Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75862 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75862 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
He grabs both of my hands in one of his and slams them above my head and against the wall, then he leans closer, so close his lips nearly touch mine.
“If you kiss me, I will bite you,” I warn, eyes flaring, anger bubbling to the surface.
“We’re not together.”
“Fuck. You.”
“Which means—” he squeezes my hands tighter “—that I can fuck whoever the hell I want.”
That hurts. It burns right to my core. And I can’t hide it. My face scrunches and I bite my tongue so hard blood bursts to the surface. God damn him. The pig.
“Why the fuck did you storm off like a scorned lover?”
I shake my head, jerking at my hands. “Let me go!”
“You will answer me or I will stand here for the entire night. Doesn’t bother me, babe. I am a big man and I’ve done a whole lot worse.”
“I will scream, Maverick. Do not doubt it. I will scream so loud you’ll be hauled out of here in a second.”
“You even open that pretty mouth to scream and I will shove something in it, don’t tempt me.”
“Fuck you!” I spit.
“You’re goin’ to answer my questions, and I have a few for you. You lie to me, you’re goin’ to see a side you do not like.”
“Are you threatening me?” I gasp, looking up at him.
His eyes burn into mine. “Absolutely.”
“Let me go,” I growl.
“First question,” he says, ignoring my warning. “Why the fuck did you get so upset when you saw me fuckin’ that woman?”
I flinch.
He smirks.
“I want to hit you so hard right now,” I hiss. “I hate you. I wish to God I never met you.”
“What did I say about lyin’?”
I swallow and try to keep my scowl, but there is no point, he isn’t letting me go. Fine, he wants answers, he can have them. I’m done with it.
“Another question first, I’ll answer that one last,” I say, my voice steady, but hard.
“Fine, we’ll dive right in, shall we? You in on your ex-boyfriend’s operations?”
I blink, and then my mouth drops open and hurt floods me. “Please, for the love of God, tell me you did not just ask me that?”
“Gotta know, babe, because his shit is followin’ you, he wants you, for some reason, and I gotta wonder if you’re playin’ me for a fool.”
I start squirming again, this time using my legs and stomping at his feet. “You piece of ... I can’t believe you’d ask me that, after everything I told you. I can’t believe you think I’d help that ... that monster with anything. Let me go!”
“Calm down.”
“Let me go!” I screech.
“Calm down, Scarlett.”
“I could have you locked away in a damned second. Let me go.”
“Three seconds to calm down or I will fuckin’ make you calm down.”
“You jerk! You jerk! You jerk! I confided in you. I told you that story, because I thought you believed in me, but you don’t, just like everyone else. I can’t believe I trusted you!”
He moves quickly, pulling me off the wall and grabbing my shoulders, twisting me and shoving me toward the bed, there he pushes and I go flying backward, landing on my back. I don’t get the chance to scurry away because he flattens me with his body, pinning my hands again, big legs on either side of my hips, chest holding me down, face close to mine. “It was a yes or no question.”
“It shouldn’t have been a question,” I whisper, so hurt my heart aches.
He studies me. “Had to ask.”
“Get off me.”
“You know I had to ask.”
“I trusted you.”
“Babe,” he murmurs. “Had to ask.”
“Fuck you, Maverick.”
“Gettin' there. Next question.”
“I’m not answering any one of your questions, not now. Get off me.”
“Is there anythin’ you aren’t tellin’ me about Treyton?”
I squirm. “Off!”
“Is there anythin’ you aren’t tellin’ me about Treyton?”
“There’s something wrong with you ... you ... savage!”
“Is there anythin’ you aren’t tellin’ me about Treyton?”
“God dammit!” I yell. “No. No there isn’t. I told you all I know.”
He nods. “Last question. Why did you freak out when you saw me fuckin’ that other woman?”
“I didn’t. Now get off me.”
“My dick is hard, baby, and I will shove it in your mouth if you lie to me again, because fuck knows I’ve been thinkin’ about it since I first met you and my control is very fuckin’ weak right now.”
I gape at him. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Got the most beautiful girl in the world beneath me, squirmin’, makin’ my dick throb, and she’s lyin’ to me which makes me angry. A hard dick and an angry heart is not a good combination. Now, I’ll ask you again, why did you freak out?”
“I was just shocked, that’s all.”
“Another lie. Last chance, Scarlett.”
I close my mouth and glare at him.
He reaches down and unzips his jeans. God damn him. Fire erupts between my legs, and I hate that, because I’m supposed to be angry at him.