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I’ll just have to figure out another way to get that money.
Shaking my head at Pete, I murmur, “I’m not doing it. I changed my mind. Keep the money.”
Pete’s face screws up in distress and I twitch when he slams his palm onto the surface and droplets splash everywhere. “You’re keeping your fucking deal of the bargain,” he yaps, pointing at me. “Damn tease. Getting all half naked then acting like some coy virgin...”
Anger boils in me at his aggression but then I feel a lick of fear from the way he’s looking at me.
This doesn’t bode well...
I start backing when I catch a movement in the corner. It’s big and black like a shadow and moves fast and violently.
Dacre!
A scream erupts from my throat when he within the blink of an eye grabs a hold of Pete and pushes his face into the water. Pete struggles, arms and legs flaying in all directions and Dacre sneers, letting out curse after curse.
His face is furious, his eyes so dark they seem to have turned black and there’s a tint to his otherwise pale skin like his blood’s boiling. Pulling up Pete from the water, he snarls,
“That’s my stepsister you were fucking with!”
Pete gasps for air. “S...sorry...”
“Sorry’s not gonna cut it,” Dacre growls, pushing his face into the water again and I whimper, getting out of the pool and turn worried when Pete’s twitchy limbs begin to twitch less and less.
“I don’t want a dead man in my apartment!” I cry.
Dacre’s eyes flash to mine, his gaze so dark that I gasp and put a hand over my mouth.
Pulling his lips over his teeth, Dacre growls before yanking Pete out of the water and he throws his body to Baldur, whose jaws close around his hoodie and neck. Pete wails in panic as Baldur drags him across our marble floors, shaking his head from side to side like Pete’s prey he needs unconscious.
Pete’s eyes roll back in his head and he reaches out with his hands. “Help me!”
I whimper in response and Dacre snarls, “Don’t you dare fucking help him. You’ve done enough.”
Feeling like I’m having a hard time breathing, I wrap my arms around me and draw a sigh of small relief when Baldur drags Pete into the hallway and Dacre opens the door and kicks him out. The door shuts with a slam and I swallow.
“T...thank you,” I stutter. “You saved me.” I flinch when Dacre whips around and cower at the look in his eyes.
“What the hell were you thinking?” he bellows, flicking out with his hand and he picks up a vase full of orchids and throws it into the mirror on the other side of the wall. Glass shatters everywhere and I tremble.
Baldur growls and this is the most chaotic my life’s ever been and I just want to bury my face into my hands and sob.
“Don’t yell at me!” I plead but it only makes Dacre rage even more.
“How the fuck should I react then?” he snarls and his chest heaves. “That asshole could’ve hurt you. I could’ve come home found you floating in that fucking pool if I hadn’t been here on time.”
“I know,” I whisper and my heart aches. “I’m sorry.”
I cry out in shock when Dacre suddenly lunges at me. My back hits the wall and his arms go to either side of my face. He’s still furious, so angry his body’s trembling and his eyes remind me of a thunder strike.
“You don’t open the door to other men,” he grits between his teeth. “You don’t open your mouth and you sure as fuck don’t open your legs.” His eyes flash. “You’re mine, Greta. Nod if you understand.”
I nod helplessly and moan in surprise when Dacre presses his hard lips against mine. The kiss is ferocious, so demanding I can’t kiss him back and my head lolls. He doesn’t let me get away, cupping my neck and I whimper when his tongue plays in my mouth. It moves like a cobra, hijacking my veins with its venom and I gasp for air, feeling like I’m about to dissolve.
When he pulls away I want to yank him to me but his hooded eyes are still ruthless. Possessive. And...obsessive.
“You’re jealous,” I whisper and the realization makes a quake go off in my body. Dacre tilts his head to the side.
“I’m not jealous, princess,” he whispers back and he puts his mouth to my ear. “I’m murderous.”
