Page 16 of All's Fair in Love & Chaos
“Let me go, or I’ll kill you.”
An amused smile curves at my lips. “Is that what your plan was all along, baby? To kill me?”
“Eventually. First, I was going to torture you slowly until I pushed you to the point you were begging to meet your maker.” I stare into the endless depths of her irises, searching for the lie and coming up short. She’s serious.
“Ahh. Sorry to have thwarted your plans, sweetheart. I take it you’re not in the mood to tell me why.”
“I hate you. That enough of a reason for you?”
“Not even slightly.” With one last squeeze of her hips, I move fast, wrenching her arms behind her back and pushing heragainst the wall, her back to my front. “You’re good, baby, but I’m better. I’m happy to practice with you if you want.”
“Fuck you, Camden!”
“I believe the word you’re looking for is ‘me.’ Fuckme, Camden.”
“In your fucking dreams, you evil, sick prick!”
“Oh, baby, trust me, I’ll be dreaming about it until the day I die. And the next time you want to touch my cock, all you have to do is ask.”
Saige puts up a fight, screaming so loud it could wake the dead, but I eventually get her back in the bed and cuffed when there’s a knock on my door.
“You gonna be stupid and tell me not to move again?” she quips. I give her a lethal stare that she returns just as good. Fuck, this woman is gonna be the death of me. I move toward the door, opening it slightly and coming face-to-face with Sin, his arms crossed at his chest, giving me a look of concern.
“Just checkin’ on you.”
“We’re good.”
“You sure about that? ’Cause the screams and banging around are kinda making it seem like maybe you aren’t.”
I look back at the demon sitting in my bed, jerking on the cuffs, causing herself more harm, and pissing me off further in the process. When I look back at Sin, he’s leaning forward, his eyes wide as he gets his first glimpse of her in my bed.
“Do we need a priest?”
“A what?”
“A priest. For an exorcism.”
“I don’t need a fucking exorcism, you asshole! I need to be freed!” she screams like a banshee, pulling at the cuffs and shaking her head violently from side to side.
“Jesus, you got your hands full with that one. What the fuck did you do to her?”
“Nothing, she’s been feral since I met her. Got any tips for getting her to talk?”
“Nope. Just wanted to make sure you two were good. Sounded like someone was dying.”
“I’ve got it under control. We’ll meet tomorrow and get a plan together for how to move forward.”
“Sounds good, Prez. Don’t let her kill you in your sleep.”
I close the door on Sin and flick the lock, turning to face Saige as she’s blowing her bangs out of her face.
“Is all this really necessary?” I ask, annoyed and equally proud of her fight.
“Camden, you literally have me handcuffed to your fucking bed, you tell me.”
“Saige, every time you have use of your hands, you attack me. I’m a reasonable man, talk to me.”
“Talk to you? What the hell do you want to discuss?”
