Page 88 of My Perfect Villain


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“You live here?” I asked, impressed with the nice house and that four 18-year-olds lived in the house. I assumed they were all 18. Dalton was for sure, his birthday was a month before mine. I was going to be turning 18 in two weeks, so that meant he had just turned 18 within the last 2 weeks.

“Yeah, nice perk of being friends with the great Carlton Greyson’s son, Dalton,” he shrugged.

Music was playing loudly from the backyard of the house and students were gathered all around the front porch of the house and inside as well as in the backyard.

“Come on, I’ll show you around,” Anthony said, putting his hand on the small of my back, sending shivers up my spine as we walked into the house.

“Hey where’s Dalton?” Anthony asked one of the other Renegades who sat with his feet propped up on a coffee table as he played a video game, a blond girl was sitting next to his on the couch, kissing his chest, his shirt was unbuttoned, and she had one finger twirling over his nipple as she kissed his chest. He seemed oblivious to her advances as he continued to play the video game.

“Try out back,” the Renegade said.

“Come on, that’s Julian, he’s an ass sometimes,” Anthony said, leading me through the kitchen and out onto a small deck at the back of the house. There was another larger deck that surrounded an in-ground pool. Students, both boys and girls, were lounging around the pool and I immediately saw Dalton on a lounge chair with that brunette from earlier sitting on his lap.

I wanted to rush over there and yank her off of him, but I remained silent next to Anthony.

Dalton waved and pushed the brunette off of him as we made our way over to him.

“Welcome, my beautiful Goddess,” Dalton said, throwing his arms out.

“Thanks,” I said, and Anthony nudged me over into a chair by Dalton and sat down next to me.

“Do you want something to drink?” Anthony asked, looking at me. God, he was so handsome now that I could see him in the light. I wasn’t sure which of the Renegades was the better-looking of the four. But Anthony definitely was near the top.

“No, I’m okay,” I said with a smile, feeling very nervous, sitting between Anthony and Dalton.

“So you got my invitation?” Dalton said, glancing over at Charles, who had come by talking to a boy sitting on the edge of the pool.

“Yes, thank you,” I said politely.

“Kiki, you can leave now,” Dalton said, looking over his shoulder at Kiki, who stood staring at me like she would kill me if I even dared touch him.

She stomped off towards the house and went inside, shoving past a girl carrying a cup of something red, it splashed everywhere on the deck.

“Anthony, go get Kiki to clean that shit up,” Dalton barked at Anthony.

“Yeah, all right,” Anthony said. He seemed to be the one who did the dirty work, I thought as Anthony walked into the house looking for Kiki.

“Sorry about that. Some of these girls here are just a little over the top,” Dalton said with a smile. “I’m glad you came, gives us a chance to get to know each other.”

“Yes,” I stammered. All my self-confidence was gone now as I realized that maybe coming here was a mistake.

“How about we go for a little walk?” Dalton asked.

“Um, I’m not sure, it’s kind of dark out,” I whispered, looking at him. I had been afraid of the dark ever since Kevin beat me almost to death and then took his own life. The walk down the path had been lighted, but now that we were behind the house and the campus dorms and other buildings were farther away, it was nothing but darkness between us and the forest that surrounded Eden Hall.

Standing up, Dalton grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him, “You don’t need to be afraid of the dark, there are much worse things than the darkness,” he whispered against my ear, as a shiver went up my spine.

Chapter 8

Dalton

She fit perfectly in my arms as I pulled her close. My dick twitched being next to her. I could smell her vanilla shampoo. Damn, this girl had me wanting her so bad, and she hadn’t even done anything yet. Just being near her was driving me wild. I wanted to claim her right here, take her in front of all these people, throw her over the top rail of the deck, and fuck her raw. But I loved the thrill of the chase. I loved to catch my prey. There was something so satisfying about chasing a girl and finally catching her, making her mine, claiming her as mine. I hadn’t felt this thrill in a long time. Now it was finally happening, and I wanted to savor each moment.

Devour her every breath with all that I had inside me. I led her off the deck and toward the woods. She trembled beneath my touch, but willingly came. Maybe I hoped she would run, and I could catch her. Maybe she would get scared and beg me to take her home.

Or maybe she would tremble beneath me as I claimed her mouth as mine tonight.

I touched the small of her back as she walked beside me. Trying to put her at ease, she trembled beneath my touch. My cock was getting harder just imagining chasing her through the woods and catching her like a psycho in a horror movie. But I had no intention of killing he. No, my Goddess would be worshiped. That’s what she deserved, to be worshiped.

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