Page 49 of Villainous
“What? By killing her?”
“No, I’m going to hire a lawyer.”
“I don’t ha—”
“I’ll pay for it.”
“Than—”
“You don’t have to thank me. Be mine.”
Her eyes snag onto the marble floor, and she glances back at me. “No.”
I grip her chin, and she wants to pull away, but she doesn’t. I crave this woman so much that I’m going out of my mind.
“You can only fight what you feel about me for so long,” I whisper in her ear, and I nip the lobe. “You know how I am. You know if I want something, I won’t allow anyone to get in my way.” I kiss her cheekbone, her jaw, her chin.
She lets out a soft moan. “Please, Villainous. You’re not playing fair.”
“I never do.” I place both of my palms onto each side of her face, and I brush my rock-hard dick onto her stomach. She bites her lip, and her cheeks flush. I stare at the thin fabric of her shirt. Her nipples are hard and begging for me to take them in my mouth.
“Fuck me, please. I need yo—”
“Come on, Da. We’re already on the second episode ofBen 10, and I don’t want you to miss it,” AJ says, barging in. His eyes snap onto us, and Maya takes a step back.
“Yeah. Okay. I’ll be there in a few seconds.”
“Okay,” he says, smiling.
I lean down and whisper in Maya’s ear. “This isn’t over.”
And I leave her standing in the living room.
Maya
“Do your parents know you’re here?” I ask Wyatt as we sit around the dinner table. I haven’t seen him since he was twelve years old. Now, he looks like a mixture of boy and man with his kind green eyes and his light brown skin.
I avoid looking at Villainous because I know if I meet his eyes, then I might cave in and want to get back together. I crave every fiber of this man, but I don’t trust him any more than I can throw him. And the only reason why he wants to be with me is because of AJ. If he hadn’t found out about him and if I didn’t give him a valid excuse, I would still be his captive. I can’t believe I still want him. When he apologized to me for hurting me, my heart melted, but I can’t allow him to get inside of my head. I can’t fall for his bullshit anymore. Once this court case is over with, I’m going to find a place to live in New York City. I might like the Big Apple, and I’m not going to keep AJ from his father—that would be too cruel, and despite Villainous’s and my differences, we can co-parent together.
“Yes. Aunt Harley knows I’m here,” he says through tight lips.
I nod as he takes a huge bite into his pizza, smearing tomato sauce at the corner of his mouth.
“You can stay as long as you need,” Villainous answers.
I can feel Villainous’s eyes boring into me, wanting me to look at him, but I refuse to look, to give him one ounce of acknowledgment that I’m affected by him. My blood spikes in my veins, and my heart thunders in my chest.
“Thank you. I’ve never been to the Big Apple before. Can we go tomorrow and explore the city?” Wyatt asks, washing down his pizza with orange soda.
Finally, I look up, and the air in the room leaves as my eyes snag onto Villainous. There is a deep sorrow and yearning in them. If I continue to stare at him, then I’m going to cave, and I need to be strong for the sake of my well-being…but my gaze is drawn to his mouth, which is in his default pout.
My cheeks flush. “Tomorrow,” I state, not taking my eyes off his.
Villainous holds my gaze. “I’m taking AJ to meet Devious.”
Anger courses through my veins, and I want to tell him no, but I don’t. After all, AJ is his son, and Devious is his uncle. I inhale deeply, and the air burns my lungs. “Of course.”
“Ma and Da, what’s wrong?” AJ asks before taking a gulp of his apple juice and a bite into his sausage pizza.
