Page 115 of Sinful Sacrifice

Our breathing matches exhale by exhale as I stare down at the most beautiful woman in this world. That belief hasn’t changed since the first time I saw her and chased her down.

I’ve murdered for her.

Spilled my secrets.

Fucked.

Loved.

Now, I’ve killed that with the flick of my signature.

Since her height is nowhere near mine, I dip my head so our faces are level.

“Warning me? Or what?” She rises on her tiptoes to better square off with me.

“Let me explain.” I work my jaw, clenching my teeth so hard that I’m surprised my face doesn’t fracture.

“Fuck you,” she spits. “And I want the GPS you planted, without my permission, removed from my car right fucking now.”

Instead of answering her, I fixate on her lips.

Wanting to attack them with my mouth.

Suck on the corner like she used to love.

Her smacking my shoulder snaps me back into reality.

“Not happening.” I’d allow someone to skin me alive before I stopped watching her every move.

She attempts to shove my chest, but I don’t flinch.

“Fine. I’ll sell my car or gift it to my cousin for your nuptial gift.”

I inch my hand back and slam it against the wall. “Watch your mouth.”

This demented heart of mine corrodes more when I think about the engagement.

“Why?” she taunts. “Does the truth hurt?”

I glare down at her.

“Who should I bring as my date to your wedding?” She taps the edge of her mouth with her purple nails. “You know what they say? Weddings are the best places to find one-night stands.”

My sweet dancer must’ve forgotten who I am if she thinks that’ll happen.

“Stop while you’re ahead, Pippa,” I bite out.

“Maybe he’ll fuck me better than you did.”

I’ve let her talk her shit, but now, that’s over.

It’s time I set her straight.

“He had no choice, Pippa,” someone says behind me instead.

I separate from her to find Antonio entering the living room—a reminder that we created this scene in his home.

Pippa moves around me, staring at Antonio, wide-eyed. “Everyone has choices.” A long breath leaves her. “You men love to convince us otherwise. I didn’t leave this life because I was stupid. I left it because of this, because I’m smart.”

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