Page 284 of Obsession

What?

“All of you?” Harris asked as his voice sounded more like a growl, “Who else is here?” he continued as his anger grew and he looked at her with so much hatred that I became afraid for her.

The others? The fourteen? Oh, fuck. I was going to have a lot of action tonight.

“Just Melissa and me,” she admitted, looking down.

Melissa, that must have been the girl who’d been giving me dirty looks on the dance floor. I didn’t bother rememberingher face, but I was sure I’d seen something strange about her, and that something was Harris’ tattoo.

“Why are you acting like this? You never cared if we knew each other. Why do you want to keep us away from her? Did you think she wouldn’t find out who we are?” the blonde asked, probably wishing she could rip my head off.

“Who you were,” Harris corrected her, “she’s nothing like you. You were all just fun, and you knew it from the beginning.”

“Oh, and what is she, I ask? Do you think just because she’s wearing a dress with a turtleneck that people don’t know she has the tattoo?”

I think I had some of her hair between my fingers and wanted to pull more of it out.

“Oh yeah, and it’s done with invisible ink,” I replied, baring my neck and showing her the non-existent tattoo.

This confused her and I wondered if she was blind as she hadn’t noticed the tattoo on his neck. The pride in me exploded, and I gently ran my fingers over Harris’ neck, right over my tattoo, grinning like a devil.

“Is that enough for your little brain to figure out what I mean to him?” I grinned wider, and I noticed a smile at the corner of Harris’ lips.

“What the fuck?” the blonde gushed, “Y-you t-t-tattooed her i-initial on your neck?” she stuttered.

He just looked at her, but his eyes said so much that I almost felt sorry for the poor creature.

From the same room from which she came, a drunken boy showed himself, who, upon seeing Harris, dropped his eyes to the floor and immediately disappeared down the hall. He had just slept with one of the demon’s possessions, and that probably meant he was going to lose his head. At least that was before, because Harris paid him no mind as he frowned angrily at thegirl, who was equally terrified for the boy who had come out of the room.

“If you touch a single hair on her head, Jennifer, you or any of your new allies, if you insult her or even show your face to her one more time, I will do what I have never done in my life or want to do, but I swear I will wipe the floor with all of you. What’s done is done, but it’s over. I have politely asked you all to get out of my life and leave me alone, just like I did. But if you don’t want it nice, we can try the second option, which I guarantee you won’t want to try,” Harris threatened so coldly that I began to shake with her.

Fuck, how angry he was. And how sexy. And how close I was to peeing my pants.

“She attacked me first,” the blonde jumped up.

I arched an eyebrow, not bothering to defend myself because Harris didn’t seem to care.

“I don’t think you heard me,” he said quietly.

Jennifer took a step back, even though he hadn’t approached her.

“Harris, we’re as much a part of this group as you are, you can’t… you can’t keep us away from all our friends,” the blonde stuttered, much more embarrassed now, and another grin spread across my face.

“Wanna bet?” Harris asked, “They’re my friends, not yours. You know them because of me.”

“Have you forgotten everything that happened between us?” she asked as his arm tightened around me.

This was a discussion I didn’t want to be a part of.

“How we made you feel,” she continued in a flattering tone.

We? He slept with several of them at once? I started to shake and wanted my hands back in her hair to finish the job.

“Jennifer,” he pronounced her name with a grin, “do you remember what I said when you first came to me?”

Her face turned serious, “yeah.”

“What?”

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