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“What did you think you were doing?” I said as I dropped her arm.
I couldn’t touch her without going more insane than I already was. Being this close to her was like an alcoholic walking into a bar. I was tempting myself with something I couldn’t have. Something that was going to destroy me.
“What are you talking about?” She snapped, crossing her arms over her chest as she tilted her chin. I wanted to wipe that look of arrogance off her face. “You’re the one who dragged me in here.”
My hands slapped the door on either side of her head, pinning her in place without touching her silky skin. I relished her fear as she jumped, her shoulder brushing against me. Controlling the urge to feel her wasn’t easy. Especially when her scent surrounded me, fueling the anger and lust in my veins.
“The flirting. The laughing.” I vibrated with rage, my voice shaking as I thought about the men she’d thrown herself at. The ones who were just as vicious as me, but they had one thing I didn’t. Money.
They’d grown up with it. Been born with a gold bar up their asses. I had it now, but it wasn’t the same. I could never wash away the stink of being poor. Not in Gio’s eyes or Ariella’s, apparently.
She dropped her arms and pushed her shoulders back. Glaring at me with all the righteous anger she didn’t deserve to feel. I saw the fire inside me reflected in her gaze. “I don’t see why that would bother you. You’ve made it very clear I’m just some kind of toy, and I told you I was done playing.”
Her rapid breaths made her breasts press into my chest. My heart raced at each touch. The air around us seemed to heat, but I couldn’t tell if it was anger or something else.
“Why shouldn’t I find someone who can give me what I want? Someone who will actually enjoy fucking me instead of using me in some sick game against my father.” My guts twisted as she smiled. There was nothing happy about it. “Someone whose name I can scream. Someone who will be there for me.”
Flames licked my skin as she tried to move past me. Tried to escape so she could go be her father’s whore again.
“Don’t,” I growled as I pressed my hips into her, trapping her between me and the door. “You’re not going to let them touch you.”
The idea of someone else touching her made my stomach turn. I was supposed to be the only one to ever have her. I’d coated myself in her virgin blood. Made promises I’d wanted to keep. And she’d thrown them in my face.
My control snapped as she wiggled. Her curvy body rubbed against mine. She gasped softly as she struggled to get free. My dick turned to steel as she tried to fight me.
I grasped her thigh through the slit in her dress. My fingers brushed the silky skin that was supposed to be mine. I ached to touch more. To have her. I could feel myself getting pulled into her spell again. Forgetting who we were.
“You don’t tell me what to do.” In a rage, she slapped my hand, but I only smiled and gripped her tighter. Her lips parted, her breath ghosting across my skin as I left bruises on her body. Fucking good. I wanted them to know I’d touched her.
She must have seen the evil in my expression because her eyes widened as she stared at me. I couldn’t stand to look at the honey color of them. The ones that starred in my nightmares. That had taken away everything I’d cared about.
As she raised her hands to try and shove me off, I gripped her hips. Flipping her around, I pressed my body into hers. Pinning her to the door so I wouldn’t have to look at her face. So I wouldn’t hate myself for wanting her. I grasped the back of her neck, holding her in place as I shoved my knee between her legs.
She whimpered as I pressed my thigh into her hot pussy. I could feel the heat. The need radiated from her as she tried to move away, but all she managed to do was grind herself on my leg. There was nowhere for her to go.
“Adam?” Her voice sounded muffled, with her cheek jammed into the wood.
“You think I’ll ever let anyone else have you,” I growled as I roughly squeezed her hip. “The only way someone will ever touch you is if I cut off their dick and use it to fuck you. I’ll pluck out their eyes for even looking at what’s mine.”
I moved my hand up her side, relishing the feel of her curves. Of finally having her at my mercy. Her soft gasp went straight to my dick as my hand skimmed up her stomach. It was like she was frozen or forgot she hated me.
But as my thumb brushed her pebbled nipple through her dress, she came back to reality. I laughed as she struggled. Shoving her plump ass back into my hips as she tried to get free.
Her desperation turned me on. For so long, I’d felt out of control. She’d made the decisions. She decided when we saw each other. What we were going to do about her father. And she alone decided to get rid of our baby.
Now I decided. This is exactly what I needed. Some hate sex to get her out of my system. It had been so goddamn long since I’d fucked someone.
Someone? Who was I kidding?
She was the only person I’d ever been with. It was pathetic, like I’d been waiting for her all this time. But after her betrayal, women disgusted me. I saw them for the greedy creatures they were.
But even with all she’d done, I still wanted her. She was like a sickness that was decaying me from the inside. Ruining all sense and reason.
“Let me go.” She continued to struggle as I cupped her breast, filling my palm with their softness.
I pressed my lips to her cheek as I whispered. “Should I punish you for showing yourself off when you belong to me?”
“I don’t belong to anyone.” I gave her neck a rough squeeze, and her attempts to escape stopped immediately.
