Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 176345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 882(@200wpm)___ 705(@250wpm)___ 588(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 176345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 882(@200wpm)___ 705(@250wpm)___ 588(@300wpm)
Okay, now I can’t stop the blush from spilling over my face and chest.
“And if my queen is hungry …” He grabs my hand and presses a gentle, chivalrous kiss on top. “Then I will satisfy her stomach as thoroughly as I satisfy her pussy.”
I swallow down the piece of sushi, but it’s hard, so incredibly hard, when someone like him is staring at me like I am a fucking goddess to him just by being in his presence and eating his food.
And something about that feels … humbling.
No one has ever gotten down on their knees for me. Nor have they worshipped me like this.
He leans in to grab a piece of sushi and tips down my chin to put it on my tongue himself, and he watches each bite I take like I’m taking a bite out of him.
And I don’t understand why. All I’ve done is try to kill these boys.
I’ve hit him, kicked him, fought with him every step of the way, and here he is, feeding me like he’s grateful for it.
“Aren’t you mad at me?” I ask after a while.
He runs his fingers through his red hair. “No, why would I be?”
“I hurt you,” I say. “And I got you into trouble with Nathan.”
He laughs. “Oh yeah, I still owe him a whipping.”
My eyes widen, and I grip his wrist. “Whipping? Nathan whips you?”
He pauses his feeding me. “I don’t mind.”
“So that was you in that chamber,” I mutter.
“You …” His eyes narrow. “You were the one watching us during that party?”
The grin on my face speaks for me.
Milo tilts his head. “Did you enjoy it?”
I release his wrist. “I don’t understand. I thought you’d be upset.”
“Over someone seeing us? No. I know who I am and what I like. And I more than happily take whatever anger Nathan has to give me.” He leans in to caress my face ever so gently, and wherever his fingers touch, my skin comes alive. “Just as I’ll take whatever rage you want to release on me.”
“I don’t have rage,” I retort.
A filthy smirk spreads on his lips. “Who are you lying to? Because I don’t believe one word.”
“I … I …”
“You think your rage is something to be hidden,” he says, his fingers lingering near my lips, and every fiber of my being fights the urge to lean in to kiss this man who’s seen every inch of my fucked-up soul and still wants nothing more than to love it. “But all I see is perfection.”
But he is part of their group, part of the three evil boys who have done nothing but use me, and I pull away to stop myself. “I’m just saying, it’s wrong.”
His brows twitch. “It’s not. Who told you that?”
“I don’t know.” I shift in my seat. “I just …”
“You don’t want your family to know about your secrets,” he murmurs. “You enjoy the violence you dish out.”
I chomp on another piece of sushi, but it doesn’t taste so divine anymore when I’m being interrogated.
“I do what I have to,” I reply.
“Just like Nathan does what he has to,” he says.
“I don’t kill anyone for sport or money.”
He cuts through a new sushi roll, the stare he throws me from behind the strands of red hair making it hard to look away. “Then what do you kill for?”
I swallow, but a piece of sushi catches in my throat, and I cough. “Nothing…”
He plants the knife into the board. “No one kills without reason. You can tell me.”
“And have you hold it over my head?” I muse. “Add another way to extort me? I’m not stupid.”
“Hey, that wasn’t my idea,” he says, arranging more rice on a nori sheet. “I just do what I’m told.”
“You always listen to Nathan, so when he tells you to hurt me, you will.”
He glances at me and then plucks the knife from the board again to chop some salmon. “I will never, ever hurt you,” he says. “Unless you want me to, of course.”
“Then what was all that fucking around you guys did with me? In the alley, and in the Shack, and right here in this house?”
He layers the salmon on top and places them neatly on a plate before presenting it to me. “That was pleasure. And I know you felt it too.”
The way he looks at me makes it impossible to look away.
“Now eat. I won’t have you starving in this house. Not while I can help it.”
I frown and pick up some of the sushi. It practically melts on my tongue, so delicious.
“First you fuck with me, then you feed me. You can’t expect me not to find this all a bit confusing.”
“It doesn’t have to be,” he says. “We can just enjoy each other’s company, and after, you can cut me with your knife if you want.” He whips around his knife as a devilish smile appears on his face. “Or mine. Your choice.”