Page 28 of Bells

His words still brought nightmares to my sleep.

Telling me I was going to die.

We all died at some point. I knew guys like Asylum. They liked to scare girls. Threaten us with things like death and pain. I was too used to that stuff, so it wouldn’t work on me. At least that’s what I kept telling myself.

He’d been wrong about Everett though. While I knew falling in love with him was a bad idea, I also found it to be good because he’d promised me Church. His son. He promised I’d get to keep him if I kept quiet and did what I was told. That I’d have both him and Church. The idea of having two of the underground’s most powerful men did something to me. I wanted it. I wanted to rule and hurt people like they hurt me.

I could do that. I could hang onto Sin and play my games with him if it meant I’d get Everett and Church in the end.

The prize was worth it.

Dante Church reminded me of his father in so many ways. Handsome. Muscular. Strong. Powerful. Rich. He was feared.

I loved that. He even scared me.

“If you can break him down, he’s yours. Bring him to me. For our kingdom, my sweet, beautiful princess.”

Everett’s words rushed through my mind as I thought back to the night just months ago when he’d fucked me in his office. It wasn’t the first time he’d been in my ass, but it was the first time he’d stayed to hold me after. To make promises to me. To tell me secrets. Dante was fighting his responsibilities in Everett’s organization. He was disappointing Everett. If I could get him to fall in line, I’d win.

I liked winning. I was banished from Everett until I returned with Church on our side.

“That was good,” I murmured, kissing along Sin’s chest as I lay next to him in his bed that night. He’d started letting me stay over more.

“Yeah it was,” he answered, giving me a squeeze.

“I’m really thirsty,” I continued, reaching down and stroking his cock. The thing about Sin was he was quick to bounce back. I appreciated that about him.

“You won’t get anything from there,” he said, laughing softly. “You’ve drained me, Bells.”

I smiled. Sin was good with his cock. I’d give him that.

“Then I guess I’ll just have to go get something from the kitchen,” I said, going up and kissing his lips.

I made to break away from him, but he was quick to drag me back and deepen the kiss. I fell into it, finding it nice. The way Sin kissed was something truly amazing. He was just rough enough to hurt, but so fierce you knew you couldn’t fight him and win.

All in all, he was pretty perfect at it.

The best kisser I’d ever encountered.

Not that I had a lot to compare it to. Most of my encounters didn’t involve kissing.

“I’ll get it,” he said against my lips.

“Nonsense. You did all the hard work tonight. Let me.” I nipped at his bottom lip, making him chuckle softly and release me.

Quickly, I got to my feet and tugged on my robe that I’d brought in my overnight bag and left the room and went to the kitchen.

I dug around in the fridge until I unearthed two bottles of water. When I turned, I came face to face with Church.

A gasp of surprise left my lips as I stared at him through the dim overhead sink light.

“Hey,” I managed to say.

“Hey.” His face remained expressionless as he stared at me.

“Um, I just came out to get some water.”

“Clearly,” he answered.

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