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I roughly grabbed his collar and turned the tables on Sin before he could think twice. He was massive and strong, but he was no match for my seduction. He craved me and his obsession blinded his plan. I had him up against the wall in a matter of seconds. My breath fanned across his mouth as his face tilted down toward mine. His lips begged for a kiss, but I wouldn’t give it to him yet. Not until I got exactly what I wanted.

Payback.

And for him to keep his damn mouth shut.

“What would my little obsession like to know?” Sin played along and his warm breath danced across my wet lips.

A shiver rippled through me at the brush of air that left his lips. The phantom had revealed himself and was ready to take off his mask for me. But Sin still had a wickedness to him.

I had to be careful.

“What makes Sin Cruz tick?” I asked as I brushed the hair away from his left eye and kept eye contact.

“You,” he answered without hesitation.

Bullshit. This deranged man had never met me before today. But I had to indulge in his torment.

“Okay. Fine,” I huffed, but gave him a flirtatious grin and continued. “What do you do in your spare time?”

“Follow you.”

I blinked, stunned by his response, but I still had to remain on course. My other hand lingered over the scar on his right cheek and outlined the old wound. He was clean shaven—no stubble in sight—with the smell of aftershave coming from his skin. Cedarwood. That’s where the scent came from, making my pussy melt for him.

I whispered curiously, “How did you get this scar?”

A strong guy like him with a crazy streak had to have a story. He was powerful and there was no way he’d give into this torture without a fight.

Something flashed in his eyes: a cold streak of petty emotion, or maybe there was none at all. A man as calculated as Sin Cruz seemed incapable of anything other than torment. Torture. The exact practice he had inflicted on me.

“Before I met you.”

Well, obviously. Wise-ass with his brief answers, only involving me.

“Your world doesn’t revolve around me.”

“It does now,” he admitted.

Fine. He wanted to be narrow-mindedly stubborn? I’d cut right to the chase.

“Okay. I’ll make you an offer,” I said as my hands ran down his neck and over a black necklace with a skull pendant. “You can do whatever you want with me. Whatever your dirty and depraved mind desires.”

“Liv, Liv, Liv…” Sin tsked and caught my hands in his grasp. “I know exactly what you’re trying to pull, and I dig it. I really do, but I’m not a desperate man, Liv.”

Suddenly, Sin spun me around and pressed me roughly up against the wall. He put me back in my place, and my chest heaved with wisps of my hair getting sucked into my mouth. An angry fire built inside of me, consuming me with frustration. I was blinded by it and right back where I had started with this infuriating lunatic. He was on to me and rejected my seduction.

I huffed. “Then what are you?”

“I’m addicted. Patient,” Sin breathed as he wiped the hair from my mouth and twirled a strand around his finger. “Biding my time until it’s right.”

“Right?” I asked with narrowed eyebrows. “Right for what?”

“For you.”

“Me?” I asked nervously, my pulse racing. “I just gave you the opportunity to do whatever you want with me.”

“And I am going to do that, Liv,” Sin said and sucked in a deep breath, letting it out right against my cheek. “Whatever I want.”

This fucking freak was confusing me. I gave him the option of sex, a blowjob, or jerking him off and he turned me down. What the hell was he really into? Did he want a finger up his ass?

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