I saw her texts and made some phone calls of my own after I spoke to my father. That’s why the guys and I showed up during his class. We were to make a point. I was claiming my girl. Guess I should have made him stay and watch what I did to her.
His shoulders stiffen. “Now, Easton—”
I punch him in the face, knocking his head back. “You’ll do what I fucking tell you to do. Otherwise, you’ll lose your fucking job,” I shout, that fire growing again. My skin breaks out in a cold sweat. “And I’ll take her to the cops and have her file a rape charge against you.” His father may be a powerful Lord, but I can still take him down. It’ll just mean I have to get dirty. My father is a Lord too. And the Lords don’t like it when you jeopardize their existence.
He rubs his face, blood running from his nose. Then a smirk appears on his busted lips. “You’ll never be able to prove it.”
“Boys,” I call out. Jayce and Corbin both step out of the dark corner, and he takes a step back. “I’ll do whatever needs to be done to get you the fuck away from her. Even if that means forcing you to fuck her with a gun to your head.” As jealous as I feel over my little demon, I’m nothing but determined to do whatever needs to be done to get him out of her life.
His lips thin, and he growls. “You’re a sick fucking bastard.”
“I can be. It’s up to you how far I’ll go.” I shrug carelessly. There are two guns in Jayce’s backpack right now along with a few knives. I’ll carve him up like a fucking pumpkin before I pump some bullets into his chest and then throw him on the front porch like a Halloween decoration left out to rot.
“I’ve got cameras in my classroom.” His words make my muscles tense. Even though I expected it. “Just last week, she willingly crawled underneath my desk so I could fuck her mouth. No one believes a whore who cries rape.”
I punch him again. This time, his body hits her nightstand, making it rattle, and she stirs, but her eyes remain closed.
“Take him to Barrington,” I order Jayce and Corbin. “Then his house. I want every tape and USB drive.” I turn to face them. “Get me every recording he has. Destroy every laptop, computer, and cell phone.”
“No, wait—” He raises his hands, and I punch him again in the side of his face this time, knocking him to the floor.
I reach out my left hand, and Jayce tosses me his backpack. I catch it and unzip it, pulling out the Glock 19 9mm. I cock it as I crouch down, pushing the end of the barrel to his head, making him whimper. “If I so much as see you look her way, I’ll chop off both of your hands and make you watch me set them on fire so you have no hope of reattaching them.” Pushing the gun farther into his skull, it forces him to roll onto his back. “Making sure you never get the chance to jack your worthless dick off to the thought of her again.”
He closes his eyes tightly. “Easton—”
“Do you understand me?” I ask calmly.
“Yes … yes, I understand you,” he rushes out.
Removing the gun from his head, I stand and nod to Jayce and Corbin. “Go.”
They walk over to him, pick him up by his arms, and drag him out of her room, leaving me alone with my girl. Now it’s time to wake her up and tell her the good news.
The devil is here to claim his little demon.She’s all mine.
ELLINGTON
I OPEN MYheavy eyes and moan but realize I can’t speak. Panic makes my heart race, and I go to sit up, but I can’t do that either. I’m on my back with my arms underneath me. At least, I think they are. They’re numb.
Turning my head from side to side, I see I’m in my room. My lamp is on, giving the room a soft glow. I try to move my feet, but I turn to my side and look down to see my ankles duct-taped together. I start screaming into the tape that I now know is over my mouth.
“Well, hello, my little demon.”
My eyes snap to my left, and I see Sin standing by my bed. He’s dressed in a pair of black jeans and a matching hoodie, but his mask from the Freak Show is long gone. I blink, my breathing becoming erratic.
He sits down on the side of the bed, and I arch my neck, trying to relieve the tension in my back. His fingers caress my tender skin where one of them wrapped the chain around it. I whimper.
“I’m not going to hurt you, Elli. Quite the opposite.” His fingers move to wrap around my throat, and I feel my pussy clench, my thighs tightening. “I’m going to make every dark fantasy you have come true,” he says simply.
Tears spring to my eyes, and I suck in a deep breath through my nose.
“Isn’t that what you want?” he asks, his hand leaving my neck and running softly up and down my chest. Light as a feather, making my skin break out in goose bumps.
I nod, unable to answer, realizing I’m naked.
He removes his hand, and I find myself leaning toward him, hoping for his touch, but he stands. I watch with blurry vision from the tears that have yet to fall as he removes his hoodie and shirt and unbuttons his jeans. Pushing them down, he then takes off his boxer briefs. He’s hard. His dick standing to attention.
My pulse races at his large size and the piercings that run along his shaft and the head of his dick. I count at least six barbells and one ring.