Page 166 of Boys Who Taint

She was supposed to be mine.

Mine and mine alone.

Mine.

MINE.

“Youfuckedher?” My voice cracks as I home in on Apollo. “Without me?”

I storm at him, and Aspen retracts the knife, slicing through the ropes, right before I punch Apollo in the face.

“You fucking bastard!” I yell.

He takes it without fighting back.

“I didn’t fuck her. She sucked me off and I ate her out.”

He ate her out. Without my fucking permission. Without my fucking presence.

“I trusted you!” I punch him in the face so hard it makes his nose bleed.

“Not the fucking nose,” Apollo grunts.

Aspen grabs Grey and pulls him out of the chair. “Run!”

I briefly turn my head to watch her dart off, into the woods, out of my sight … out of my fucking life.

Maybe forever.

Finally.

I suck in a breath and scream. “FUCK!”

I don’t know if I’m screaming at him or at the world, but I’m so fucking done I don’t care anymore.

“You’re not the only one who craves something they shouldn’t fucking have,” he says, wiping the blood from his nose and lip. “You always thought you were the only one, and that’s your fucking weakness …” He snorts. “You don’t know the things I’d do for a woman like her.”

“Fuck you!” I yell, picking up her sliced-up dress and chucking it right at him. “Just fuck you!”

“I mean it. I’m smitten, man.”

“Why her?” I growl.

“You know why. She’s … so fucking fiery and perfect,” he says. “And you would never have gotten this far if it wasn’t for me.”

“Fuck you, I would’ve killed that fucker—”

“And then she would never have let you do what you just did,” he says.

My eyes narrow.

“He is the leverage we need,” he adds.

And I fucking hate that he’s right.

“Believe it or not, whether you like it or don’t … you need me.” He clears his throat. “And even though you just punched me—twice—I’m still willing to work this out as men.”

“Men…” I mutter, laughing as I turn around so that I don’t have to look at him. “We’re not fucking men … we’re monsters.”

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