Page 39 of Sinful Touch

I make my way into the living room, taking a seat on the edge of my chair. She shoves her face into the side of my neck, tightening her grip on me.

“He will pay for this, Darlin, that I can fucking promise you,” I confess and promise her.

“How did you know I was here?” She asks, pulling back and looking me in the eyes.

“The alarm and the tracker,” I say calmly. There is no reason to lie to her.

“Tracker?” She asks in a curious voice.

I nod. “I put one in your phone,” I say, watching her closely.

“So you can see where I am at all times,” She asks in a hopeful voice.

I nod again.

“Good, he threatened me, Jax, and you,” she confesses to me, the fear consuming her voice.

“I will take care of it, Lil,” I tell her, needing her to trust me.

“Please, I don't want you to get into trouble,” She says, a new sense of fear taking her over.

She is worried about me, even after what she has been through. I can give two fucks what happens to me. Chad has to learn that if he continues to fuck with me, he is not going like what I do to him. He might be the villain in this story, but I am the pitch-black motherfucking MMC, and there are no lines I will not cross for Lil.

Chad acts as if this is a book he can write and control. He is so used to being in control and having power over people he is in for a rude fucking awakening.

“I won’t, but I need you to stay here, okay? Take a bath, but don't leave this fucking house, do you understand me?” I command of her.

“Yes, I understand,” she whispers.

I lean in and kiss her forehead. She releases her hold on me, and I stand up and turn around, gently setting her down on my chair.

“I will be back, okay?” I ask, looking over her. I know she is scared. Her whole life, she has never had someone she can trust and rely on, but now she has me, and there is nothing I won’t do for her.

She nods.

I quickly turn and make my way to the front door. I grab my jacket and open the front door, stepping out into the rain.

I slam the door behind me and lock it.

She will be safe here, I can’t say the same for fucking Chad.

He thinks he can touch what belongs to me. He fucking can’t.

I don't give a fuck who his parents are, or how much money he has, he has crossed a line that he can't come back from, and I am here to remind him what happens when he marks what is mine.

I pull up to the football field and turn off my bike, I have been going over everything inside my head.

What he said in my class that day about villains and the MMC was meant to make a point, and I didn’t take him as seriously as I should have. I was so caught up in my feelings that I didn’t see the danger moving in on Liliana.

I will never forgive myself for being the one to suggest she tutor him, I was kicking myself in the ass then, and now I am becoming consumed with guilt and shame over what has happened to her.

I promised I would protect her and that she was mine.

But Chad is trying to change that. He is trying to take her from me, and not because he loves her or can treat her better than I can, fuck no, he is doing it because he wants us to suffer.

He thinks because I am a professor that, I can’t break the fucking rules, he has no idea what I am willing to do to keep her, and he has no idea how far I will go to keep her safe and to make sure that she fucking stays mine.

Tonight will either send the perfect message and he will back the fuck off or it will just makes things worse, I am prepared for either.

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