Page 31 of The Den of Sin
My eyes locked on my handprint marking his cheek, and instantly, regret hit me. This wasn’t me. I didn’t scream and yell at people; I didn’t hit people. I didn’t like to see people hurt, and I’d just hit him. I had never hit a person in my life.
I knew he deserved worse, and I should want nothing to do with him. Yes, my stupid body, heart, and soul craved him, but he was all wrong for me.
“I’m sorry for hitting you.” I was fully aware of the irony. He destroyed my relationship with Ryan, he took my virginity, used me for his pitiful revenge, and I was the one apologizing. “But you deserved it.” I took a deep breath and stepped backwards, needing more space between us. I was relieved to see he didn’t follow. “I swear, Vasili. You are bringing out the worst in me. This is not me. I’ve never hit a person in my life. I’ve never raised my voice at people and here you had me screaming twice in a single day.“
Still nothing. Just those pale eyes watching me.
I pushed my hands through my hair, at a loss as to where this one-sided conversation was even going. As quickly as my anger rose, it also evaporated leaving in its wake resignation. “What do you want, Vasili?” I ended up asking.
“You.” Clear, concise answer, yet he couldn’t have uttered more confusing words. “I want you in my bed.”
I stared at him like he was a two headed snake. I couldn’t do this. Not again. My body might have wanted the insufferable man, but my heart and mind would never survive him.
My heart might have fluttered at his words, it might have beat for him, and my blood might have hummed withhell yeah, let’s do it,but my brain heeded the warnings. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.
What was Vasili’s end game? There was purpose to everything he did.
“You already had me. Remember? You took me and then left me without a backwards glance. You took my body,” I pointed out what we both knew.You stole my heart, I thought silently, the admission closed in my soul. “-then you spat me out without an ounce of remorse. What more do you want?“ I thought I saw him flinch but I must have been wrong.
I shouldn’t want him.Irefuseto want him,I whispered to myself
“I need more.” I shook my head in disbelief or maybe it was to convince myself I didn’t want him. But it was hard to ignore this fire that he ignited within me, burning everything in its wake. Even my two-year relationship with Ryan. “I need to fuck you hard, feel your pussy milk my cock, taste your juices, hear your moans, feel your mouth around my cock. I want more.”
A strangled laugh escaped me. “You need to fuck me? Unbelievable!” I huffed. “Are you fucking nuts?”
“Possibly.”
“And what about me?” I had no idea where those words came from.
“I’ll make it good for you. You didn’t complain last time.”
I wanted to slap him again. Instead, I gawked at him in shock. Maybe my mouth dropped too, I wasn't sure, but one thing I was sure of… Vasili had lost his mind.
“You can’t make it good for me again, you son of a bitch.I… DON’T… WANT… YOU!” I spat, while my hands trembled from anger. He would be my downfall. Just like his father was my mother’s downfall. I should know better.
“Yes, you do.” The nerve in this man!
And suddenly, I was just done. Done with Vasili. Done with Ryan. Done with everything. I took a step back from him and shook my head.
“No, I don’t,” I said quietly, shaking my head. “I might lust after you but Ido notwantyou.” I emphasized the words. “There is a big difference. You should learn it.”
“We can start with lust,” he reasoned. “We’ll relieve our desire.”
“I think you are right,” I murmured, and for a brief second, I saw a glimpse of victory cross his face, but he misunderstood it completely. “You are crazy. The answer is no, Vasili. You cannot have me.”
He advanced, leaning over me, the scent of his woodsy cologne invading my lungs. But I refused to cower, to show him he impacted me at all. I would hold my ground against him.
“You can lie to yourself, Isabella. But you want me.” His hot breath burned against the sensitive spot on my neck. “Ryan never had you, not the way I did. Your pussy is mine. It has always been mine. Your body is mine. You are mine. And if that ex-boyfriend ever thinks about getting close to you again, I’ll shred him to pieces.”
”That’s your answer to everything, isn’t it? Destroy whatever gets in your way.” I pushed away from him, glaring at his smirk infested face. “Don’t you fucking dare touch Ryan.”
His laugh was mocking and cruel. “You know that wasn’t his first affair, right?” Somehow, I wasn’t surprised, but it still sucked to hear it said out loud. “And still, you worry about him.”
“You are such an asshole. Does it make you feel better to rub that in my face? Do you think saying that will make me want you?” I laughed derisively. “At least he has a heart. At least he knows when to apologize.”
“He will never have you again, malyshka. You are fucking mine, and the sooner you come to terms with it, the sooner we both get relief.”
“Just pull that gun you’ve got under your jacket and shoot me, Vasili,” I challenged him with the fake bravado. “That’s the only wayI’llget relief,” I sneered.
