Page 60 of Corrupt Princess


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I’m still wearing my gym clothes, my skin still covered in stale sweat—which I’m sure Jade enjoyed immensely—but I can’t find the energy to move. And I still have revision to do.

I figure that’s going to have to wait as I slump down on the sofa, my eyes closing before my head has even hit the cushion.

Darkness comes for me fast, and I quickly fall into my trusty dreams of a curvy blonde who consumes every second of my life these days.

I knew she was different from that first night we met, but I never could have imagined that it would come to this.

The second she moves past my table, I’m on my feet, my heart hammering in my chest as I watch her study the woman I’ve lined up to entertain her date while I steal back what belongs to me.

Her arse sways in the most tempting way as she closes in on the bathrooms in that skintight dress that prick has wrapped her in. If I didn’t hate him so much, I might just thank him for it.

It’ll be such a shame to burn it to nothing but dust later when I finally peel it from her body.

After Brianna has passed her, Lola’s eyes lock with mine.

One almost unnoticeable nod assures me that she knows the task and has it more than under control.

I have no doubt in her skills. She’s worked at the Empire for as long as I can remember. She takes her jobs seriously. She knows too well what would happen if she failed.

I catch the bathroom door just before it closes and wait for a minute for Brianna to shut herself in a cubicle. I shoot a look at Raoul, who’s watching me from the end of the hallway, and slip into the room and hide in the one beside her.

The wait for her to emerge again is excruciating.But I know it’s going to be worth it.

My cock strains against the confines of my trousers, desperate to be let out to play.

It’s been too fucking long since I’ve been inside her body. The videos I’ve got of us together and my own hand only gets me so far.

My heart jumps into my throat when she finally flushes the toilet and unlocks the door.

I count down from ten before I emerge.

A smirk kicks up at the corner of my mouth the second her gasp of shock rips through the air when her eyes land on mine in the mirror before her.

“W-what are you doing?” she breathes when I’m almost in touching distance.

“I could ask you the same question, Siren,” I growl, the image of her sitting out there with that prick ensuring my anger continues to bubble under the surface.

She lowers her phone to the side as our eyes continue to hold.

“You shouldn’t be here,” she hisses.

“And you shouldn’t be here with another man,” I throw back.

Her chest heaves as I stalk closer, my fingers curling into fists to stop me from reaching for her.

“It’s just Brad,” she argues as if it’s going to make this any better.

It does the fucking opposite, and my anger, my jealousy only burns hotter.

“I don’t give a fuck if it’s Jesus. He’s spent all night eye fucking you in this dress, planning what he’s going to do once he gets you out of it. Touching you.”

My voice is rough, deep. I sound unhinged as I struggle to keep a lid on everything that’s trying to explode within me.

“Careful, Nico. You sound awfully jealous.”

A loud growl rips from my throat and I suddenly surge forward.

I’m on her before she’s registered I’ve moved. Wrapping my hand around her neck, I haul her back against my body. A groan rumbles deep in my throat as her arse grinds against my cock. Sliding my free hand over the curve of her waist, I grip onto her hip, stopping her from escaping me.

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