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I located one of the goons he had sent to collect me the other day trying to hit on a group of women who all giggled at him as if they wanted his attention but I knew it was for show.
“Hey,” I said to him, pushing into the group. His carefree attitude changed immediately and he looked around to see who was watching.
“What are you doing here?”
“Where’s your boss?” I asked him.
“He’s in his office,” he said. “I can take you to him.”
“No need.”
I turned around at his deep voice, those ice blue eyes looking into my soul as he grabbed my elbow and took me outside. Everyone looked at me being hauled out of the club by Roman just minutes after getting in. He was leading down the alleyway and toward a car sitting on the side of the road. He wheeled me around until I was leaning against his car, he was so close I could smell his cologne. The scent alone was doing things to my nervous system that I couldn’t explain.
“You’re playing with fire coming over here so willingly,” he said, his voice deep and low, so no one else could hear us if they happened to be passing by. His eyes were fiery, the sharp blue clearly visible in the near darkness save for the few street lights that were on.
“Maybe I like that.”
“You should steer clear of me,” he said, a hint of hesitancy in his eyes. “I’m not someone you should get messed up with.”
I was disappointed in him. I thought he’d be a worthy adversary but it turned out he was a careful guy and I didn’t do careful.
That was the old Jolie.
“Fine,” I told him. “Just one more thing, though.”
“What’s that?” he asked me.
I reached up and wrapped my hand around his neck, pulling him down to my lips. His lips were warm and thick, his tongue was in my mouth in seconds, our kiss turning almost violent. He shoved me hard against his car, so hard, I thought the alarm may be raised, but I guess no one would dare steal from Roman so there was no point in locking it. His hands were over me, those rough hands that sparked fires all up and down my skin. My pussy was throbbing with need as his cock pushed hard against me from behind his jeans.
I didn’t care anymore, I needed him inside of me. I’d do it right here and now, the insistent need to have him was overwhelming.
The sound of car tires screeching broke us apart. I turned to see my father was coming toward me with the angriest look on his face that I had ever seen. He grabbed my arm and pulled me away from Roman, the instant coolness where I was burning up seconds ago felt horrible. I protested as he shoved me into a car and slammed the door shut.
I watched as he turned on Roman, but the car had soundproof windows so I had no idea what he was saying. The smirk that appeared on Roman’s face as my father opened the door again had chills running down my spine.
That smirk was telling my dad he wasn’t intimidated. I saw that as a challenge. The things I would do to that man if he ever smirked at me like that.
“Father, you cannot tell me what to do anymore, I’m eighteen.”
“Silence,” he said in a deathly calm tone. “You are on our enemy’s side of the city and kissing the son of my enemy. How could you disrespect me like this?”
“Oh please,” I said, trying to make a move to open the door. The feel of his palm slapping me hit so hard that I bounced back in my seat. The searing pain on the side of my face rendered me speechless. Edward ordered the driver to leave as I turned to see Roman’s smirk gone and an expression of pure murderous intent replaced it. He made a move to the car but the driver took off before he could reach the door.
“You will be nothing but the darling daughter I once knew. Do you understand?”
I said nothing the entire way home, the pain on the side of my face enough to make me want to scream. I’d never had anyone hit me before that wasn’t in a self-defense class and I was mortified.
My anger stewed, the entire way home I was plotting how I could move my plans up and destroy everything he’s ever worked for.
Once we pulled into the drive of our mansion, Edward opened the door for me and I stomped my way up the stairs.
“Get back here,” he said angrily.
I turned around and looked at the man who called himself my father.
He was a fucking monster.
“What do you want now?” I asked.
