Page 36 of Malicious Desires

“I'm sorry,” I stammer, giving him a death glare. “You left without a word during the night after you violated me.”

He scoffs again. “You fucking loved it.”

“Fine, I did, but I hated that it was you who gave me that pleasure.”

“The greatest pleasure comes from hate, Jasper,” Reece rasps, picking up his gun, and tucking it into the side of his jeans.

“Is that the same gun?”

“Only one I have.”

“Was it um?” I question, not sure of the words that are stuck on the tip of my tongue.

“Um what, Jasper? Use your words,” Reece taunts.

I seethe, annoyed that he’s taunting me when he knows exactly what I’m asking him.

“Was it loaded last night when you used it in me?”

Reece shakes his head, a smirk upturning the corner of his mouth.

“I may be a monster, but I didn't fuck you with a loaded gun, Capullo. I put the safety on anyway out of habit.”

“Oh ok good,” I mumble, feeling like an idiot for asking.

Reece’s smirk becomes wider, and he quirks his eyebrow. “Want me to?”

I gulp and Reece kisses me without warning. “Don't be scared, Jasp. You gotta trust me,” Reece taunts, winking at me.

“I don't trust you. I hate you.”

“I hate you too, and right now you're going to cause me to hate you more if I'm late for this job.”

“Oh,” I gasp, shifting aside, my eyes catching on something moving under the covers of the bed behind Reece.

“Reece, something is moving in your bed,” I inform him pointing towards the small mound that’s just covered.

Reece laughs as a black cat emerges, stretching its front paws out and arching its back.

“Oh, it’s just my boy, Raven.”

Reece picks him up, petting it in long strokes from its head to the end of its tail. The cat likes the touch, leaning into Reece’s hand.

He holds him out towards me, teasing, “Say hello to my pussy, Capullo.”

I shrink back shrieking, “Get that thing away from me! Cats scare me.”

Raven hisses, his black eyes staring me down as he stretches out his claws to lunge at me.

“Eeek, he's attacking me!” I shriek, stepping backwards to get away from the beast.

Reece laughs again, tipping his head down to kiss the cat's head. “He likes you,” he says to me before asking the cat, “don't you Rave?”

The cat miaows, and licks Reece's fingers as he puts him back down on the bed.

He takes my hand then, yanking me out the door.

“We have to go, Jasp. And seeing as you’re not leaving of your own accord you're coming with me.”

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