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I haven’t forgotten that I’m unarmed, not that I need a weapon to take a man down, but it helps, and whilst this place is meant to be a safe space, our previous visit proved that even Mickey isn’t above corruption within his own walls.
However, I don’t distrust Mickey, but I’m not stupid enough to trust him one hundred percent either. Whatever this is, I don’t believe he’d set me up.
Like our own club, Rogue, Mickey’s office is soundproof, so I can’t hear anything when I reach the door.
Pushing it open slowly, I step inside, turning to the right and allowing the door to close behind me. As I take another step forward, there’s a rustle behind me as cold metal digs into my skull.
“Don’t fucking move, Maddox.”
Her voice is a delicious purr, a dark promise whispered against my ear that seeps inside and kisses the devil. I’ve a gun to my head and my cock is hard as a fucking rock.
“You going to shoot me, Roxanne?”
The barrel pushes into my skull harder. “I should fucking blow your brains all over this room,” she says, and I can hear in her voice that her jaw is clenched and teeth gritted. I move to turn around… “Don’t you dare, Maddox.” But I ignore her despite the gun held to my head.
As I face her, she moves the gun to my forehead. Her eyes are wild sparkling pools of vibrant blue, like that of a flame, and I see so much fury burning in them. I don’t need any words to know that something has happened, other than her arrest, between when I last saw her and now for this renewed level of aggression towards me.
“Don’t I dare what, Roxanne? Turn and face the person who is holding a gun to my head with no explanation, turn and face the woman who holds all the keys, including the one for my cold, stone heart?”
Her eyes flicker, but she holds fast. “A heart? You don’t have a fucking heart because if you did, you’d never have turned your back on me, never have kept secrets from me. Never kept me in the fucking dark about who killed my mother, Maddox,” she whisper-yells the last part and punctuates each and every word with a definite push of the gun into my forehead.
I let out a sigh at her revelation. It seems Kavanagh has a big mouth. Whispering secrets into her ear for the purpose of turning her against us no doubt. I wonder what other little nuggets of information the wanker has been imparting.
“Ten fucking years, Maddox. Why? How could you keep that from me and walk away?” The flame in her eyes burns brighter as the true depth of our betrayal is unravelled “Did I really mean so little? Was I really so stupid thinking that you and Zak cared for me?”
“Rox—”
“No, you don’t get to talk now, Maddox. You had your chance ten years ago. The night you said goodnight to me…” She pauses, a new thought seeming to come to her. “Oh my god!” The gun slips a little while whatever thought that’s sparked inside her mind takes root. I use her distraction to my advantage, taking hold of her wrist and turning the gun away from me before she realises and then begins to fight me.
“Did you know what I would find in my flat?” She tries to yank her arm free as she fires questions at me. “Did you know that I’d find my mother dead, beaten and sliced to fucking ribbons, Maddox? Did you know my sister was missing?” Her eyes begin to glaze with unshed tears, and she lashes out at me with her free hand, slapping me wherever she can reach me, including my face. Managing to get several solid hits in and slashing one cheek with her nails before I restrain her.
“Fuck, Roxanne. Calm down,” I tell her, as I pin her against the wall with my body, holding her wrists above her head. The gun still clutched in one hand.
“Fuck being calm, Maddox. I want to fucking hurt you like you hurt me. I want to rip your heart from your chest and stomp on it. Because that is what you did to me. What you’re doing to me again with this bullshit blackmail and destroying my life. Dragging me back to you, into your world, fucking me and making me feel things I don’t want to feel because they’re not real. They’re not real, Maddox.” She shakes her head as if trying to convince her mind of that.
I rip the gun from her hand, releasing the magazine on the floor and tossing it away, and then I use my free hand to grip her face.
“Now you listen the fuck up, Roxanne. You’ve no idea how real it all is. Not just for me but for Zak too.” I drop my head to hers, catching my breath for a second and needing a moment before I unleash the true depth of my feelings. “Everything we did then and now has been for you.”
“Bullsh—”
“Not bullshit. God’s honest fucking truth. I don’t make apologies ever, but I’m so fucking sorry, Tinks. If there had been another way, I would have taken it.” She stills for a moment, eyes closing and our breaths mingling together, entwining, wrapping around one another and becoming one. “Not bullshit, Tinks. Love.” Her breath catches in her throat, and she whimpers like the words have sliced through her flesh.
Her arms relax, no more fight, and I hold them up as our bodies brush against one another with every breath.
“There’s never been much to love in this life, Tinks, but you…always fucking loved you.” Our noses rub together, heads turning side to side, the faintest touch of our lips. I release one of her hands, sliding mine down her arm with feather light fingers, down the side of her body, brushing her tit as I pass. Our lips still battling it out like the rest of our bodies, neither one wanting to cave first.
I know she’s fighting an internal battle, but I can’t wait any longer for her to make her mind up. Bringing one hand to her hip, the other wraps around her throat instead. Her eyes widen, and her whimpering pants become harsh and fast as my fingers flex on her delicate neck.
“You don’t believe my words, Roxanne, so how about I show you.” I slam my lips down on hers, swallowing any protest, not that there will be any. Her body melts against me, and I tighten my hold on her neck, just to warn her that I’m in charge.
She raises one leg, grinding against me as I plunder her fucking mouth. Her hands come to my trousers and flicking them open with ease, she shoves a hand inside, wrapping her fingers round my cock like a steel fucking ring. I groan into her mouth, unable to hold it back as she begins a vicious rhythm, chocking my cock with a grip similar to mine on her throat.
Breaking the kiss, I let out a long groan as her hand twists over my crown, swiping through the pre-cum that’s seeped free before sliding back down again. My fingers tighten involuntarily around her neck as our eyes lock.
Her free hand grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back. “Do your fucking worst, Maddox,” she taunts before leaning in and nipping at my chin.
Releasing her throat, I undo her jeans, then stepping back a fraction so she has to release me, I yank them down her legs, tearing her shoes from her feet and pulling one leg free.
