Page 91 of Sinning for Santa

“I made you believe that I kidnapped you to stop you from telling the cops what you saw me do, but really, you’re here because the man who sent those men to kill me, must have been watching on the cameras. He saw you there, Jaxcen. He saw how I protected you, and decided instead of coming directly for me, he’d go after you first.”

My gaze falls from his, which looks too sincere right now for me to accept what he’s saying.

He didn’t kidnap me to stop me from talking?

He did it because the man that wants him dead has decided to come after me?

“This makes no sense,” I mutter, shaking my head before my eyes lock back onto his.

“If I didn’t bring you with me, he would have killed you, little mouse. So I kidnapped you.”

“But… You were going to kill me.” I point out as heat pricks the back of my eyes. “I was so terrified you were going to take me into the bush and…”

“Yes, I know. Take you to the bush, kill you and bury your body. I remember.”

“Why would you let me think that?” I frown, shoving off him and stumbling to my feet. “Why would you deliberately try to scare me like that? It’s… mean. So horribly mean!” I cry and he curses, springing from his chair.

“Jaxcen, if I had told you what was happening you still wouldn’t have come with me.”

I scoff. “Exactly. There’s no way in hell I would have gone with a crazy psycho who shoots people point blank in a fucking church!” I scream, and his expression hardens, the monster from the church now in this room with me.

“If you hadn’t, you would have been dead by the fucking morning.” He sneers, storming towards me so I hurry backwards,nearly tripping over the coffee table. “He went to your apartment, Jaxcen. He went in armed, ready to fucking kill. If I hadn’t taken you, then you’d already be dead.”

My breath seizes in my lungs at his words, and I find it hard to speak, although I manage it just enough. “How do you know he went to my apartment?”

“When Finn and Miles went to get your things, they planted cameras. It later picked him up, armed and ready to kill before he planted his own cameras.”

My mouth drops open as my eyes burn with tears I’m working hard to keep at bay. “That’s what you and Finn were talking about yesterday. That was my apartment.”

“Yes.”

Not only did Devon’s men go inside my apartment but they planted cameras, which showed a killer coming for me.

“I have to go,” I whisper, tears finally popping free.

“Come on, love. Not this again.” Devon sighs, taking another step forward, and I take another step back, my heels hitting the wall behind me.

“No, Devon. Seriously. If you're not going to kill me then I need to go. What if that man goes after my family? After Eddie?”

“Fuck Eddie,” Devon sneers looming closer. “I’m happy for him to die.”

I don’t know why I do it. I don’t know what comes over me, but anger like I’ve never felt engulfs my entire being and I slap Devon’s face, hard.

The clap is loud in the office, and his head even whips to the side as I gasp, shocked by what I’ve done, my palm burning from the contact.

But it’s too late. I’ve gone and done it. I’ve slapped the monster, and now it’s almost as if his presence grows bigger. Wider. Taller. His already dark eyes turning black as his hand whips out to wrap around my throat, slamming me to the wall.

Chapter eighteen

Devon

Iwant to fuck her until she sees reason. Until she understands that I’m trying to protect her. And if she thinks that fucking slap will deter me, will get me to let her go to fend for herself against a fucking killer, then she’s more naive than I thought.

With a growl, I grip the back of her neck, ignoring her whimper and drag her over to my desk, swiping my hand across it to clear the papers off before shoving her face down.

“Stop! What are you doing?” she cries, but there’s no way I’m stopping. No way I’m letting her leave my fucking office without knowing how I fucking feel.

Shoving her dress up, I tear the pink lacy panties clean off her in one swift tug, while holding her in place easily with my other hand pressed between her shoulders as she tries to buck me off.

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