Page 25 of Encircled in Darkness
“Not much. I’m testing the new program on her computer and I could control what she saw when she looked for me.”
“You need to tell her. We kept Elise in the dark and look what that led to. She needs to know about Cole and the genuine danger he brings.” Skid reasoned, and Devlin agreed.
“Where do I begin? Hey Amaya! I was traded to a sadist when I was seven and lived for eleven years under his brutal fists. Oh, and by the way, I executed his brother and somehow, he’s back from the dead to exact his revenge.”
“You don’t have to be an ass.” Devlin chuckled. “Tell her that someone is watching her and explain that she needs to be careful. Give her the chance to decide, butalwayshave eyes on her. Call in whoever you need to make sure she’s covered. If she’s important to you, she’s important to me.”
“I’ll be with her at night so it will only be during the day and when she’s at work.”
“She’s working for Hayden?” he asked, the disgust rolling off his tongue. “You need to nip that shit in the bud. Give her the money to take care of her sister and get her away from the bar.”
Hayden and Elise messed around for a few years and it irritated Devlin that they were still friends. He reminded me of a surfer with his bronze skin, shaggy blonde hair, and blue eyes. I didn’t mind her working there because I knew he was head over heels in love with Allie. Otherwise, I would have to kill him and the dumb fucker made me laugh.
“She likes her job and I’m not going to tell her what she can and can’t do. If she wants to work at Falcon’s, I’ll be there every night to make sure she’s safe. She’s a proud woman, and I refuse to dictate who she’s friends with or what she does. If she’s happy, I’ll support whatever she wants. She deserves to make her own decisions.”
That was the major difference between Devlin and me. He was very controlling with Elise and she loved it. But what worked for them didn’t work for everyone. I never wanted to control Amaya. I just wanted to possess her.
Heart. Mind. Body. Soul.
He shrugged and I saw from the monitor she was getting into the shower. I turned the monitors off and closed my laptop. They were discreet about what they watched and never spied on a woman, but I still didn’t want them seeing her nude.
“I’m going to check on her. You got this covered?”
“Go take care of your woman. I’ll find that son of a bitch and when I do, we can kill him again.” The excitement of death had Devlin giddy and the monster deep inside of me howling for the chase.
I slapped him on the back and rushed to my apartment. After a quick shower and another mean green to fight off the exhaustion that was pressing down on me, I went to the parking garage. Climbing into my car, I sent a text to Freddie that I was on my way. Driving the fifteen minutes to her house, I kept my eyes moving as I entered her neighborhood. Knowing he was out there and coming after my woman made me squeeze the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. I had to purge the anger out before I saw her. I never wanted her to see the monster in action, and as high-strung as I was, I couldn’t guarantee it wouldn’t happen.
I passed Freddie and he backed his van out of the driveway down the block as I pulled into her driveway. Swiftly walking to her side door, I resisted the urge to use my keys and raised my hand to knock. Before my hand connected with the door, she unlocked it from the inside.
She opened the door and I could see the hurt on her face as she turned and walked inside. I followed, confused by what had her so upset. She turned to me as I relocked the locks and with a swift motion, had her shirt and shorts off and she kneeled in front of me, her head bowed and her beautiful naked body on full display.
“Amaya?” I asked, not understanding the cold, distant attitude she was giving me.
Her soft words sounded into the room and I could feel her pain. “How can I please you, Sir?”
Those words made something inside me snap and I stomped to her, grabbing her up from the floor by her shoulders. She gasped and slapped me hard across the face. I smiled at the fire inside her and watched as she brought her hand to her mouth, her eyes growing wide as she retreated from me.
Amaya
I don’t know what made me do what I did. The pain was piercing me from the inside out and I reverted to what I knew instead of trusting James like I should. When he put his hands on me, with the anger I felt coming from him, something inside made me lash out. I wanted him to hurt like I did, but I realized that he didn’t understand my actions as soon as my hand connected with his handsome face. His predatory walk in my directions had me retreating until my back was to the living room wall.
James’s nostrils flared and his eyes flashed as he brought his body against mine. With a soft touch, he ran his hand up my arm and across my shoulder, leaving a tingle in his wake. Holding my breath, I felt his soft fingers brush against the side of my neck. With a quick movement, James had his hand wrapped around my throat and he began to apply pressure.
“Explain.” He grumbled, his voice deep. I could feel his cock growing against my naked stomach as my pussy clenched with desire.
Shaking my head, I felt the tears fall from my eyes, splashing onto his arm. He brought his nose closer to mine and repeated his order. “Explain.”
“I... I thought this was what you wanted.” I spoke against his grip and his fingers pressed firmer into my tender skin.
“What makes you think this is what I want?”
“I just assumed when you were gone this morning you would come back when you...”
Leaning in, he released the pressure on my throat and brought his lips to mine. Speaking against them. “When I what?”
“When you wanted to fuck.” I cast my eyes down and fat tears rolled down my cheeks.
He pulled back like I had slapped him again and spoke with a deadly timbre. “I will say this one more time. I. Am. Not. Him. I don’t want you just when it suits me. I don’t want to fuck you and leave. I want you every waking minute of the day. I want you to give me your heart.” I brought my eyes up to his and could see how my actions hurt him. “I want you. Is that so hard to believe?”
