Page 12 of King of Cruelty


Font Size:  

“How did you get in here?” I managed, hating the croaking strain in my voice. He seemed larger than life leaning against the doorway with his hands in his pockets, his ankles crossed. And the same damn smirk on his face he’d had throughout the trial. My mouth was dry, my throat threatening to close.

The house had been in my mother’s altered name. There’d been no possible way he could have known. How?How?

“If you’re asking how I managed to find you inside the casino, you should know by now that I have friends everywhere. Plus, there isn’t a form of law enforcement capable of keeping me away from what I want. And I want you.” He chuckled darkly, sweeping his gaze all the way to my crimson-painted toes and there was no doubt what he was thinking.

Want.

He made the single word sound almost palpable, but I knew what he was here for. I blinked several times, hiding the fact I was scanning him from head to toe, catching a slight outline of a weapon in his right pocket. Oh, God. He was here to kill me.

“However, if you’re asking how I got into your house,” he added, another smirk appearing on his face, his eyes twinkling. He was enjoying tormenting me. “Then I should tell you that your locks aren’t capable of keeping a bad man from coming inside. And as you already know, I’m a very bad man.”

Everything about the man was attractive from the angular jaw and voluptuous lips to the thick hair I wanted to wrap my fingers around. He was the epitome of a gorgeous yet dangerous man. He entered the small space, moving directly behind me, wrapping his long fingers around my arms. Instantly, I was paralyzed, no longer able to catch my breath.

“Let go of me,” I said, gritting my teeth. His cock was rock hard, and the feel of it pressing against my bottom was enough to take my breath away. “I’ll scream.”

His sultry laugh just managed to piss me off and the look in his eyes as he raked them down the length of me was more than just predatory. The man was licking his chops, trying to remain patient until his feast was fully trussed and prepared.

“Go ahead, Jade. Do you want to hit me? How about biting me? I wouldn’t mind a little foreplay before we get down to business.”

“You’re psycho.” What business did he honestly think I’d get into with him?

“It would seem you’ve been a very bad girl. That’s not something I need to tell you though.” He grinned as if this was nothing but fun for him. “You have a gift that you’ve exploited to your benefit. However, you made a mistake tonight that will cost you.”

“What the hell do you mean? It’s been over eight years. I don’t want a part of your life, Constantine. You’re a free man. You got away with a heinous crime. Meanwhile, my life was put under a microscope.” It was ridiculous for me to bother saying anything to him. He was only out for one thing.

Revenge.

I just couldn’t understand why after all these years.

“And here I was worried that you’d forgotten about me. I’m so glad to see I was wrong.” He pressed me against the counter until I was able to feel how hard his shaft was throbbing. My God. The man was sick, twisted. He was going to kill me because I’d dared testify against him.

After all this time? Why? Why?

Exasperation rushed in, enough so tears formed in my eyes, and he noticed before I had a chance to blink them away.

“Don’t worry, my sweet Jade. You and I need to talk.” He took his time, shifting his hips back and forth, grinding his shaft against my ass. I loathed the fact my body was tingling, a fog of carnal lust wrapping around me. Nothing made any sense any longer.

“We have nothing to talk about,” I managed. If I could reach into my drawer without him noticing, I had a pair of scissors. I kept my eyes pinned on him, slowly lowering my hand, able to open it by a single inch.

Then he yanked my arm into the air, his fingers digging into my skin. “We have a lot to talk about, but not if you continue to act like a very bad girl.”

“Just leave me alone.” Damn it if a single tear didn’t trickle past my lashes.

“I can no longer do that; however, I think we’ll be able to make a deal that will suit you. There’s no need to cry and ruin that pretty face of yours.”

What the hell was he talking about? I wouldn’t make a deal with someone like him.

“You’re crazy,” I told him, loathing the way his fragrance drifted into my system, even more intoxicating than before. “I would never make a deal with you.”

“That would be a pity. Then I’d have to stand by as you were forced to face an entirely different set of consequences.”

I struggled in his hold, doing everything I could to get out of his clutches. He was far too strong. “What are you talking about?”

“You broke the rules, not only gambling in an establishment you work for but also counting cards and stealing from other guests. Tsk. Tsk. That makes you an extremely bad girl. Doesn’t it? I can only imagine what you had planned for all that money.”

My God. The man was going to blackmail me? That didn’t make any sense. What could he possibly gain by that? “My life is none of your business.”

He laughed, his breath tickling my ear. “Everything about you is now my business, Jade. You see, Maxim Nikitin, the man who signs your paychecks, is a good friend of mine. He’s also a brutal man who refuses to tolerate any kind of betrayal. With a single phone call, I assure you that his brand of revenge is something you won’t survive.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like