I'll use him for what I can right now, but that's it. I can never trust him.
That reality kept me grounded—even as it crushed a piece of me. I was so tired, so,sotired of it all.
I had no one and nowhere to turn. I barely slept. I was always cautious, always waiting for the other shoe to drop, looking for danger around every corner. My entire being, mysoul,was exhausted.
But even if I could rewind time, I'd still choose this life.
I kept my conviction, even as I thought of Marco, of his ease, and how nice it must have been to have a family who loved you, no matter what you did, no matter how deep and vicious your darkness might be. I kept that conviction as I took a shower, dressed, and slid into bed. But as I turned, my phone lit up.
Marco
Goodnight, Catalina.
I bit my lip to stop the smile from forming.
Goodnight, Marco.
10
Marco
Iwoke up to the blaring sound of my alarm, my neck aching from sleeping in my car again. Rotating my head, I tried to work out the crick as I waited for Catalina to leave her house.
This had been my routine for weeks now, and while I missed the comfort of my bed, getting these few extra minutes to watch my vicious little queen were worth it.
Like clockwork, she emerged from the garage. It was barely past dawn, but the sun's rays were visible enough, shining over her dark brown hair, which cascaded over her shoulder in a single braid. Her dark green silk blouse tucked into a black pencil skirt showed off the shape of her beautiful thighs and delicious ass.
Images of bending her over her desk, wrapping that perfect braid around my fist while I thrust into her flashed in my head. Her ass would provide the perfect cushion for my hips.
The sound of our bodies slamming together, the sounds of her moans…
Fuck.The vision sent a shiver down my spine and had my cock hard as a rock.
I'd wanted her before our dinner, but after last night Icravedher. I couldn't get her out of my mind. The way she had a sarcastic comeback for everything I said.
She had a quick wit, was incredibly intelligent, and a fucking delight to be around.
And when she put her pasta and chicken in her mouth and let out a little moan, it drove me crazy. I wasn't even sure she knew she'd made the sound, but I'd heard it. The melody, tied with the explosion of pleasure on her face, stuck with me.
I would have done anything to experience that again. I nearly begged her to let me eat her out on the table right then and there.
I was addicted to her, and I never wanted to get clean. She was in my veins,exactlywhere she belonged.
Catalina was almost back in the garage when I picked up my phone and texted her.
Good morning, Catalina.
She took out her phone without missing a step, read it, then rolled her eyes.
I grinned.
Did you just roll your eyes at me?
Catalina glanced around, but she didn't appear panicked, simply watchful.
Where are you?
We just saw each other last night. Are you missing me already?
