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Deciding to take Alexys as mine is like bringing an angel to live in fucking hell. Forcing her into the dark and then convincing her why she should love the fucking devil.
No one loves the fucking devil.
Stepping from the alcove, with blood dripping down my fingers, I know I should walk away. Force myself away from her. My boots thump against the asphalt, echoing in the alley as I walk toward the street. Reaching the sidewalk, I pause for a moment before being drawn toward her apartment.
I take the stairs to her building two at a time, only briefly stopping at her door to take a moment to leave her a lasting reminder before letting myself inside.
I am not quiet and do not try to hide my presence this time.
I want her to know that I am coming for her.
Slamming the door as I enter, the heavy soles of my boots stomp against the hardwood floors as I make my way to her bedroom. I reach her room, my hands gripping the top of the doorframe as I stand in the threshold waiting for her to acknowledge me. Her body is frozen in place and her lower lips trembles as she stares at me. She might not be able to see my face, but she can very clearly see the look in my eyes.
“Do you still want to know who I am?” The question sounds grave as I ask it.
“Yes,” the word quivers over her trembling lower lip, “I want to see your face.”
“I didn’t ask if you wanted to see my fucking face,” the words growl from me as I stalk toward her. “I asked if you wanted to know who the fuck I am.”
I watch the confusion on her face as she attempts to make sense of what I am asking. Firmly gripping her jaw, I forcefully tip her head up to face me. “You think there’s a good man hiding behind the mask, and I refuse to let you carry on under that notion. So, I ask again, do you want to know who the fuck I really am?”
Tears pool in the corners of her eyes and I watch as she physically swallows her fear before answering with shaky words, “Yes. I want to know who you are.”
Releasing her jaw, I rub my bloodied fingers over her cheeks until they are stained red.
Firmly fisting her hair, I roughly pull it as I command, “Then get on your fucking knees.”
eighteen
ALEXYS
“What?” I wince in pain.
“I’m not asking,mi reina.” He pulls hard enough on my hair that my knees buckle to relieve the pain radiating through my scalp.
My lips part, but I can’t even call out his name to beg for his mercy.
Because I don’t even know what it is.
“You think you want to know who I really am,” he snarls. “Get on your fucking knees because I’m about to show you the darkness that hides behind this mask.”
The masked man standing before me is different. The glimmer of warmth I thought I saw in him has been completely replaced with a cold darkness. Yet, I lower myself to the ground until I am on my knees and staring up at the massive man towering above me.
His fingers still firmly entangled in my hair, and his eyes locked on mine; he commands, “Take out my fucking cock.”
Eyeing the zipper before my face, it is apparent that he is hard. I hesitate too long as I look at the bulge before my face, and his fingers tighten the grip on my hair, causing me to wince.
Tentatively lifting my hands from my thighs, I dip my fingers into the top of his jeans. I struggle against the slight shake of my hands and pull the button free before grabbing the zipper.
Even though I am no longer looking at his face, I can feel his eyes staring at me. I have lowered the zipper halfway when his gruff words startle me, “Are you scared?”
I look up at him, fighting back my tears as I respond, “Yes.”
“Good,” his voice a slow deep whisper, “because you fucking should be.”
My chest rises with every breath as I lower his jeans just far enough that his thick, veiny cock springs free. Precum rolls off the tip of his massive, fully erect cock standing before my face.
Without realizing what I’m doing, my tongue glides over my lips and he moans at the sight. My heart is racing, and I am more terrified of him than ever, yet the noises echoing from him are enough to incinerate my panties.
