Extraits

I can’t get her out of my head. She’s in there and she ain’t budging. Serenity. Fucking Serenity. She’s so fuckin’ perfect. So fuckin’ gorgeous. I shouldn’t even be lookin’ at her, but there she was, talkin’ freely about her innocence and blushing so damn sweet. I want her. It doesn’t matter how much I try to tell myself I don’t, I do. That kiss, fuck, that kiss. It consumed me. All night I lay awake, thinkin’ about it, wondering how the fuck I was going to get around this one. I can’t ignore it, I know that, but I can’t pretend it’s not happenin’ either.

I’m in the shower, trying to wash away all the tension of the morning. I’ve tried to clear my head, but I can’t get her to budge. I had to get away from the compound, just for an hour. I fill my palm with shampoo, and lather it into my hair, before throwing my head back and washing it out. My body is tight, my dick is hard, and I am acting like a love struck teenager. I don’t know what the attraction is, granted she’s fucking gorgeous, but she’s so much younger than me. I’ve never looked at a younger woman, never even thought about it, but she gets to me. It’s like we have something between us that just can’t be explained.

“You dare fuckin’ argue with me?”

His voice, a voice that’s meant to be gentle, isn’t. It’s hard, cold, and empty. He feels nothing. He’s just a cold-hearted killer.

“I’m sorry,” I rasp, struggling to breathe through the pain.

“You ever fuckin’ question me again, and I’ll put a fuckin’ bullet in your ugly, motherfuckin’ skull.”