Page 29 of Twisted Games of Revenge

I glance toward him, and his eyes meet mine with so much desire I get momentarily lost, tempted to act on the overwhelming urge I have to sit on his lap and impale myself on his massive cock. I look away, knowing I can’t go home with him. Not tonight. “Can you drop me off at The Raven’s Nest, please.”

“You’re coming home with me, princess,” he demands, his voice rough and impatient as he kicks the engine to life.

“Sorry, not tonight. I told Sloane I would help out with a late shift. And I have a parcel waiting for me.”

I can feel his anger as he locks eyes with me, his gaze becoming intense. “What fucking parcel?”

“My reward for successfully seducing you,” I tell him, just to see what he thinks of it. I have nothing to hide from him. And I want him to know just how evil his papa is.

“I’m sure seducing involves fucking,” he snips, his attention back on the road as he weaves us through the eerie streets of the shifty part of Ravens Hollow.

“Or do we just have to look like we’re fucking.” I shrug like the smartass I am. “Looks like I’m getting paid either way,” I addjust to rub it in. I have no idea why but messing with him is just so easy when he’s already on edge.

His neck cracks with a subtle sound that always catches my attention. I am really starting to get on his nerves. But screw him, I’m not doing what he says this time, even if it’s what I crave like fucking crazy.

Without another word, he pulls the car into the parking lot of The Raven’s Nest and kills the engine. Coming round my side to let me out, he’s still trying to be a gentleman even with anger radiating off him.

“Thanks for a fun night, and my new party dress.” I smile at him sweetly.

He lets out a low growl. “I’m coming inside with you.”

As our eyes meet, I hold his gaze without flinching. “No, you’re not, Alex.”

Before I know it, his body is pressing me into his car, his fingers biting into my skin. “Don’t fuck with me, princess. I let you take a job at this place, let you have the freedom you so desperately craved. Don’t fuck with me now,” he growls, a man on the verge of losing it completely.

A surge of adrenaline rushes through me, my heart hammering in my chest, as I meet his dark, penetrating gaze. I can’t be this close to him, it’s overwhelming. My hand rests softly on his chest, feeling the heat radiating from his body as I try to soothe the restless beast. “Why don’t you try again, boss. Maybe something like, when can I see you again, baby, I had a fun night? And my response would be, tomorrow, after I move into my new apartment.”

His forehead creases. “You got your own place?” he snaps furiously. He doesn’t like it when he’s kept in the dark. Well, good, now he knows what it’s like.

Rolling my eyes, I let out a sigh of annoyance. “Try again, boss.”

He stares back at me; I can see he’s trying to get his shit under control. I almost want to smirk, but I bite the inside of my lip to stop myself. Now’s not the time, Harley. “When can I see you again, princess?” he finally asks, his voice more desperate than I expected.

I push up on to my toes and give him a quick peck on the lips for being such a good boy. Then I shove at his chest for him to release me. “I’ll call you tomorrow, when I’m ready.”

His eyes flare, but I can’t resist teasing him when he’s in this state. “I’ll pick you up at two,” he demands.

I wait for the stomp of his foot like an upset child, but he seems to be able to control that compulsion. “You don’t know where I’m moving to.”

“I’ll work it out. Be ready for me.”

“Well okay then.” I give him a little something. Can’t completely piss him off. I need him, even if I don’t want to admit it. He’s my ticket to taking down his papa. And if I’m being honest with myself, there’s a constant craving and persistent pull gnawing at me, one I know I can’t resist for much longer. Even if I know I should.

Chapter 13

Entering The Raven’s Nest,I am hit with the familiar smell of alcohol and the sight of Sloane sitting at a table with a tumbler in front of her. For a second, I think she looks sad, not like her normal tough self, but then she looks up and her normal resting bitch face falls into place, making me smile.

I’m dying to tell her everything that happened tonight and am still a little hyped up from my standoff with Alessandro. That man needs to learn that good things come to boys who wait. I know it’s cruel making him wait, but I also know when I allow him to dominate my body again, the control will shift, and I’m not ready for that. I need to keep something over him.

“Another delivery came for you. I might have to start charging you a holding fee if this keeps up.” Sloane laughs light-heartedly.

“I’ll be out of your hair tomorrow, I promise. Then whatever they want to send to me can go to my place.” I get a flutter at the thought. My very own place again. It might not be fancy like Sloane’s newly renovated apartment, but I don’t care, because it’s mine and no one can tell me what to do there.

“How did the dinner go?” she asks over her shoulder as I follow her into the back to her office. I wave at Sally as I go past.

“Surprisingly well. Well, kind of. The dinner part was uneventful, except for Ricky and Maddox being there as well. Ahh, the way they look at me kills me every time. I feel like the worst person ever.”

She gives me a sideways look. “Breakups are hard for everyone. They’ll get over it.” She opens her office door and lets us in.

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