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“Oh, he absolutely did want it. But he’ll never admit it to you or to himself. He would probably rather kill me than chance you finding out about it.”

“Well, I’ll just tell him that I already know so he won’t have to kill you.”

“And when he finds out about us?”

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

I didn’t think about that. Hopefully Jordan will understand why I did it, that I did it for him. Mostly.

I push those thoughts aside to figure out my current problem. “If you want to die, then why not tell me to keep shooting you or let Jordan have his revenge?”

“Because I want it to be Dante.”

“You want my father to be the one to end your life?”

“Yes,” he easily admits.

“But why?”

“Because Dante helped turn me into an even bigger monster, and I think he’ll hate having to put me down. That’s why I want to force his hand.”

“That doesn’t make any fucking sense,” I tell him.

He shrugs his shoulders and winces. “It makes sense to me.”

“Fine. Whatever. I promise I’ll convince Jordan not to kill you so that you can take me back to Vegas and let Daddy have that honor of taking your life. Do we have a deal?”

Laughing as if he’s not bleeding profusely from his leg, Eli says, “You know, your father will laugh his ass off when he finds out that you shot me. Not when he finds outwhyyou shot me, but the idea of you holding me at gunpoint and putting a bullet through me, yeah, he’ll be tickled fucking pink.”

“Eli, shut up and tell me where Jordan is!”

Eli

I slam my head against the wall behind me over and over again as I consider my options here. After two nights of banging her brains out, screaming my name over and over again, sweet, innocent little Maddie just screwed up my whole plan.

I was going to fuck her for three nights, kill her biker boy, and then she would gladly run back to Daddy to tell him all the bad shit I did.

That was my initial plan.

Then, after I got Maddie naked the first time, my plan changed a little. I may have stupidly thought that three nights of giving her orgasms would make her fall for me.

How fucking pathetic am I?

Maddie will never want someone like me. She hates me. She hates fucking me.

She hates me so much that she just pulled out a gun and shot me. I’m lucky she missed all my vital organs. Although, I guess it’s possible I could bleed to death if I don’t try and stop the bleeding coming from my leg. While it hurts like a motherfucker, I’m also hard as hell because nothing will ever be sexier than Madison Salvato waving her daddy’s gun around in my face.

God, she’s so fucking hot.

And since Maddie hates me enough as it is, I don’t want her to carry the guilt of my death on her conscience.

She still has one of those, despite being Dante’s spawn. Cass is the only one of his daughters who wouldn’t think twice before putting a bullet in my head. And she’s a good shot, so Cass could easily do it from fifty feet away or more.

“Eli! Tell me where Jordan is!” Maddie demands again.

That fury in her voice, on her beautiful face, is what love looks like.

She loves Jordan, even if he’s been lying to her about wanting to fuck men all this time and she lied to him about who she was, that they were married.

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