Page 13 of Be a Good Girl and Choke on this D*ck
Pipe: Halloween party next week! What are you dressing up as?
Me: What are you talking about?
Bubbles float across the screen, disappearing before popping up again.
Pipe: He’s throwing a big party to show you off and claim you. Didn’t he tell you?
Me: No. And I don’t care. I’m not going. Showering now.
Shutting down the device before she can call me, I rip off the lingerie that I loved only yesterday and storm into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind me. He may have cameras in here, but I don’t care.
Turning on the water as hot as I can stand it, I wait until it’s steamy before stepping under the spray. The tears flow quickly, and the sobbing wracks my body so violently that I sit on the floor to avoid falling over and crashing through the glass door. My heart screams for mercy because I had convinced myself that a life withhimcould work out. We could be something special, and I would be important to him.
Everything is bleak now. All the hopes and dreams of a happy future flood away, and all that’s left is loneliness.
I mutter to myself, “Come on, Hael, get your shit together,” hoping to pull myself out of this stupid funk. I was just fine before my stalker appeared, and I’ll be just as fine once he’s gone. As soon as he realizes I’ve caught on to his plan and mean nothing to my father, he’ll leave me alone, and I can return to my life.
CHAPTER 8
Dark
I’m fucking livid. Yesterday, Hael tested my boundaries, today she’s being a fucking brat, and when I pick her up and bring her sexy little ass home, she’s going to pay the price. That sexy ass has a date with my hand, and I’ll ensure she understands that ignoring me is not something I’ll tolerate.
Her behavior confuses me. We had a fantastic time the night before, and since it’s nearly dark out, she’s eaten each meal I had delivered for her. Whatever the problem is, it’s irrelevant, though. The minute her head hits that pillow, I’ll be collecting her.
After watching her storm around all day, rage-cleaning, I now suspect she overheard Leonard when he stepped into my office while I thought she was asleep. What started out as revenge quickly turned intofull-blown obsession once I’d begun watching my lovely prize.
Austin River has no idea the lengths I’ve gone to in order to secure his daughter as my future wife, and it’s unlikely he ever will, since he hasn’t been in contact with his only child in months. Hael has been busy with school and Piper, and trying to figure out who I am. But I’ve seen the phone records, I’ve been inside her email, he’s not tried to make contact once, and he’s ignoredherattempts.
Revenge is no longer a blip on my radar, but Hael won’t know that. She only believes she’s a pawn in a sick game between the two men in her life. She’s not a pawn for me; she’s my queen, and after doling out her punishment and correcting her behavior, I’ll then explain everything. How we came to cross paths, and how her father stole the woman I thought I had loved. My feelings for Hael’s mother weren’t even a tenth of those for the young woman on my screen.
Thinking about the emotions they both elicited in me, I realize I was fond of her mother, cared for her, and wanted to give her a good life, but with Hael, I’m a man obsessed. I need to own Hael and every thought and emotion she has. The possessive feelings continue to fester and grow with every breath I take.
Owning Hael isn’t just my goal; she’s my endgame.There is no future for me without Hael in it. Never in my wildest adolescent dreams did I imagine falling for a woman half my age, but here I am, living it.
“Soon, sweet pea, you’ll be begging Daddy to lock you away and fuck you until you can’t breathe.” Stroking a finger along the screen of my tablet as she strips out of her clothes, hesitating before grabbing the lingerie I purchased her, all kinds of wicked promises float through my head.
Starting with knocking her up and attaching my last name to her first. It’s a dream I’ve had since setting my plan in motion all those months ago. The contracts I’ve secured have not just been about cutting her father out of the business, but ensuring her future and that of our children as well. I don’t want my wife ever to be concerned about the future or how she’ll take care of our family if something were to happen to me.
Hael crawls into bed, and it’s finally my time to collect her.
Grabbing the other mask off my dresser, I slip into my sweater, zipping it up, and head out to the garage. Ignoring Leonard on my way out when he tries to stop me.
Regret boils my blood because the man has been a pain in the ass all fucking day. Wanting me to take meetings, forcing me to answer calls, and beggingme to check my damn email. What I should have done was sent him back home and waited to bring him to Nevada until after I’d spent a few weeks between my obsession’s legs.
Sliding behind the wheel of my sleek black Land Rover, the garage door lifts with the click of a button, and I back out in no time. Cruising down the long driveway, the gates open as they detect my approach. The drive to Hael’s doesn’t take too long since I bypass The Strip and other busy causeways.
Her street is quiet as I slow down, passing houses with porch lights on and TVs glaring a reflection in the front windows. Hael’s outside light is on as well, but the rest of her home is dark. Indicating what I already knew. My girl is fast asleep.
Driving around back and into the alley, I park at an angle that’ll allow me to slip her motionless body into the backseat without notice. Placing the mask on, I pull up my sweater’s hood and quietly exit the vehicle. I had previously disabled the back light so it wouldn’t alert my entrance to her backyard.
Taking the key from my pocket, I stealthily slip into her home and grab her suitcase from the storage closet by the kitchen pantry. I head for her room, collecting a few of her favorite things from around the house, and once I’ve secured everything I believe she’llwant, I place the suitcase at the back door before making my way back to retrieve her.
She sleeps with the blankets wrapped up to her chin, one foot poking out, and her hands tucked up under her head. She’s so peaceful like this—hair a mess around her head and appearing innocent.
Reaching forward, I grip the covering and slowly reveal her naked body. Normally, when I’m here, she’s at least wearing an oversized shirt. Despite her anger towards me, she put on the seafoam green negligee as I requested.
Her finger and toenails are even painted a matching color, and she has in a set of diamond earrings, too. For someone who spent the day angry, she sure went to a lot of trouble to look good for me in case tonight was the night I came for her.
