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Knowing him, it’s the latter, but I’m not about to let him get away with it. Not this time.
I strip out of my clothing, shivering against the chill in the room before stepping toward the shower and opening the giant glass door.
“Lincoln Saint. You don’t get to ignore me or hide from me. Not now.”
His eyes bounce up, his gaze meeting mine, and my heart cracks at how broken he looks. “I don’t want you to see me right now, Octavia. Please.”
Usually, that please would make me rethink everything. It would make me do whatever he asks. But not today.
“I’m not going anywhere, Linc. I see you, and nothing has changed. I see all of you.” I step toward him and place my hands on his chest; a shudder runs through him at the touch. Leaning up on tiptoe, I kiss him softly, trying to show him how much I mean what I say.
It takes a second, but he softens and his arms wrap around me, pulling me flush to him as the hot spray of water washes over us both.
“You have no idea what I’m capable of.” His voice is cold as ice. “But I can show you.”
He grips my wrists hard enough to bruise. “I’ll show you just how much of a monster I am.”
I blink back the shock as the temperature between us goes from hot to freezing in the breath of one simple sentence.
“Linc?”
“Shut your fucking mouth, Octavia. For once in your life, just fucking listen.” I rear back like he’s just slapped me, and suddenly I’m back to the beginning of the year when he treated me like shit on the bottom of his shoe.
“What are you—” I don’t have time to finish my thought, Linc transfers both of my wrists to just one hand and with his other, he grips my throat so hard I can almost feel the imminent bruising.
It hurts.
But not as much as his cold, icy stare. The void in his voice. The cruel twist of his lips.
He thinks he’ll push me away if he shows me the monster inside him. He thinks I’ll run away—cower—at his cruel treatment of me.
It’s going to take a fuck load more than his pathetic theatrics to make me run away. Bring it fucking on, Lincoln Saint. I can take it.
The cold, hard tile of the shower slams against my back as Linc pushes me into the wall and levels his glacial glare on me.
I don’t even flinch.
“You think you know everything. You think you understand everything. You know fuck all, Octavia. The Lincoln you think you love is a lie. You want to know me? Here the fuck I am.”
The smile that spreads across my lips only serves to piss him off more and within seconds, I’m turned and slammed against the tile wall, Linc at my back, kicking apart my legs and positioning himself behind me.
“You want the monster to fuck you, Octavia? You want to know what it’s like to have all of me? Well,” he brings his mouth to my ear and his dick aligns along my pussy as he finishes his thought, “don’t say I didn’t fucking warn you.”
Without another warning, his cock is slammed inside me. No preamble, no coaxing. No loving strokes.
Letting go of my throat, he grabs onto my now wet and tangled hair and pulls. Hard. Hard enough to make me whimper. Tears spring to my eyes from the bite of pain. I wish I could say that I’m scared—that would be a normal reaction—but I’ll never be afraid of him. And he needs to realize it.
Pulling as hard as he can without snapping my neck, Linc keeps his mouth at my ear, grunting like a fucking animal every time he bottoms out.
Fucking me like I’m nothing more than a whore he can use and then throw away.
So I do what I always do. I push back.
“Harder.”
My voice is drowned out by the sound of the shower, the water beating down on the tile floor, so I try again, louder this time.
“Harder.” I know he hears me this time, his tensing body a clear giveaway.
