Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 108656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
“Fuck you.”
“Oh, fuck me. What’s the matter? Don’t like when you’re beat?” he asked.
“I know what the hell I’m doing,” she said.
He was surprised as she took her jacket off. She paused on the strap of her pants. “What are you going to do? Make me walk back through the party with no clothes on? Make me a mockery so when we get back to school, they can all laugh and joke at the fat girl who was naked at your party?”
He smiled. “That actually sounds like a lot of fun, but to be honest, I want you naked because I feel people tell the truth without their clothes on. Besides, where’s the fun in playing a game completely dressed?”
She still hesitated at the buckle of her pants. They did look so cute on her, and he couldn’t recall her wearing them in school. She cursed his name and started to wriggle out of her clothes.
With only her bra and panties on, he couldn’t help but admire her. Her body was a lot bigger than most of the girls he knew but it certainly didn’t distract from her natural beauty. She never wore makeup or tried to gain his attention. She really was a real enigma to him.
She sat down on the floor but he tutted.
“Not going to happen. I said strip. I meant all of it, or are you too stupid to follow even basic orders?”
“You know, you’re really starting to piss me off, Drake. I don’t have to do this. What you’re doing right now is fucking illegal.”
He held his cell phone as a reminder of his reach. His family didn’t have to worry about legalities. They owned the police. They owned everyone. “You seem to keep forgetting who’s in charge here. I’m the one who will decide if your precious boyfriend gets left alone or we drag his ass in. You really think Sean has what it takes to defend himself?”
“Why are you wasting your time with me? Ree wants to be with you. I don’t have a clue why she does, but she’s right outside, waiting for you. Why can’t you just accept it?”
Drake smiled. “I can accept that. By the end of the night, I’ll probably use her, and like most bitches, she’ll get discarded along with the rest.”
She snorted. “You really are a piece of work, you know that?”
He shrugged. “I don’t care what you think. I never have cared about what you or anyone else thinks. You need to learn to pick better friends, Pru. Ones that aren’t so willing to throw you into the fire.”
She shook her head. “I’m not taking my underwear off.”
“Okay, well, then, I think something else is in order.” He stood up, grabbing her arms and pulling her to her feet. She tensed in his arms and he saw the flash of fear. He hadn’t seen her react to him for a long time and he missed it. He missed seeing how worried and afraid she would get. He smiled. “Not so immune to me as you like to make me think.”
“Leave me alone.”
“I don’t want to.”
She held on to him tightly, refusing to let him go. “You don’t have to do any of this. There’s always a way out. Why do you have to make everything so fucking difficult?”
“It comes naturally to me. Don’t you get it? Being predictable is boring and no fun. You’re not predictable. Well, apart from when it comes to your friends. You always know how far to push and how to piss me off.” He smiled. “I don’t mind. I like playing this game with you, and I know you like playing it with me.”
She shook her head. “You’re delusional. Let me go.”
“No.” He quickly spun her around, flicked the catch of her bra, and removed it from her body before forcing her back to face him. “You’re so stubborn, Pru. They’re just a pair of tits!” He let her go, watching her fall on her ass, and he didn’t even bother to help her up. “Come on, hurry up.”
He saw the anger now in her face.
Before he could stop or restrain her, she attacked him, throwing him onto his ass. She straddled his waist, and he caught her wrists before she could sink her nails into his face. He didn’t want to mess up his pretty little face. It was part of him, after all, and he liked the way he looked and had no intention of changing it.
“I fucking hate you.”
Drake was shocked by how strong she was. There was real power in her and she looked so fucking fierce it made his dick ache for more of her. She was stunning, but this was his home, his domain, and she’d come into his place, not the other way around.
Sure, he’d forced Ree to call her, but that didn’t mean she had to come and it certainly didn’t mean she had to bring Sean. He knew what to do to piss her off. To really fuck with her head. Sean was her weakness. She always, in some way, felt responsible for the little fucker. She needed to learn the only way to fight him was to cut all those ugly fuckers out of her life, and then she’d win.