Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“You’re fuckin’ crazy.”
“I know, but you like it. You enjoy knowing I’m so fucked up I’d burn the entire world down for you. Knowing you matter so much to me that I’d kill my brother for you is thrilling. My obsession with you is thicker than blood, and that’s what will keep you with me. Always.”
As much as I hate his words, not one thing he said is a lie. “I’m coming with you.”
“You can come, but you can’t stop me. So make sure you’re coming because you want to see me get rid of the problem. He touched what’s mine, and now, he’s a dead man walking.”
“I wasn’t yours then,” I protest.
“No, Solnce, you were always mine. We didn’t know it until now.” Alexie brushes his fingers across my cheek before placing a kiss on my lips. “Let’s go.”
“Alexie, what does Solnce mean?”
“It’s Russian for sunshine.”
“Why do you call me that?”
“Because I was living in perpetual frost before you. You are the warmth I’d always been seeking.”
“I need to remember this moment.”
“Why?”
I look at him and smile. “It’s the moment you cracked my heart.”
15
Alexie
Robert Montgomery is a piece of shit accountant who wears the camouflage of a nerdy, nice guy. I called Kian, and he ran a background check on him. No family apart from a grandmother in Florida who has Alzheimer’s.
I don’t even bother knocking on his door, kicking it down and walking straight in as if I own the place.
“Who the fuck are you?” Robert demands as he barrels toward us.
He doesn’t say another word. I wrap my hand around his throat and slam him down on the hardwood floor. I’m not careful with him like I am with my Solnce. I squeeze so tight that his eyes almost bulge out of his head. “The grim reaper, motherfucker.”
I pull out the knife from my pocket and drag it along the buttons of his shirt. They pop open and expose his bare chest. He tries to speak, but my hold on his throat doesn’t allow him to utter a word.
I drag the sharp tip of the blade from his chin down his bare chest. “You like cutting women, Robert? Does it make you feel like a big man?”
His gaze roams to the door, and recognition flashes in his petrified eyes as he spots Mia. I stab his stomach. “Don’t you dare look at her, motherfucker.”
“Lying,” he spits.
Before I can say anything, Mia’s heels connect with his right eye, moving straight into his head. She tears off her shirt, exposing the vicious lines along her stomach. “I’m lying about this?” She turns, exposing the jagged letters on her back. “I carved your name into my back, did I, asshole? I did this to myself? Why? So I can walk around hating my body? So I was scared to ever fuck another man under a light?” She pulls her heel out and jabs him in the face, his blood spurting. “The only piece of shit liar here is you.”
I pull off my belt and tie his hands together before I stand and tug Mia away from him.
“Get off me!” she shouts.
“Solnce. You’ll get your revenge, but if I let you keep going, you’re gonna kill him before we have a chance to make him suffer.”
My words have the effect I want. She stops stabbing his face with her heel and spits on him before turning to me. “I want him to suffer. I want him to know every bit of humiliation and pain he caused me.”
My hands move through her hair, and I pull her toward me, crushing my lips to hers. I taste her tears and frustration, and my cock gets rock hard for her. I’m a sick fuck because as much as I love this woman, I also love suffering and pain. Love. The realization is not lost on me. I love Solnce. I pull away and stare at her beautiful face before turning my attention back to the piece of shit who thought he could lay a hand on my woman.
I haul Robert up and shove him into the bedroom, tossing him on his bed.
Mia frowns. “What are we doing in here?”
I bend Mia over the bed and pull down her pants, unzipping mine and freeing my hard cock.
“Really?” she asks.
I don’t say a word as I hand her the knife. “Every time my cock moves in and out of your cunt, I want you to stab him. I want to pound your tight pussy while you bathe in his blood.”
My fingers brush her cunt, and she’s drenched. I smile before I push my way in, and Robert screams as the knife slides into his stomach. Bending down I grab a discarded underwear off the floor. Robert shakes his head, but I plug his nose forcing his mouth open before I shove the fabric inside. “That should keep the noise down.”