Page 109 of Tantalizing Kings

Chapter 28

Grayson

She hardly looked atme the rest of the night. After she blew up at me and walked out of the study, she found her mom and helped set the table.

My eyes have been on her the whole night, even if she doesn’t know it.

I fucked up, I know it. While I hate that she’s mad at me and I lost trust with her, I don’t regret what I did. I know I should, but I’m selfish when it comes to her.

I’d never deliberately hurt her, and I’ll do my damnedest not to. But this whole situation is fucked up.

Yes, I knew about her mom dating my dad. At first, my fucked up mind was excited about it because even though I’d never be with Sadie like I wanted to, I’d still get to have her in my life in some way. I’d get to see her at family events, even if it would hurt to see her with a husband and kids.

Only, that didn’t go exactly how I thought it would. My obsession with Sadie started to grow more when I wasn’t able to see her every day after we switched buildings and she stayed behind in the High School.

So, the only way I could think of was to set up cameras, to give me the chance to just see her face and settle the craving within.

One day when I checked the cameras, I found her laying on her bed, sprawled out screaming out in pleasure with a fucking dildo in her pussy screamingmyname.

From that point on, it became a daily thing. I’d check the cameras for a live show, if there wasn’t any, I’d re-watch old footage.

Then she came to the Host Club with her deal, and I saw the chance to be with her in the ways I’ve only ever conjured up in my mind. This was an opportunity I was never going to get again, and I needed to take it.

I’m fucked up, I know it. And while I should be apologetic for it,I’m not.

When we first made the deal, I didn’t care much about how Sadie would react because I knew my fate.

But then, the more time I spent with her, the more my obsession turned to love. I’m so fucking in love with Sadie Evans, it’s not healthy.

I just don’t shove it in her face like Collin.He’s a fucking prick sometimes.

While she might think it’s a big deal we're going to be step-siblings, to me, it’s not. We’re not related, we didn’t grow up together. Our parents just fell in love. It shouldn’t have anything to do with us.

She’s mad at me, and I understand that. She has a right to be. But like I said, I don’t regret it. If she knew about our parents beforehand, last night wouldn’t have happened and that would have been a downright tragedy within itself because last night was thebestnight of my life. Being inside her—holy fucking hell, there’s nothing better. I would kill to re-live the night all over again, end lives and spill blood just to have her scream my name the way she did, to have her shattering by my hands, my mouth, my cock.

My pretty girl was so much better than anything my sick, twisted mind could come up with. I’m addicted, and I’m not letting her go.

So I’m going to win her over, show her she can’t be mad at me for too long. I’ll show her that just because our parents are together doesn’t mean we can’t be something more.

I want to tell her how I feel. Let her know I want her to be my girl. But I can’t, not yet.

If I can’t find the stuff I need to use against my grandfather, then telling her how I feel would be for nothing. While Sadie will always be my obsession, I’m okay with keeping in the shadows if it means not breaking her heart.

During supper, Sadie was all smiles and laughs as she talked to her mom and my dad. I could tell how much my dad liked her already. I could see the love he had for Erin in his eyes when he looked at Sadie too.

Sadie is right, we can’t be the reason they don’t end up together.

After supper, Sadie got a car home while Erin stayed behind with my father for the night.

Of course, I followed her home. I waited and watched the camera feed from my phone, and when I was sure she was asleep, I let myself in with the key I had made up. I took it off Erin months ago while she was over and made myself a copy.

This isn’t the only time I’ve let myself into her house. And this isn’t the only time I’ve sat in her room, watching her sleep.

Last time was when Declan brought her home after the party. I needed to make sure she was okay, that she didn’t choke on her own vomit if she got sick in the middle of the night.

---