Page 11 of Captivated

“No,” I say forcefully, gripping the strap of my bag tighter. Nico follows behind me, but it isn’t until I’m outside that I remember I don’t have a car anymore and need to order a rideshare.

“Shit,” I mutter under my breath.

“Where’s your car?”

Instead of answering him, I pull my phone out and open the app.

“Did you drive it here?”

“No,” I clip, annoyed that he wants me to explain myself.

“I’ll take you. Come on.”

“No.”

“Cassandra,” he says, and I pause, finally looking up at him. “You’re not taking a taxi from here alone. I’ll take you home.”

I look back down at my phone. “There’s a car five minutes away. I’ll wait.”

Growling, Nico grabs my phone from my hand and my bag from my shoulder, and starts walking towards his car.

“What the hell are you doing?” I yell after him.

“Get in the car, Cassandra.”

“I don’t need your help, Nico.”

That gets him to stop and turn back. “I’m taking you home. Get in the car."

~ Chapter 4 ~

Nico

Once again, Cassandra fucking Connelly has me under a spell and acting like a damned animal when I don’t mean to.

I wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck her against the stage after she gave me the best performance of my life just to show her what happens when she teases me like that. Then I wanted to drag her away and lock her in my apartment where no one will see her fiery side as she unravels every mystery clouded around her.

For me.Only me.

Cassie doesn’t protest again after I told her to get in the car a second time. She just huffs out a lungful of air and walks to the passenger door where she eyes me suspiciously with her arms crossed.

Goddamn it, she’s beautiful when she’s mad.

I would love to have hate sex with her. I know she’d fucking come at me like a cat with her claws bared and ready for battle, and I’d gladly sacrifice myself and come out the other side with scratches knowing she gave me everything like she had something to prove.

Then, I’d want to have makeup sex in the kitchen after feeding her, where I’d eat her for dessert before carrying her back to bed to fuck her slowly. She’d give me that little gasp she does when she’s trying to hold back and is surprised when she can’t, as she grips the sheets and moans long and low.

“What are you waiting for?” Cassie asks impatiently.

Oh, right. Jesus, I was lost there for a moment.

“Nothing,” I grumble, and she rolls her eyes.

I open the passenger door for her and she begrudgingly gets in, crossing her arms over her chest again like I wasn’t just sucking on her perfect cherry nipples ten minutes ago.

I place her bag on the seat behind me, but keep her phone in my pocket so she can’t run away when I get to her place.

“Put your address in,” I instruct, bringing up the GPS on the dash screen.

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