

I wince. My best friend has been through hell, losing both her parents and having no blood relatives, so lucky probably isn’t the best way to describe her.

“You’re right, I’m sorry.” I shake my head, annoyed with myself, then plaster on a smile to change the mood, and wave out my arm. “I just meant, living here in this mansion with a gorgeous stepdaddy who popped your cherry who’s fallen madly in love with you.” She blushes, and I smile at my friend’s innocence. She may no longer be a virgin, but you wouldn’t have guessed it with how her cheeks still turn red so easily.

“You live in a mansion too,” she counters, and I quickly hide the dreaded shudder that racks through me each time I consider my home.

Instead, I straighten my shoulders, lift my chin, and feign confidence. “You’re right, I do.”

“I think you need to change your dress.” Jade gestures toward the bright-red stain. “I’ll go grab you a T-shirt.” She hops off the kitchen stool and heads toward her bedroom, or maybe it’s Tommy’s, but I’m grateful she can offer me something so I don’t have to leave here looking like a slob, especially with all the hot security detail she has following her around.

While she’s gone, I whip my dress over my head and fill the sink, ready to scrub the stain, leaving me in my cotton panties and bra.

“I only have an old band T-shirt, is that okay?” She dangles the T-shirt from her finger, and I grin, remembering the moment I left the shirt in her room back at boarding school. During a party, I won the T-shirt of a hot guy she was into, so I gifted it to her after the party.

I snatch it from her with a giggle. “This is totally going to be too big for me, isn’t it?” I chuckle back at her, and she smiles sheepishly.

I’m smaller than Jade, tiny compared to her. My mom was tiny too. Where Jade is petite and thin with an impressive set of tits, I barely have hips, or an ass, and my tits are almost nonexistent. You’d think it would bother me, being a teenage girl, but it doesn’t. I shrug it off and fake confidence when I get overlooked for not having an amazing rack like my bestie.

Her brown hair is naturally wavy, whereas mine is straight, her skin is pale compared to my olive tone, and her sparkling green eyes are a contrast to my boring brown ones. It’s the only genuine thing I’m envious of—they’re beautiful, they’re Jade.

“Leave the dress to soak. I’ll have it cleaned for you.” She smiles back at me.

“You’re the best. You know that?”

She rolls her eyes as I tug the T-shirt down, and it hits my knees as the sound of a car door slams shut, causing Jade’s eyes to narrow.

She shakes her head. “It’s too early for Tommy.”

Her shoulders tighten as she chews on her bottom lip.

She’s told me about the women he has around the house, the ones he paid for, who try any tactic to come between him and my best friend—the sweetest girl you’ll ever meet, and it’s clear she’s concerned it’s one of them. Again. She’s hurting, and I refuse to accept it.

Standing to my full height, I broaden my shoulders, preparing for battle. “I got you.” I wink at her and stride toward the door with one purpose in mind.

To take down Tommy Marino’s whores.

Chapter One

Rafael

The door swings open before my hand reaches the handle, and it takes a moment for my eyes to register what’s happening, as a small palm whips out in front of me. “No means no, you skank!”

My hand moves on reflex, taking a hold of her tiny wrist before her palm connects with my cheek.

“Boss?” Kai steps up beside me, his gun aimed at the neurotic girl, his eyebrows raised, and the shocked expression on his face has to mirror my own. As my right-hand man and bodyguard, he’s never far from me and always on high alert, so for her to catch us both off guard is not acceptable.

I stare into her wide eyes, the brown in them going darker by the second, and time stands still as I hold her wrist in midair. She gulps and her delicate lips part, as if realizing the enormity of her mistake.

Fuck, how I’d love to stuff my cock between her plump little lips, bruising them as I take her so roughly it gives her a reason to appear so stunned.

Tension builds inside me. A growing need to punish her for her disrespect itches at my skin and causes me to clench my teeth to rein myself in when all I want to do is teach this little brat a lesson. A very dirty fucking lesson.

My gaze roams over her body; she’s tiny, like a perfect little doll, a toy to play with. Something deep settles within my darkness, a possessive need to growl, all mine. I tilt my head from side to side as every cell in my body reacts to the thought of commanding her, owning that little body, allowing me to use it as I please.

Pulling back, I crack my neck to relieve the growing pressure building inside me. Every muscle in her small body tightens under my glare, and I wonder if her nipples have peaked beneath the ridiculously oversized T-shirt she wears. “I-I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry?” My grip tightens, no doubt leaving the bruises I long for on her flawless skin.

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