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“Looks like I need to remind you who you belong to. Isn’t that right?”
I remain motionless, excitement and thrill filling me to the core.
His free hand caresses my bottom lip. “Answer me.”
“Yes.”
And then his lips claim mine.
Epilogue - Aiden
Three months later
* * *
Negative energy hums under the surface. It mounts and soars with every second. The loud music and drunk people at Astor’s place aren’t helping.
Knight passes me a joint, but I shake my head.
Fuck this shit.
I’m pissed off.
And I know exactly why I’m pissed off.
Tonight was a semi-final game and Elsa came to watch and stayed through the entire thing. Yes, she finally came to one of my games. This time, it was for me and not for some other fucker.
To top it off, she wore my T-shirt. Number eleven, King. I had to stop myself from flying off to the stairs, remove that shirt and fuck her on the spot.
All the annoying people present put a halt to my fantasy.
Instead, I gave it my all during the game. I might have scored two goals to see that spark in her blue eyes.
Unlike common belief, I’m a giver. I just take more than I give.
Now, back to
tonight’s actual problem. Elsa and I were supposed to go to the Meet Up where I could worship her body all night.
I had plans that started with her moaning and end with her screaming my name.
See? A giver.
Last minute, Elsa decided she wants to come to Astor’s fucking party. I told him to cancel it, but the twat disappeared somewhere to drink and fuck — probably at the same time.
I’m stuck here with a grumpy Knight who’s been smoking more weed than a hippie and groaning like a divorced old man thinking about pensions.
Nash vanished. He’s been disappearing without notice a lot lately.
Elsa is nowhere to be seen.
I pull my phone and read our last conversation.
Elsa: Wait for me at Ronan’s party.
Aiden: No.
Elsa: Come on. Do it for me?
