Page 66 of Beautiful Venom

I lean my back against the counter. Something must’ve hit me in the head since that initiation because I type:

Me:And how will you act on them?

Kane:Ask your sore cunt and bruised jaw. They know exactly how I react to disobedience.

Me:I forgot. Perhaps you didn’t make that much of an impression.

Kane:Or perhaps if I were to come there and touch you, I’d find you dripping wet at the thought of being used by me, Dahlia. You’re burning for it. I can see it in your eyes when you look at me.

He’s right,but he doesn’t need to know that.

Me:You’re not that special. Trust me, I’ve had better dick.

Kane:Nice try. These little games don’t work on me.

Me:No games. Just facts ;)

Kane:The only fact I know is that if I were to touch you, you’d melt in my arms. You’re a slut for my cock, wildflower.

Me:And you’re a simp for my pussy, but you don’t see me stating the obvious.

Kane:You’re just a hole I use. Nothing more.

My lips purseand I hate the slight thud behind my rib cage.

Me:No real holes were used during the making of this movie. At least, not in the past…couple of weeks. No wonder you’re not that special.

Kane:Dahlia.

Me:Yeah?

Kane:I told you not to tempt me.

Me:I’m just having a civil conversation.

Kane:You’re only civil when you’re silent. Which happens when you’re choking on my cock.

Me:You’re such a pervert.

Kane:I know. I spent the last couple of days imagining your cunt strangling my cock as you screamed and cried. I want to see your tears again.

My hand tremblesaround the phone. This…sick asshole.

Me:Hard pass. I don’t like pain.

Kane:Questionable. Anyway, come watch the game tomorrow. I’ll send you a ticket.

Me:Why would I go?

Kane:I thought you were my fan, no?

Me:Maybe I changed my mind.

Kane:It’s adorable to think you can.

Me:People change their minds all the time.

Kane:Be there.

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