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“Why did you release the video, Cole?” I couldn’t disguise the hurt in my tone.
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. What’s done is done.” He trailed his knuckles down my cheek, the same ones that had killed another human being only hours ago.
I sucked in a breath, my heartbeat breaking into a crazy gallop.
“Damage control,” I managed to squeak out as his fingertips moved down my neck. Gulping, I tried again. “I have to talk to Daddy. He’ll be home tomorrow. You know he’s going to come down on you.” Did I really just tell him my plan? What the actual fuck happened to my brain when I was this close to him?
Cole chuckled. “I can handle your father.” His attention dropped down to my breasts.
I wondered what his mouth would feel like on them. His hot, warm tongue licking and sucking my nipples.Stay focused on the mission, Shae!“Why did you do it?”
Cole leaned in, the tip of his nose brushing against my neck. “You make me so goddamned crazy,” he whispered. “Seeing you with Ibrahim and Matt ...” He pushed away from me, seething. “How you deal with your problem is up to you.” He turned and approached his bed.
Prick!I wouldn’t have a situation to fix if it weren’t for Cole. An uncontrollable rage rippled through me. As he reached out to collect his phone, I shot across the room and jumped on his back, wrapping my arms around his neck as tightly as I could manage. “You picked the wrong girl to fuck with, you stupid bastard.” Before I could throw him to the ground, Cole spun on his heel and flopped back on the bed, pinning me against the mattress. He grabbed my hands and easily peeled my fingers away from his skin. Rolling over, he worked his legs between mine, secured my wrists above my head, and hovered a few inches over me.
With harrowing, intense eyes, he glared at me. “Don’t open Pandora’s box.” His hips lowered against mine, and my mouth gaped when I felt his erection pressing against my jeans. He was getting off on tormenting me. Cole shifted, allowing me to feel the entire length of his cock, his slightly parted lips directly above mine. I sucked in a breath, mentally begging him to rip off my clothes and fuck me. Hard.
Cole shot off me and pointed to the door. “Get out.” His steely tone left no room for negotiation.
I rose and adjusted my shirt and smoothed my hair, horrified that he’d played me. Again. “I fucking hate you,” I spat.
“Good.”
I’d never had hate sex before, but for the first time, I was willing to try it. Composing myself, I tilted my chin in the air and marched out of his room, clinging to what little dignity I had left. I didn’t bother closing the door. He could do it his damn self.
“Girl, what happened?” Isabel asked the second I had reached the group again.
“I confronted Cole.”
Zoe climbed off the bed and joined me, pity rolling off her in waves. “What did he say?”
“For me not to worry about it. He refused to say anything else.” His dick had spoken for him loud and clear, though. He’d loved dominating me.
The memory of his hands holding my wrists, the heaviness of his body against mine, the mattress dipping beneath our weight.No!A shiver danced up my spine as I tried to calm my thoughts. No matter how my hormones hummed with need, I couldn’t lose sight of the fact that he’d killed someone and humiliated me in public.
Dani stared a hole in me. “That’s all? You look flustered as hell.”
“I’m fine. I have to pee.” I tucked my hair behind my ear and headed to my bathroom, where I could have a minute alone.
After locking myself in, I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes. I didn’t understand what had happened with Cole. One second, I was pissed, the next horny and mentally pleading for him to touch me. Shit. Maybe I was bipolar. My emotions and hormones were bouncing around faster than a ping pong ball during a championship match.
I hurried to the sink, turned on the cold water, and rinsed my face. Glancing into the mirror, I noticed sad blue eyes returned my stare. At that moment, I questioned who I really was. I’d never considered the idea I was a bad person before. A bitch, sure, but not an awful human being. Now, I was facing the consequences of my choices. Plus, I’d risked my daddy’s respect and trust.
But Cole ... I groaned. My attempt to blackmail him with the murder was a hard fail. I squared my shoulders and reminded myself that I was still a Wessex—intelligent, strong, and courageous. I quickly ran a brush through my hair before returning to my friends and plotting my next move.
I wasn’t sure what it was, but something was off about the entire situation. From the video to the motorcycle gang to the murder. How could I have been so wrong about who Cole really was?
There was only one way to find out, and I was up for the challenge. If I was going down, then so was he.
ChapterSeven
Prying my eyelids open, I smacked the top of the nightstand in an attempt to locate my phone. My fingers wrapped around the case, and I peered at the time. Holy shit. It was almost noon.
I bolted upright as the reminder that Daddy would be home soon bitch-slapped me. By the time the girls left, it had been nearly four in the morning. I was exhausted from the drama and had practically fallen into bed with my clothes on.
Tossing the blankets off me, I placed my feet against the soft carpet and stretched. A hot shower would clear my head and help me decide what I would say to Daddy. Knots twisted my stomach as I imagined the look of disappointment on his face. The mere thought of it gutted me. I’d always been the apple of Daddy’s eye, but it would change after I confessed about Ibrahim and Matt.
I dragged my feet to the bathroom, my thoughts running rampant. I’d considered telling Daddy about Cole and the gang, but it would come across as though I was trying to get out of trouble and redirect my father’s attention to Cole. Honestly, it wasn’t a bad idea. This mess was Cole’s fault, and I fucking owed him.
