Page 10 of Lies For My Good Girl

"They didn't call. They dropped off the stuff last night." I answered, giving him the answer Xander gave me before.

"Okay, I'm happy to hear it." Matteo raises his hand and lets a thumb-slide down the side of my face where the bruise is.

"Mel, you know I'm so sorry about how everything went down last night. I was out of my mind with worry for you this morning when I-" before he can say another word, he's on the floor screaming and clutching his leg.

"You fucking limp dick piece of shit! You left my fucking Rabbit in the alley by herself!" Xander roars at him and brings down one of his free weights on Xander's knee again. After the third blow, he tosses it aside and continues to pound into Matteo's face with his fist.

"I should take your fucking life. I should rip your heart out and force-feed you that shit." He snarls.

"Oh my god! Xander, stop!" I scream and grab at the back of his tank top, stretching and tearing it, trying to get him off, Matteo. "Stop, oh god! You're going to kill him! Stop!" I yell louder and grab for his arms.

Matteo lies on the floor, bleeding and crying as he tries to raise his hands to cover his face. "I told you to fucking stay away from her, and you chose not to! You deserve this shit and so much more." He hits him again, and I swear I hear Matteo gag like he's going to throw up.

"Xander, please!" I beg, my voice screeching through the surrounding air.

Xander looks over his shoulder and sees the tears and panic on my face. His chest heaves up and down as he pulls his hand down and stops beating on Matteo. He gets off him and leans down to pick up the man who was supposed to be protecting me yesterday. "I dare you to fucking go to the cops. If you think this is bad, say one fucking word to anybody about what happened here today, and I promise not only will you die, but that little close-knit family you got in Long Island will get a visit as well. Your entire life and everyone around you will be destroyed. Say one fucking word to anyone, and I can promise you this. You understand, Matty Boy?"

"Mmmhmm." Matteo mumbles. Xander picks up Matteo's wallet and slams it into his chest before he pushes him out the door bleeding and limping away.

I push my hand into my hair and tug. I feel like I've just been on a roller coaster with no fucking safety harness.

"You okay, Rabbit?" Xander asks as he drags his stretched and torn t-shirt over his head.

"What the fuck? No! No, I'm not fucking okay! What are you doing? How could you do something like that to him?" I charge over to where he's standing and get right into his face.

"Oh, don't give me that shit. Do you still have feelings for that ass clown?"

"No, I don't have feelings for him, but you almost fucking killed him!" I yell.

"I didn't. He's nowhere near dead. He's just got the brakes beat off him. That's completely different. He'll live. He may not walk right ever again, but that's his problem."

"Xander, you can't do things like this. I need to be able to fight my own battles. You can't keep stepping in every time you think I need protecting."

He scoffs, and his eyebrows pinch together, "Why the fuck not?"

"Because I don't belong to you! You're not my boyfriend. You're my friend. I love you, but this isn't your job anymore!" I say, trying to get him to understand what I'm saying.

"So let's fix that."

"What are you talking about, Xander?"

"If that's what I have to do to make you mine in your eyes, let's fucking do it, Rabbit. " He moves closer to me and wraps a hand around my waist. He's hugged me before, but this feels different. I know for sure it is when his hand slides from my waist down to my ass, and he pulls me closer to him.

"What are you doing? What's going on."

"You're mine, Melisande. If I have to be your man to prove it, then so be it."

Sound and air get stuck in my throat as I listen to what he's saying, "You... I... We... you don't even like me like that, Xander. Don't be ridiculous."

"Don't tell me what I don't like." He growls out, and he tugs me tighter to him, letting me feel the hard-on he's sporting pressing against my stomach. "No one fucking touches you but me, Mel. You want a boyfriend. Here I am."

I try to stay strong but feeling him pressed against me has my pussy dripping wet. Holy fuck, how the hell did his happen.

"You don't want to be with me. This is a joke." I shake my head and keep my eyes closed.

He leans in and pushes my hair to the side, so he can get to my ear. I have to put my hands on his shoulder to keep myself from crumbling to his feet. My knees are so weak.

"You keep saying I don't want you. How fucking wrong you are, Rabbit. I've wanted you since before I even knew what to do with my cock. I've dreamed about the different ways I'd be able to sink my cock into those tight, pretty pussy lips. I've wanted you so bad, even hours in the shower jerking myself off did nothing to make it go away. I want you, Mel. I want you, and I'm not fucking sharing you with anyone else. You've had your fun; now you belong to me."

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