Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 64628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
She spits at me, her saliva touches my neck. “Fuck off, Ryken. Go back to your pregnant fiancé.”
I step back, reaching for a tissue and wiping the spit away. “I could fuck off, if you spread your legs,” I tease her just a little bit more. She does so, spreads them to reveal a white pair of lace underwear.
“Does your fiancé do this for you? Or do you have to search elsewhere for it?” Saskia reaches between her legs, touches herself. As I take a step toward her she slams her legs shut and smirks.
“You fucking little devil.”
She knows it. Especially, now I see that smirk on her lips.
“Where’s my cousin, Ryken? Why isn’t she here with her family if she’s pregnant?”
I shake my head, I’ve wondered the same thing. “You answer mine, and I may consider answering some of yours. Quinn already told you more than enough.”
“Oh, you mean the part where you own me? Or where you traded me?”
She’s angry. I understand her anger, but I like it when she’s angry. It makes my cock harder. She watches me adjust myself with no shame whatsoever, then looks back up to my eyes. “Oh, Barbie, no matter who you think owns you, I’ll always outbid them when it comes to your heart.” She shakes her head at my words. “Now tell me, where is Stiles?”
She shrugs her shoulders. “How the fuck am I meant to know?”
“You mean to tell me you two aren’t a thing?”
She shakes her head as she looks at me, still very much angry, her brows are scrunched together tightly.
“Well, that’s surprising. Livia told me just last week you two were very much a thing.”
She rolls her eyes at me. “Of course, she would.” She says it with such attitude.
I’ve never seen her so outspoken. I like it. It’s making my cock fucking rock hard.
“Where is sweet Livia anyway, preparing for the birth of your child?” she asks, crossing her legs to the other side, spreading them just enough so I can up her dress, then closing them smirking.
“Law school, and no... she’s only just found out about the baby”
She nods her head, rolling her eyes at the same time.
“And you? I’ve heard you’ve become your own businesswoman?”
She nods her head, a real smile now on her face. Obviously, that makes her happy.
“And your mother?” I ask, remembering she lived with her, but I’ve never seen her.
“She’s still in the same place. She’ll never leave.” Her hands touch her thighs and it takes everything in me to not reach out and touch her.
“I’m happy, Ryken. Why did you come back?”
Scratching my chin, I look at her. Is she really happy? I know I’m not happy knowing that she’s not in my bed and I can’t touch her anytime I want. How could she even be remotely happy? “For you. I came back for you, Barbie.”
“You shouldn’t have.”
Leaning back so I touch the door, my back hits the wall. “You sure of that? If I didn’t, he would have come to find you. Who would you rather find you, Barbie?”
“You,” she replies honestly.
Nodding my head at her, my eyes stay on her.
“Stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?” I ask her, smiling.
“Like I’m your last meal.”
“But you are.”
She shakes her head, standing from the bed. “Your fiancé should be.”
She goes to step toward the door, but I’m blocking it. “You opened up your own shop, Barbie, and you called it Barbie’s Beauty.” She smiles. “Do I get a commission for that name?”
“What can I say, the name kind of stuck.”
Her smile makes my heart, that hasn’t beaten for a very long fucking time, suddenly beat again. For her. That smile could light up a dark night’s sky.
“And you haven’t had sex... for how long?”
Her eyes go wide. “Don’t act all innocent on me, Barbie. Especially to me. If you remember I fucked you on a rooftop.”
Her eyes go dark, and she looks down to the floor. When she looks back up at me her eyes are blank. Like she just removed all her feelings in one fell swoop.
“Oh, I remember that night very fucking clearly, Ryken. Do you?”
I step away from the door, so my body is touching on hers, and she doesn’t move or back away. She just continues to breathe as she stares at me.
“I’ll never forget that night, Barbie.”
“You did your final job that night on my heart.”
Shaking my head at her. “That night was the only thing that got me through the last year. You were the only thing that got me through, Barbie.”
“You love Livia. Why are you doing this?”
My hand touches her silky soft skin again. She doesn’t pull away this time, and I remember how rough and demanding I was last time I had her. She probably didn’t deserve that night, but I needed that night to survive. She was the only thing I saw when I closed my eyes then reopened them. It was her, as it always will be.