Page 58 of Heartless Beloved


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“So rude,” he says low.

“Yeah? Well, you’re an asshole. I guess we both have our flaws.” It seems I’m a little angrier about him leaving my apartment without saying bye than I thought.

He doesn’t seem to like my retort, but the girl next to him laughs as she brings her hand to her bra and grabs something from inside the cup. I watch with my mouth agape as she pulls out a large bag of pills. How many did Zeta Nu order? There must be at least thirty tiny pills in there.

The girl silently passes them to Xi and he turns around. “Come closer, cupcake.”

“Stop calling me that,” I mumble.

Xi huffs and gives the girl a quick look. Without a need for words, she opens the glove box and pulls out a gun that she puts on her lap, her hand on the handle.

“Whoa,” I gasp as I press myself against the seat.

“You just love getting me to repeat myself, don’t you?” Xi says coldly. “I saidcome. Closer.”

My heart beating harshly, I bring myself closer. I watch his hand slowly grab my tie and push it to the side.

“You’re hot in your uniform.” My gaze darts to the girl, watching her brows narrow. Must he really say this when his current girlfriend is right next to him?

He unbuttons the first button, and my breath catches in my throat. He undoes the second one even quicker and my eyes go up to his. “Wh-what are you doing?”

The third pops and I bring my hand to his, but he pushes it away. “Tsk, tsk,” he tuts me. “We got a gun. You got nothing. If I was you, I’d just stay still.”

“Were,” I murmur on a trembling breath. “If Iwereyou.”

What is wrong with you? Is now really the time to correct someone on their grammar?

I’m so mad at myself, but these sorts of things are a coping mechanism. When I can’t think straight, automatisms take place. I’ve been corrected all my life, so I do the same.Annoyingly.

“Little miss know-it-all.” His gravelly voice penetrates my chest in the most perfect way.

“Xi,” I panic as the fourth button goes.

He brings the bag of pills to my chest just as he pulls one cup of my bra down, revealing my taut nipple.

“Calm down, cupcake. I’m just hiding these. You’re not leaving my car with a bag of pills in your hand. Now listen to me. You give these to your friend only, yeah? Because I swear to God, if I hear you’ve taken one of these, my hand will come down on your ass so fucking hard you’re not gonna remember your own name.”

I try to ignore the tightness inside me and the wetness now coating my panties. I can feel it so clearly between my legs. His brown eyes dig into mine and I nod slowly. “They’re not for me.”

“Atta girl.”

He puts the pills in my bra before putting it back in place, not without making sure he’s squeezed my boob in the process.

“How do you have my phone number?” I murmur. “And why do I have yours?”

His expression doesn’t change as he buttons the last part of my shirt. “I’m your security guard. It’s only normal we have each other’s numbers.”

This is the second time he uses this excuse and I’m not liking it one bit.

“I don’t think I should feel sounsafewith my security guard.”

“Fire me, then,” he tells me matter-of-factly as his hand caresses mine. He takes the money and gives it to the other girl.

I’m about to say something else when he cuts me off. “Bring him his pills. Then you’re leaving with me.”

“With you?” I ask, confused.

“I’m not letting a baby chick back into her ex’s car. Boys have bad intentions, Alex. Don’t you know that?” His sarcasm isn’t lost on me.

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