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I’m just the fucking messenger.Lazarus Rossi’s last words to me still fucking haunted me.
The words he'd uttered before I threw him to the ground and beat the shit out of him. He’d had no fucking goons then, no, it had been just him and me.
Because he'd trusted me.
I winced at the words. He’d been my fucking friend…the guy I'd thought of as blood. Now we were fucking enemies…and it was all dad’s fault.
Beep.
I jerked my gaze to the cell.
Nick: She’s fucking excited, man. You should see her, she fucking hugged me, pressing those little tits against my chest.
My cock grew hard as I took in a deep breath, my rage and hunger fusing. It was good they were leaving…good they left this place and the fucking rage and stench of death behind.
Run, little mouse. Run as fast and as far as you can.
I didn’t know what’d happen if she didn’t. I licked my lips, imagining them in Nick’s room. She thought he was a friend, thought he was the‘good guy’.But he wasn’t. He was just as fucking excited about having her here as I was. He just needed a little…push.
Nick: She’s going to shower and get ready. I wonder if she needs some company?
A twitch came in the corner of my cheek as I jerked my gaze to the wall separating our rooms.
He wouldn’t fucking dare.
Would he?
I grabbed my cell and punched out a reply.You fucking touch her first and I’ll kill you,and hit send.
She wasmine, mine if her mom didn’t move the fuck out.
She lingered in my head as I pushed to stand up. I needed to go for a run, needed to somehow get clear of her. This hunger in me wasn’t right. I yanked on my sneakers and pulled on a shirt before heading out the door. I raced down the stairs, listening to my dad as he chuckled. I was halfway down when the study door opened and he stepped out.
Our gazes met and surprise lifted his brows. “Tobias.”
“I’m heading out for a run,” I muttered, catching sight of Elle Castlemaine as she smiled and reached out, placing her hand on his arm.
She saw me then, her eyes widened, and her hand slipped from my father’s arm as she forced a smile. I didn’t wait any longer, just turned my focus to the stairs and left them behind. My damn head was booming as I yanked open the front door and stormed out. By the time I hit the front of my car, I was striding out, making my way to the gate.
The way she fucking touched him…the way he'd fucking smiled.
He hadn’t smiled that way with mom. I punched in the code and slipped around the gate as it opened. Then I was gone, lengthening my strides and pushing into a run. I’d already been at the gym for three hours this morning, but still it wasn’t enough.
I couldn’t stop thinking about her, about her tight little tit under my hand and the way her nipple tightened when I'd pinched it. I pushed harder, forcing myself faster as the fantasy returned. It wasn’t my fingers that grazed her flesh.
I wanted my tongue there, too. My teeth, as well.
Pure…
The scent of vanilla drew deep with every breath. I focused on the road and the houses. I focused on the kids on the swings that I raced past and the sun as it dimmed in the sky. I focused on anything else and by the time I turned into my street once more and slowed at the gates, I was spent.
Hard, sawing breaths consumed me. My shirt was soaked and stuck against my skin. I punched the code into the gate box with trembling fingers and yanked my shirt over my head.
When I opened the front door, I could hear them. Music piped through the speakers in the house, something old and…happy.
“Another bottle of champagne,” Elle Castlemaine called as I strode toward the stairs.
From the corner of my eye, I caught it as my father chuckled and strode to the kitchen. He didn’t see me, not this time. But there was something different about him, something I didn’t like. He seemed too happy to be moving Elle Castlemaine and her daughter out.Far too fucking happy.
