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He doesn’t move a muscle. His powerful body is still as stone as the water continues flowing down his sculpted frame. “I want you out of my fuckin’ sight. That’s what I want. So, fuck off.”
I can’t help but laugh. How many times have I told him the same words? But his rub me the wrong way. “No. You don’t want that.” But this is what I wanted. Right? For him to hate me, despise me, not want to be around me.
Only when he lifts his head, there’s no defeat in his eyes. I see rage. Fury. And it’s aimed solely and directly at me. He slowly pushes off the wall and moves in front of me. I back against the tile wall, but I also have a stone wall in front of me as he looks down at me. “And you. I know exactly what you want.” His furious tone sends a shiver down my spine, but I’m not sure if it’s a good one or bad one yet. “Get on your fuckin’ knees.”
When I don’t move, he swiftly reaches forward to grip my hair and lower me to the floor. “Tell me you don’t want this. Want me. To play fucking games with me.”
His hard cock inches from my face leave no question to what exactly is going through his mind. But I don’t say anything. I’m taken aback by the rage flowing off him as he shouts, “Fucking say what you want.” The grip on my hair tightens as I look up to him for a few seconds before I admit it.
“You.”
A second later, he jerks my head back and fills my mouth with his cock, harshly thrusting. His movements are wild, feral, as he pumps into my mouth a few times. “No. You want to control me. Because you’re nothing but a fuckin’ needy, controlling bitch who gets off when I take control from you. You’re really a pathetic, scared little bitch. Because you know you’re the worthless, hateful cunt everyone treats you like.”
He shoves himself deeper as he comes, then quickly pulls his dick out my mouth, and hauls me off my knees by my hair. “I don’t fucking want you. You’re nothing more than a hole to stick my dick in. A vile, insufferable devil who has to rule over everyone with such malice because she knows she’ll never be more than tits and a pussy.”
He moves his free hand, rubbing his thumb along my lips. “Well, your mouth has one good use. And now that it’s done, I’m done with you.”
Instantly, his hands leave me and he walks away. My mind is spinning. I know something has his balls in a twist. But this was a crazed, cruel, manic side of him I haven’t witnessed before, and his words cut deeper than anything ever has. Because he’s right. Him taking control sends a thrill through me like I’ve never felt. Only it’s not for the reasons he claims—it’s because for once, I want someone to take care of me. Take control of me to make me feel better than I ever have before.
But that’s not what he just did. He used me. Got his and dismissed me. And now, I feel more worthless than ever. Even the hurt my father has caused me didn’t make me feel this pathetic. Because the difference with Cade is that I let him back in. I hate to admit it, but I did. I got too close. I let my guard down. And I should’ve never let him make me feel this way again just to toss me aside. But he’s about to see exactly how hateful and vile I can be.
31
CADE
I hear Otis’s heavy steps on the dock before I hear him say, “Well, well, look who we have here.”
The old guy remains standing as he studies me for a few seconds. “Ms. King was here in this spot not long ago sulking around too. Is it wrong of me to assume this has to do with her?”
Didn’t know where else to go.And this place seemed like the best option. After leaving the locker room last night, I just wanted to keep driving and never turn back. Instead, I ended up here.
The sun is now rising, the light signaling the start of the day over the water, and it makes me want to plead even more. “Please give me my job back.”
I really need the money. And I need the distraction. No, the stability. Because Otis and this place has provided that more than anything or anyone else in my life.
Blowing out a breath, Otis moves to the edge of the dock, his eyes looking over the water. “Coach seemed pretty set on you focusing solely on ball.”
“I can handle both.” As long asMs. Kingdoesn’t set any more yachts on fire.
“I have no doubt.” Otis focuses back on me. “Anything going on that you can’t handle?”
Fuck yes.“No.”
“You never were a good liar, Cade.”
Morgan’s face pops into my mind.That makes one of us.“I’m not lying when I say I need a job, and if I’m not working here, I’ll be working somewhere else. Coach isn’t paying my bills or contributing to my savings. Why does he have a say in what I do outside of ball?”
“Valid argument.” Otis glances back to the shop. “How about we make a deal? You tell me what’s really troubling ya, and I’ll hire you back on a trial basis.”
“We lost last night.” It’s the easiest way to start the conversation.
He nods. “I’ve been checking in on the games and was a bit surprised when I saw that. Tough loss. But it happens.”
I don’t trust many people, but I trust Otis. “I meant to.”
Otis doesn’t hide his shock as he asks, “And why is that?”
“My dad. He made some shady bet, and it was between losing the game or my brother paying the price.”
