Page 117 of Shattered Obsession


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Her eyes blaze with an insatiable fire that engulfs me, leaving only a trail of desire in its wake.

“You don’t own me, Dominik. You never have, and you never will.”

She wraps her fingers around my wrist, digging her nails into my flesh.

My dick hardens instantly, and I tilt my hip so she can’t feel my erection, while keeping my fingers resting on her neck.

“That’s where you’re wrong, butterfly. And if you test me again, you’re going to regret it.” Our mouths are an inch apart, and it takes everything I have to not fuse us together.

“I’m not fucking scared of you,” she bites out, her grip around my wrist tightening. She pulls down my wrist, and I allow her some control as she begins to peel me off of her.

I smirk. “You will be. We’re just getting started, baby.”

“Don’t call me that,” she snaps before shoving me hard in the chest.

I stare at her back as she puts more distance between us, gazing up at the sky and praying to whatever god is up there to give me the will to survive the next couple of months.

“Let’s talk in my apartment.”

Zoe hasn’t looked at me or said two words since the incident in the alley. She’s purposely giving me the silent treatment.

“I have nothing to say to you.”

“We need to discuss tomorrow and the following game.”

“Just text me the details.”

I stare at her reflection in the mirror, urging her to look at me, but she’s as stubborn as a rock.

“This isn’t up for discussion.”

Her head whips toward me, her cheeks red with anger. I wish she would take it out on me one of these days. Give me her wrath so I can pin her against the wall and fucking have my way with her.

Only in your dreams, asshole.

“Whatever this new dominance act is you’re trying to force on me, drop it right now. I’m not one of your puck bunnies. This is all for show, and I’ll behave like the good little girlfriend you need while we’re in public, but outside of that, you don’t get to tell me what to do. Actually, you don’t get to tell me what to do, period.”

My heart is pounding with the need to fucking punish her right here inside this elevator and force her to watch. No woman has ever talked to me like this, and there is something about her fierceness that has me going wild. But it’s not the time for that right now, because in a minute, I’m going to ruin her entire day, maybe even her week. I need to tell her something, and I can’t keep it from her for another minute.

Sighing, I reach for her hand, but she pulls away.

“Don’t touch me.”

“Zo…your parents are here. They stopped by unannounced after the game and Aaron texted me.”

The change in her is instantaneous. Her entire body wilts as she withdraws into herself. She stares off into the distance, as if she’s trying to turn off the storm that must be taking shape inside her. Witnessing her in such a state shatters something within me.

“Oh.”

Stepping in front of her, I place both hands around her face and urge her to look into my eyes. “You’re going to stay with me for as long as you need, and I’m going to make sure you don’t see them.”

“No, it’s fine.” She forces a smile.

“You don’t need to pretend with me. Not about this.”

“I can go to a hotel.”

“Over my dead fucking body. I have a spare room, and I’ll stay out of your way.”

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