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Then in the ring, beating up a guy that’s probably just as forced as I am to be here. Probably risks just as much as me if he doesn’t deliver what he’s been asked. Yet, there’s no mercy in the ring and in the sixth round, I knock him out with a merciless punch right in the jaw. I try to check if he’s still alive, but I’m suddenly at another fight, knocking someone else out, and another one.
Another one until I’m the one who gets knocked out cold. I feel blood dripping down my face, but I can’t open my eyes. I want to. I want to get back up and give Mateo what he wants. I want to go back to his fucking mansion, put a bullet between his eyes, grab my sister, and leave forever. I can’t, though, because I’m knocked out and so tired. So. Fucking. Exhausted.
My eyes snap open and I wipe the sweat rolling down my temples. These nightmares make sleeping completely useless. There’s no way to get rest when I go down memory lane.
Everything from the day before hits me. Nate is alive. He threatened Ozy. Jamie was dating him. She chose him over me. She didn’t just choose anyone, she chose Nate. If that fucker is back, Bianco isn’t far, and I can’t let Bianco back into our lives. We can’t get sucked back in. Rose couldn’t take it. I couldn’t take it.
Thoughts go round and round in my head and I can’t do anything about it. Anxiety creeps in and I check the time. 4:21 am.
Anxiety. Shit, it had been too long I hadn’t felt that.
Don’t feel. Numb it down.
I look down at Jamie, asleep on my chest, one leg hooked around mine. The only thing that chases all the other thoughts away is thinking about last night. The way she gave herself to me so willingly. The way she was begging me to take her. My cock wakes at the thought. Everything that happened has put me in a shit, messed-up state and I only feel back in control when I control her. She might not get it now, but I’m not letting that go.
I run my hand up and down her back. Her petite body weighs nothing against mine and I want to pick her up and sit her back down on my dick. I look at my phone again. Between texts from Cam and some random girl from the North Shore of the Falls I fucked at some point in my life, there’s a text from Luke sent at 3 am.
Luke: Your brother showed up at Em’s house. Said he wanted to see Jamie. We can’t have that bro. It’s not safe for Em.
My hand tightens on my phone at Luke calling him my brother. Nate isn’t my brother. He might be genetically, but he lost the title long ago.
He showed up at Emily’s house. He wanted to see Jamie. He probably showed up at her house first.
Does she want to see him?
My hand on her back creeps all the way to her head and I close my fist around her hair. She’s not going back to him, I don’t fucking care what she wants. The beast in me slowly wakes up at the thought of her with him and my grip tightens. She stirs awake and looks at me with sleepy eyes, confused.
“Jake?” her voice is husky from sleep.
As soon as she leaves, she’s going to go back to him.
I try to shut up the devil on my shoulder, hopelessly.
Control. Control. Control.
It goes in my head on repeat, flashing a bright red light of warning. Everything else might be slipping from my grasp, Jamie won’t. I’ll make sure of that.
She puts a hand on mine in her hair, but I don’t let go.
“What are you doing? That hurts.”
I pull hard enough for her head to rear back. She pushes away from me and goes on her back to avoid the pain.
You’re not getting away from the pain, my little Angel.
I climb on top of her and let go of her hair to grab her wrists. She’s so fucking tiny it’s no effort for me to keep them both above her head with one hand.
“He’s looking for you.” I barely recognize my own voice. It’s low, dark, and angry.
She’s still struggling to wake up fully and she looks at me confused. “What? Who?” She tries to pull her wrists away. “Jake, what are you doing?”
“Guess who, Angel. The guy whose dick you sucked before mine.”
Her eyes widen at my crude words, but she doesn’t deny it. My anger doubles and I slip a hand all the way down her naked body and grab her pussy.
Fuck. She’s wet. She’s so fucking wet.
“Always so ready for me.” I slip a finger inside her warm pussy and I feel her clenching. I take it out and add another one. She lets out a deep moan as her eyes flutter shut.
