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She’s wearing gray sweatpants and a white tank top, her hair a mess around her shoulders. It looks like she hardly slept last night, and yet, she’s still the most irresistible girl I’ve ever laid eyes on. All I’d have to do is tug on that low neckline, and her bouncy little tit would pop out. That pretty pink nipple wouldbegfor my tongue. I know it would.

“Iknowyou’re capable of it,” she answers.

Smart girl. Of course, she knows. The Sacred Sons have a duty to protect the Burning Crown at all costs, and that’s no secret within our very tight-knit community. It’s an unpleasant reality, but necessary.

“So what does it matter, then?” I ask with a smirk. “You know what I am, Wyn, and yet, none of that seemed to matter when my cock was buried inside you…”

With one more step, I have her hemmed in. Her flowery scent surrounds me, and I find myself pulling in a deep breath. My cock swells, and my balls grow heavy. If talking doesn’t help, then I can always fuck the fear away…

“You’re so fucking evil…” she says, her voice trembling. “I’ve always known it, but somehow I allowed myself to forget…”

I lower my head, and brush my lips across her flushed cheek. She stiffens. “Then let me help you forget all over again…” I whisper.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Wyn

I’ve never been soterrified in my life. I wasn’t lying when I said I know Lucas is evil. I’ve always known it. But what makes him dangerous are those ocean blue eyes, and his ability to fuck every last ounce of sense out of my brain…

And I know what I saw on that video. Watching him shove that person so effortlessly in front of that train, then just…walk away, made my stomach churn. I knew he was cold, but that’spsychopathcold. He thought that was Gabriel—his own cousin. Someone hesaid he loved.

His lips brush against my cheek, and I turn my head away. It doesn’t help. He has me completely trapped. The French doors are behind me, and I’m pressed against one of them, but it’s covered by the curtains.

“You need to leave,” I say again, my mind scrambling. “Alexis is coming over to check on me.”

The vibration of his deep laugh echoes through me. “Good, then she can watch…”

My mind is working a mile a minute, trying to think of a way out of this. But he’s so much stronger than me, and there’sno way I could push him off, or even set him off balance. Well, unless…

Sucking in a deep breath, I lift my knee and bury it in his crotch, while at the same time, pushing him off me. Doubling over, he cups his balls with a guttural moan. I use the distraction to turn around, unlock the French doors, and escape out onto the balcony.

My apartment is on the ground floor, but my building is on a hillside, so there’s an eight-foot drop beneath my balcony. I rush to the railing, and look down, which is the worst possible thing I could do. In the dark, that eight-foot drop might as well be fifty. Is this myonlyoption? As I’m considering that, Lucas stumbles out onto the balcony.

Welp, thinking is over. Driven by pure instinct, I lift one leg over the railing. As I fling myself over, my right-hand grips the wood, and I hang on for a second, which is what saves me, I think. Because when I let go, I fall straight down and into the shrubs that surround the building.

“Ow! Shit,” I curse under my breath. Sticks and twigs dig into my skin painfully as I detangle myself from the bush, and stumble out onto the narrow lawn. Glancing up, I see Lucas peering over at me, his hands white-knuckling the railing, and he looks pissed.

Barefoot, no bra, and in myfucking pajamas, I take off running. I pray he decidesnotto follow me, but when I glance back, I see him hop off the balcony with ease, landing smoothly on the lawn, just missing the bushes.

Shit. Fuck.

Adrenaline pumps through my veins as my legs move beneath me, carrying me across the lawn to a nearby beach. It’s late, so I pray there are people around. Maybe seeing other people around will be enough to get him to back off.

I run as fast as I can, and still, I can hear Lucas quickly gaining on me. Crossing the main road, and pick my way past the bramble that separates the road from a parking lot. Just beyond that is a beach, and I can already see a bonfire burning in the distance, so I know people are nearby—that’s what spurs me on, and gives me new energy.

I dart across the small parking lot with Lucas literally on my heels. I can hear his heavy breaths, and practically feel his large hands reaching out for me.

The bonfire is dancing in the middle of the beach, halfway to the water. Red-orange flames lick the night sky as ExU students dance around it, drinking, and laughing. Singing. There’s always a party happening in Malibu. Even on a random weekday night.

I rush toward the group, opening my mouth to scream, but I’m breathing so hard that the sound is caught in my throat. Still, people see me running up, and it catches their attention…

I stop to catch my breath, the heat from the fire burning my skin. “Help me, please,” I choke out as Lucas catches up with me. “This…guy is chasing me.”

Am I delusional enough to think these people don’t know who Lucas West is? Dare I hope? Yeah, that hope evaporates when everyone’s eyes collectively slide to Lucas, then widen in shock. Of course, they know who he is. Everyone in this town does.

Lucas reaches out, and grabs me, pulling me against him. My breasts are crushed against his chest as he dips his head to whisper directly in my ear, “Did you really think you could run from me, baby?”

I whimper, my whole body trembling. “H-help me,” I call out to the people surrounding us. “Please. Someone call the police.”

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