Page 50 of Tormented Kings

The rest of the day goes by well. For the most part, I can’t get the guys out of my head. But I’m still able to focus on my classwork and get it done.

It’s the end of the day, and I’m on my way out to meet the girls for a night of watching movies when Collin comes out of his office.

My heart beats a little bit faster as our eyes lock. I smile, unable to hold it back. The corner of his lip twitches and the way he looks at me has me reminding myself there are students around.

He clears his throat as if he realized that, too. “Ms. Evans. Could I speak with you for a moment, please?”

My eyes widen slightly, and I nod. “Yeah, of course.”

Nerves hit me hard as I step into his office. Is this good or bad? Knowing my luck as of late, probably bad.

Collin closes the door behind him, and the moment it’s shut, I’m pushed up against it, Collin’s body pressing against mine. His lips are on mine in an instant, moving frantically against oneanother. I whimper, grabbing onto his shirt and clinging to him as he deepens the kiss.

My head spins, my body hums, and all I want is for him to bend me over his desk and fuck me. Once isn’t enough with this man. I need more. I have to have more.

“Fuck.” He rips his mouth off mine, eyes wild, chest heaving. “As much as I want to bury my cock deep inside you right now, we need to talk first.”

My breathing is labored as I blink out of the brain fog. “That’s what every girl loves to hear.” I laugh awkwardly.

“This is not a breakup conversation,” he promises in earnest. “Trust me, Sadie, there’s no getting rid of me. Even if I die, I'll haunt your sexy ass.”

I huff out a laugh. “Good to know. But you don’t sound like you have good news.”

He takes a step back, a very noticeable bulge in his pants as he blows out a heavy breath, running a hand through his raven hair. “Because it’s not. When it comes to my father, it never is.”

“Oh.” And just like that, the happy little bubble I’ve been in all day pops. “Is it bad?”

He looks at me with a grave look. “Yeah, it’s bad.”

Worrying my lip, I take a seat at the chair in front of his desk as he perches on the edge of it, facing me.

“After I dropped you off the other day, I got a call from my father. Long story short, he asked me to meet with him. Threatened you if I didn’t. So I went. I met up with him in a sketchy parking garage, where he proceeded to tell me that if I don’t marry Connie on February twenty-fourth, all hell will break loose. Also, I’m to stay away from you outside school or family friendly functions. If he finds out I’m still seeing you, he’s going to make sure I pay by using you against me.”

He’s snarling by the time he’s done, and I feel like I’m going to be sick.

“What does this mean?” I whisper, not sure if I even want to know.

“For us? Nothing. You are mine, Sadie. I’m not marrying that woman. The only woman that will be wearing my ring is you. The only woman who will have my babies is you.”

“But if you stay with me, nothing good will come of it.”

Just when I think life is finally giving me a break, it pulls the rug out from under my feet.

“He won’t know we’re together. It’s going to be hard, but we’ll have to keep our distance until he’s dealt with.”

My eyes start to water. “So what, I don’t get to see you anymore?” my voice cracks as I try to hold myself together.

He moves to crouch down in front of me. “I will do everything in my power to see you as much as I can. We'll have to be creative to find ways to see each other. Weekly counseling meetings where no one has to know what is actually happening here. And your mom comes over all the time, you can just start coming over with her. It’s not going to be too different from how things have been. We’ve been keeping things professional at school already, we just won’t be able to go out and have public outings like we did the other day.”

By professional, if he means fucking me in the closet at school, then sure, yeah, totally professional.

“I don’t want you to be my dirty little secret,” I whisper, closing my eyes to combat the wave of water that is stinging my eyes. “I knew being with all of you wouldn’t be easy. But I can’t even hug you, kiss you, or just be with you when I want?”

“Would it be easier to postpone things between us and the other two until everything is figured out?” he asks, voice filled with a vulnerability I’m not used to from him.

Panic fills me at his words, and my eyes snap open. “What? No.” I shake my head. “I don’t want to pause anything. I don’t think I could stay away from all of you for that long. And the ideaof seeing everyone every day and not being able to be with you sounds like a fucking nightmare.” But isn’t that what it’s going to be like with Collin now? “Is that what you want? To take a step back until your father isn’t an issue anymore?” I ask, the sadness clear in my words now.

“Fuck no!” he growls. “I've been waiting long enough to make you mine, Sadie. I’m not denying myself any longer. I just want to do what's best for you. If you wanted to, then I’d respect your wishes, but I sure as fuck wouldn’t like it.”

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