Page 154 of Boys Who Crave


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Finally, he releases me and steps back to marvel at his trap like he’s proud of it.

“You … you’re a goddamn elusive woman, you know that?” he mutters, pulling out a packet of cigarettes. “Stalking me. Texting me. Sneaking into my office, my house … and for what? A dick to fuck?”

He sticks it up and lights it on fire, blowing the smoke in my face, but I don’t even flinch.

“You have boys fawning all over you. You’re a maneater.”

“Excuse you,” I say, tilting my head.

“Point stands,” he retorts, flexing his muscles in that tight black shirt of his.

“Theyworship me.”

“Theyshouldn’t. You’re a criminal.”

I smile. “And your dick gets hard from fucking one.”

His brow twitches, and he takes another drag.

Clearly, I hit a nerve. Good.

I jerk on the cuffs again out of sheer annoyance that he tied me up like this. I never let anyone tie me up, especially not a man, and especially not one like him.

He snorts. “That won’t help you.”

“I never expected you to stoop to my level, Foley,” I snarl.

He smirks in an obnoxiously handsome manner. “You thought you were the only one capable of deceit?”

He’s trying to one-up me?

“You’re a goddamn cop. You can’t do this.”

He takes another puff and blows the smoke into my face. “And what are you going to do about it?”

That … “Motherfucker,” I hiss, jerking the cuffs again.

“I can do whatever the fuck I want here. No one is watching. No one knows you’re here… except me.” When the smoke clears, his chiseled face is hard to look away from. “You’re entirely at my mercy.”

Well, I’ll be damned.

Foley has a twisted side to him that I wasn’t aware of.

“Do you even know why I brought you here?” he asks.

“Enlighten me.”

He sucks in a deep breath through his nose. “Behind me, a man was found cut into little pieces. Just like each of the bodies we’ve found as of late. Bodies left in the same manner … left for us to find.”

“I don’t see how this has anything to do with me.”

He slams his hands into the concrete wall beside me, his face mere inches away from mine.

“Youbroke into my fucking officeandmy house. What were you looking for? Was it evidence?”

I bite my lip, taunting him. “I plead the Fifth, Officer.”

His left eye twitches. “You had the nerve to break into my apartment and force me to fuck you, and you can’t even admit you had an ulterior motive?”