Because now he is here, and for reasons I can’t begin to understand, he refuses to let go.
And my situation is messy enough without him adding to it.
He needs to leave me alone. We can’t be anything to each other.
My body… it’s no longer mine to give away.
I already sold my soul to the devil.
Chapter4
Hunter
All fucking day, my thoughts have been consumed byher.
By a certain redhead with wide hazel eyes and a mouth I can’t seem to forget.
Hell, ever since that night, she is all I think about.
And I don’t like it one bit.
Someone occupying my mind like this is a liability. And I don’t tolerate those.
Except…
Except…Piper Ashthorne.
That should be self-explanatory.
The girl is a bloody enigma.
And I want to pry her open and see what hides beneath all that elegance and innocence.
I want to know what lives inside that pretty little head of hers, inside her soul too.
And it irritates the absolute hell out of me.
What irritates me even more is the fact that I seem to want more, while she appears entirely set on pretending none of it mattered.
I don’t chase women.
I never have.
Yet with her, every rule I have lived by suddenly seems useless.
But one thing became very clear to me the moment I saw her virgin blood stain my cock.
She is fucking mine.
Even if I don’t particularly like what that says about me.
This primal need to claim her overrides every shred of common sense I possess.
It feels as if a monster woke inside me that night.
And it wants more of her. Her body, her thoughts, her smiles.
Every bloody piece of her.
