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Katia’s fingers ran cautiously over my shoulder and onto my bicep. Her eyes fixed on mine, and her head shook.
Unbuttoning my shirt, I said, “It’s just a graze. I took care ofit.”
Them. I took care of them.
I slipped off my shirt, and her eyes swept over the furious red mark and veered to the rest of my skin.
“I didn’t know.”
Her words were labored, and as her hand flew to meet my body with care, I took a step back.
“Don’t.”
Confused, she pulled her hand to her naked chest.
“I warned you,” I expressed coldly. “I fuck without feelings.” Like a gun flare, hurt flashed in her irises, a quick flash of abuse I felt nothing for as I’d promised.
It was her fault. She’d done it to herself.
I picked my gun up from the bench, uncocked the loaded gun, slipped the safety back on, and returned it to its holster.
I glanced and left her accusing gaze and ordered as I walked away, “Put your clothes on and go to bed, Katia. I got shit to do.”
For the first time, Katia remained silent. Not one word or sound was heard as I left the basement. Maybe I had finally broken her spirit. Maybe I had made her understand who I was. But every step I took further away from where I had left her, fucked and punished, a confusing and unsettling feeling set in.
And I fucking hated her for it.
XXIII
KATIA
That bastard.
Don’t cry, Katia,I chanted.
Lowering my eyes, I caught sight of the leftover release that had smeared over my thighs and its faint tint of pink. I took a deep breath through my nose as emotion rose, and as time passed, the harder it became to ignore the pain in my body and heart. The beating it had taken from the blows of a former enforcer. The raw and sore muscles of Lucca’s thrusts and the burning of my lips didn’t compare to the thought of being used.
You wanted it.
You asked for it.
I had.
Not only did I go against his orders, I voluntarily placed myself in front of Arlo’s fists. And I eagerly begged Lucca to take me, own me.
Idid this.
While I didn’t regret it, I didn’t think about how I would feel afterward.
Now that I had, and the shade of pink darkened on my thighs with my blood, I knew it wouldn’t be the end. I couldn’t let it be. I refused to believe I was just another fuck.
Iwouldn’tbe. He just didn’t know it yet.
I picked up his suit jacket with a smirk and a purpose, left my clothes behind, and walked away wrapped in his jacket with my blades securely at my side.
What had once felt like a broken feeling now made me smile. I’d at least gained the respect of Arlo. And sex with Lucca left me wanting more, even if every step was filled with soreness and pain.
I liked pain.
