Page 75 of My Shameless Angel

“Don’t be cute with me, Landon. You know my rules and you broke the very first one.” Cute? There is absolutely nothing cute about me right this second.

“By doing what exactly? Feeling protective over my little kitten? For going crazy when she disrespected you?” I am pressing into her with my body, inhaling that vanilla scent, knowing it’s the only thing that can keep me grounded right now. “If you think I’ll just sit back and watch shit like that, then you don’t know me at all, Lexi. You are mine, and I protect what’s mine.” She gulps.

“Lan…”

“Kitten,” I whisper into her ear and watch as a shiver runs through her. “How could you let him touch this,” I squeeze her luscious ass. The pain in my voice is raw, and she senses it.

“I’m sorry, baby, I didn’t mean it like that. I’m only yours.” Her words are the honey to my wounds, healing the pain inside.

“I still might have to punish you for that.”

“Do it. Punish me, Landon.”

“Oh, fuck.” I bring my lips to hers and kiss her like a savage without holding back, unleashing that angry animal on Lexi.

It’s rough and brutal, but she woke the demon inside me, and now I can’t stop. I can’t tame the beast inside until I sate his wishes.

At least this time, everyone stayed alive and well…Get out of the past, Landon!

Within seconds I rushed us toward the booth we were at, grabbed our stuff, and headed out the door.

Kate and Julius are gone, and I can only assume that his own demon took possession of him as well.

I drag Lexi over to my car and open the passenger door for her. “You are so fucked, Kitten. I hope you are ready.”

26

LEXI

Song: MAX, Lil Uzi Vert – Wrong

Am I ready?

Am I freaking ready?

Walking into the club, I was a raging lunatic, seething with unfounded jealousy and feelings of possessiveness. He is mine. How dare he flirt with that gorgeous siren, Kira?

But then he goes and says that it wasn’t flirting. He was protecting me. Me.

My mind is a mess right now because I want that to be the truth more than anything. I want him to want me like that. As more than just sex.

Yes, I’ve allowed some idiot to dance with me purely to make Landon jealous, and I am not proud of that, but I was so livid when he flirted with Kira in the office. I wanted him to get a taste of his own medicine. But I was not expectingthatreaction.

It was feral. He was not the same Landon I knew; he was downright terrifying, the anger rolling off him like a tidal wave.And as much as I wanted to stay mad, I knew we had to move away from that situation.

I have no idea where he is taking me, but he’s driving like a madman in complete silence, and soon enough, we pull up to Ritz Carlton.

Hotel?

Why does he bring me to a hotel instead of his place?

Oh, that’s right, despite my silly desire to be more, I am just his plaything. And playthings get fucked in a hotel. The raging lunatic in me is making an appearance once again.

“Stop it,” he says, looking at me with a heated gaze.

“Stop what?” I ask, refusing to look him in the eyes because those stupid tears will pour down like a rainstorm if I do. But Landon won’t have that. He cups my chin and forces me to look at him.

“Stop thinking that you don’t mean anything only because we are at the hotel and not my place.”

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