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“What now?” I ask, trying to make sense of what happened.

We hated each other thirty minutes ago, and I’m pretty sure we still do. But we also fucked like two sex crazed animals who couldn’t get enough of each other, so there’s no way things can go back to what they were.

…Right?

It starts to rain just as he laughs, the raucous chuckles tinged with anger and not comforting me at all.

“What now?” He repeats back mockingly.

“Yes,” I say, tipping my chin up towards him as he steps up to me. “What now?” I repeat, working to keep my voice strong.

“Now, I continue hating you like I always have. Did you think this would change anything?” He asks, his voice derisive. It feels so at odds with the fact that I can feel his cum running down my thigh. He takes a step towards me and sneers, “I needed to get my dick wet and you just happened to be the first available hole standing in front of me.”

“You’re lying,” I say, and my voice trembles slightly. I wish I could have hidden that weakness from him, but it gives way beneath his cruel words.

I don’t believe him. There’s no way he could say all those things while we were having sex and then immediately backtrack the minute he took his dick out of me.

No one can be that cruel.

“You’ll find out just how much I’m telling the truth when you see me fucking the next girl I find at a party.”

The raindrops mask my tears as I shoulder past him and run out of the alley away from me.

He once told me he was the only one who could hurt me, and he’s always,alwaysdelivered on that promise.

I don’t know why I keep letting it surprise me.

Chapter 25

Phoenix

I’ve lost my ever-loving mind.

Actually, I lost it so many separate times over the past thirty minutes that I’m not sure I can point specifically to where or when I lost it for good exactly.

Was it when I saw that picture Rogue sent me?

Discovering Sixtine still in that fucker’s arms when I arrived at Baroque twenty minutes later?

When she threatened to make me watch as another man fucked her?

I growl at the thought, anger burning in my chest. That was definitely what tipped me over, but then I kept falling.

When I’d finally licked her sweet pussy and sucked her pert clit into my mouth.

When I slid all the way home into her wet heat and almost passed out at how tightly she gripped me.

The way she muttered and cursed in French like me fucking her made her forget how to speak English.

How she moanedmyname as she broke apart around me. How she kept coming, sucking me deeper inside her and drawing my own orgasm out of me.

Like I said, I lost my mind.

More importantly, I lost control.

I know I’ll be replaying every part of those moments together for a long time, likely every time I close my eyes.

Because I should never have let it get this far.

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