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Raiden chuckles and hands me a pen. Our fingers touch as I grab it and I gasp at the electric current that courses up my arm. His smile drops and his eyebrows crash together in a look of frustration.
"I should ask for your signature in blood." He mutters as he turns and storms out of the office.
"Still sure you don't want to read the fine print?" Kenny sneers.
His face pisses me off, so I throw the papers down on his desk, and bend over to sign each one.
"Are you sure you picked the right girl?" I sneer back at him and stuff the papers back in the envelope.
"Oh, I’m sure, Tempest Skeigh Verona."
Chapter Nine
Raiden
There's something that simmers just under the surface of her skin that sings to my fucking soul. I want to cut her open and watch it all seep out of her. The feeling is so strong and I have to focus all my attention on not stabbing her jugular just so I can breathe again.
That first night I watched her dance on the stage in nothing but that fur abomination, I knew she was something special, and since then it's been hard to stay away. I hate that she’s being dragged into this because I can see the strength hidden there under her pain.
The night Torrent and I watched her leave that piece of shit club and run to her car wasn't planned. I didn't want to approach her, I didn't want to touch her but I lost all common sense and my instincts took over. She looked weak, she looked scared, and she looked tantalizing.
I can still see those stormy grey eyes narrowing in anger as I dismissed her, those eyes portray everything, and the pain that shines through them is fucking delectable. I can see why they wanted her there and why I had to be the one to choose her.
I storm down the corridor and into my office, slamming the door shut behind me. When her skin brushed against mine, I had the overwhelming need to kill something just to stave off the craving for more of her touch. I will not get attached to her, there can be no sentiment associated with the dark-haired demon.
It’s a fucking shame because I have never been this drawn to anybody before and now her life is in my very hands.
“What’s up your ass?”
I turn at the sound of Torrent’s voice and throw myself into my chair. Torrent is my blood brother, our parents were drug addicts, and both died of overdoses when we were younger. We both ended up in an orphanage and when I turned sixteen to his fourteen, we ran off. A few years later, we started Deluge and we haven’t looked back.
“Nothing.” I crack my neck.
“You saw her, didn’t you?”
I give him a brief nod and lean back. “I don’t know how I’m going to last the week with her.”
“Good thing you won’t have to see her after that.” He chuckles and snorts the line he’s cut up on my desk.
“I think someone’s watching her.” I mumble.
“Probably Kenny,” he shrugs.
“I can only hope that after this year, we’ll be done with this shit and moving on to the next group.” I scrub my hand down my face.
“I can’t wait to see the look on Kenny’s face when it all goes down.” Torrent laughs.
“He brought us into this mess, it’s only right he sees us out of it.”
“Revenge will taste so fucking sweet.” Torrent laughs.
“Yeah.” I mumble and turn to look out the window. “Did yours show up?”
“Of course, that bitch was eager.” He chuckles and stands. “Hail and I are heading out to get everything we need for mass. Do you need anything?”
I shake my head and a few seconds later the door opens and shuts.
The thought of my birthday is exhausting and the age I’m turning probably has a lot to do with it.
