Page 39 of Hangman Untamed


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Putting his drink down, he silently grabs my hand and pulls me to the dance floor.

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PANTING, OUT OF BREATH, I excuse myself to go back to the bar, dancing has me all winded. And I need another drink.

Before I can make it back to the bar, though, I’m pulled roughly, my body swinging around and there I face an angry Carson.

“Who tattled?” Are the first words out of my mouth.

His anger is radiating off him. “Who’s the douche?”

I shrug. “Just a guy I was dancing with, no biggie,” I say flippantly.

“It matters, because you’re fucking mine,” he growls.

“We’re not exclusive, Carson. You don’t get to control me.”

“What the fuck?” he growls again, and suddenly, I’m being pulled out of the club and into an alley. Again, always with the damn alleys.

“What’s going on with you?”

“You. You are what’s going on with me. You wanna go dancing, you tell me and I’ll take you out. You wanna fuck, you tell me and we’ll fuck. What you won’t do is do that shit with someone who isn’t fucking me,” he spits out, caging me against the wall.

“We’ve only known each other a few weeks, dude. We’re dating, not in a serious relationship. You can fuck who you want, and I can do the same. That’s where we are in this relationship right now. So, back off me.” I shove him a little, but he doesn’t move.

“Don’t test me, Justine, you never test a man like me. You’re mine, every inch of you is mine.”

“Oh my god, what part of ‘not exclusive’ do you not get?” I scream at him, and his body rocks with my words. The look on his face is one I’m not liking. Uh oh, what did I just do?










Chapter Twenty-nine

Hangman

Ican’t believe whatI’m hearing. I get a call that Justine is at my night club, practically fucking some guy on the dance floor. So, I rush over to get her, and she yells at me, saying we aren’t exclusive. Well, fuck that.

“Baby, we are exclusive, you only belong to me,” I growl in her face.

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