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We’re both out of breath, my forehead resting against hers, and I feel the blood from my torn eyebrow spreading on her skin. I don’t care.
“Kayla,” I whisper against her. She’s still panting, her eyelids drooping. “Kayla, listen to me.”
“Mhm,” she mumbles on a whisper. “I am.”
“I will never let you go.”
Her body shudders, but for once, she doesn’t fight back.
Maybe she can hear something she didn’t hear in my previous threats.
I certainly do.
It sounds like the brush of an artist painting his muse. The notes of a musician writing his masterpiece. The tone of voice coming from a determined psychopath.
Utter obsession.
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KAYLA
Scars - Boy Epic
He kissed me.
I will never let you go.
I don’t think I heard that kind of determination from anyone before. Not even myself.
He barely gave me time to wipe his cum off my hand on a paper towel, barely gave me a chance to zip up my jeans, when he was already dragging me out of the kitchen by the hair.
“What did you mean?” I pant, barely holding back a grunt.
He kissed me.
How can someone go from so savagely loving to a pure monster again? He has too many faces for me to count or understand, manipulating anything and anyone he encounters, and I can’t keep up anymore.
He kissed me and it felt good.
“What did you mean by my crew is here?”
“You just wait two more seconds, little sunflower.”
He presses his hand on a door but turns to me before pushing it open.
“Just remember. The life of every single person in this room is in the palm of my hand. Their future too. Behave and no one gets hurt.”
He kissed me and I don’t think I will ever get over it.
He kissed me and I felt something I never had before.
But it disappears the moment we enter the room.
There’s a buzz of violence hanging in the air. It’s heavy, sticky, making it hard to breathe.
No need to wonder why.
In a large room, with a side purely made of floor-to-ceiling windows, dark green walls, and surrounded by guards…the biggest players of both NSC and the Kings are sitting around a mahogany table.
