Page 129 of Tantalizing Kings

I’ve lost my Lollipoparound here somewhere. I turned my back for a minute while she was dancing with her friends to grab a drink and she disappeared.

I asked Emma where she went and she gave me a knowing grin, telling me she went to the bathroom. I have no doubt her friends know exactly what happened in the closet the other day.

I don’t care. I have no shame. Being inside her was single-handedly the best moment of my life. And it’s also amped up my obsession with her tenfold. I want to be with her all the fucking time and not being able to is driving me fucking mad. Have I snuck into her house and watched her sleep like a fucking creeper? Maybe. Do I care? No.

Have I thought about parting her thick creamy thighs and sliding my cock inside her as she slept? Way too many times; it’s unhealthy. I want my cock to live inside her dripping heat.

My mom said I need to watch how I am with her in school and I have. Not that I care about what anyone thinks of me, they can all fuck right off. No, it’s because I know that it’s important to Sadie. She’s at school to get good grades, live new and exciting experiences. I don’t want to be the one to get in the way of that.

It drives me mad to see her with the guys, and it takes all of my fucking will power not to rip their damn dicks off for putting them anywhere near my girl.

She’s young and exploring her sexuality, and honestly, I thought I’d be a little bit more... I don’t know... psychotic about it? But the thought alone turned me on more than I’m ever going to admit.

I don’t want to share her when this is all over. I want her to bemine.I want to love her, spoil her, fucking worship her.

But I don’t miss the way she looks at the guys. She feels something for them, and it pisses me off mostly because I know they’re going to break her heart.

It’s one of the main reasons why I’m glad my fate isn’t to be with someone I don’t love so that my father can have more power and money.

Not that it stops him from trying. I’ve had to get my number changed numerous times due to the amount of times he’s been calling me, texting me, and demanding that I meet with Connie—the girl he picked out for me.

Not fucking happening. Over my cold dead body. I’d never do anything to help that man, or should I say monster.

Preston has been good at hiding his bruises, but I see them. And they’re getting more and more frequent. I want nothing more than to rip that fucker to shreds for hurting my brother.

We might not get along, but I love him. He’s family. My mom is worried about him too and tried to get me to convince him to move in with us and away from our father. But he can’t, it will just make it worse.

The only reason why he hasn’t gotten his way when it comes to my life choices is because my mom’s family has about twenty times more money than he does. And our connections run deeper.

But his run darker. My father is in bed with a lot of evil people who do fucked up shit. It’s why I haven’t tried to bring him down. I don’t want to risk my mom, my girl, or my brother.

It’s also why I’ve been on board with my brother’s plans when it comes to getting out from under our father’s thumb. I’m not sure how he plans on doing it, but I’m willing to help in whatever way I can.

I check the bathrooms, and when I don’t find Sadie there, I start to panic. Opening one door after the other, I start to get frustrated that she’s not in any of them. I don’t go down the stairs I came up, but go down the set at the end of the hall.

As I’m about halfway down, I hear voices.

“Let me go, Raymond!” Sadie, my girl screams, her voice filled with fear.

That has me moving faster, but the sob that leaves her breaks my fucking heart, and when I see his fucking hands wrapped around my girl’s throat, it sends me into a murderous rage. All bets are off. I’m going to fucking kill him.

“Not until you give me what I’m owed, Sadie. One last fuck for good—” He doesn’t get to finish his sentence because I grab him by the back of the shirt and yank him off of her, throwing him up against the wall across from her.

“You fucking dare put your hands on what belongs to me!” I roar, spit flying from my lips as my chest heaves. My hands wrap around his throat, eyes wide. He chokes as my grip tightens. “I’m going to kill you. I’m going to rip off your fucking cock and shove it down your throat and make you choke on it. Then I’m going to gut you like a fish and laugh in your fucking face as you scream and cry. No one is going to save you.”

I punch him in the face, reveling in the feeling of his bones crunching under my blows. Over and over I hit him, pain splintering through my fist, but I don’t care. He hurt my girl, and now he must pay.

“Stop!” Two sets of hands pull me off of Raymond. He gasps for air, falling to the floor before breaking into a coughing fit.

“Let me go!” I snarl, thrashing like a wild animal as I try to get free.

“You're going to kill him if you don’t stop.”

“That’s the fucking point!” I shout.

Declan steps in front of me, his face pinched in worry. “If you kill him, you go to jail. You’d be leaving Sadie behind.”

That has me stopping, my nostrils flaring, chest still heaving. I don’t bother telling him that I could buy my way out of it. It’s not the first time I’ve killed someone and gotten away with it, and I’m sure it won’t be my last. I’d kill every fucking person on this earth for Sadie.Every. Last. One.

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