Page 16 of Dark Torment

Why the fuck is she meeting with this guy now? She has been ignoring every single message in her inbox until today, so why is this one different?

It’s not like his lines are original, but maybe it’s because he’s being nice to her.

It’s fine. I said she could go on a few dates, and I would be fine with it. I will deal with it as long as he’s respectful toward her.

Deep breaths, Jonathan. You’re going to need some patience.

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I said I would be fine if she went on dates, and that I wouldn’t perform random kills because that’s how you get caught.

I fucking lied.

If this motherfucker doesn’t stop leering at her and trying to touch her, I’m going to end up killing him over the dessert menu.

I’ve shown restraint so far because Olivia hasn’t flat out denied him yet, but I can tell she’s uncomfortable. She’s not used to this type of attention.

I looked into Ben after remembering her telling Shelby that it was him who text her.

He’s her older brother and seems clean, but works alongside her piece of shit father. I know from experience that if he’s working that closely with Philip, his hands aren’t clean at all.

There’s little information about their relationship with my girl. I can’t find anything to suggest they’re a big part of her life either, so I’m willing to bet that the text message he sent her is part of what spurred this little date to begin with. I need to get close enough to get to clone her phone.

Moving my attention back to my sweet Olivia, I see red as the asshole’s hand disappears under the table. I watch as she stiffens, then shakes her head no, pushing his hand away. He laughs and leans into her, and I know I’m going to kill him.

I won’t do it right here where I want to, but he will die for touching her. I just need to plan it out first and make sure she gets home safely.

The second he moves toward her again, she stands up and shakes her head before stepping away from him. The look on his face is pure anger as he follows her through the restaurant.

If he hurts her, I will slit his throat right here, uncaring of the consequences as long as it keeps her safe.

I watch from the shadows as she leaves the restaurant with him on her heels.

“You can’t be this pissed about a little touching,” he says, exasperated, and she groans before turning back to him with fire in her eyes.

“The heck I can’t! I didn’t give you permission to touch me. I actually said no, and you were going to do it again!” she snaps at him, and my dick gets hard as the blood rushes through my veins.

She’s so fucking stunning when she’s sticking up for herself. It’s a new side to her I haven’t gotten to see in the past few days since my obsession started.

“Stop being a prude. I thought you were being coy, but you’re not. You’re being a self-righteous bitch,” he huffs, and my fists clench at my sides as I fight to not reach for my knife.

“No, I’m being a woman who stands up for herself and her body. You’re being a prick who thinks that just because I have a vagina, I should be willing to put out for you. Newsflash, that’s not the way the real world works.”

He scoffs. “I think you’re being naïve. Look, come back in and eat your dinner. We can forget any of this happened.” He gets this look in his eyes, and I know I’m going to enjoy taking his life. I won’t allow any man to look at my woman like that.

“I will make you feel really good, baby. Come on,” he pleads with her, his eyes roaming her body like he’s going to fuck her into next week, when my guess is he won’t even last two minutes.

He looks like the type to only care about his pleasure, and from what I’ve seen of his self-control, she’d never be satisfied.

“No, thank you. I’m calling a ride,” she states, and he shakes his head, growling before moving toward her and grabbing onto her arm once she’s typed out a message to, I assume, Shelby.

Nope, fuck that.

“Excuse me,” I say, stepping out of the shadows once I clear my face of all emotion.

Olivia looks at me, blinking a few times before recognition dawns on her, and her eyes widen.

“Who the fuck are you? This is a private discussion.” He doesn’t take his eyes off of her, but I see the confusion on her face before she scowls at him.

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