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Parking underground, I open her door before she gets a chance to and slam it shut behind her.I press her body into the frame, gripping one tempting thigh and dragging it up my side as I open her up to rub my aching dick against her virgin pussy.
“You test my fucking patience in a way nobody else ever has.”Biting her lower lip, I suck on it until she’s forced to pull away.
“You never even looked at me twice before Daddy sent you to spy on me.”Her eyes narrow on me, and it fucking hits me like a ton of bricks.
“You letting this shit pass to get my attention, Odette?”She better fucking say yes.
Crossing her arms over her plump chest, she refuses to answer me.That’s okay because I know how to get her to talk.Dropping her leg, I grab her hand and drag her to the elevator and up to the top floor.As soon as the doors open, I direct her down the hall.
Pressing my thumb to the keypad, the door slides open, then I slam it shut behind us, making her jump.She walks around for a minute, but I can’t wait anymore.I pull out the pocketknife I keep on me and slice through her school uniform before she can protest.
“Malice!”she shrieks as she spins around to face me, standing in nothing but too-fucking-innocent white cotton panties and matching bra.
Swiping a thumb across my mouth, I wet it with my tongue before reaching out for her, sliding the damp digit between her breasts and across the slope, down to her belly button.The bruising from her assault looks worse today, and I have to beat back my anger so she doesn’t see how badly I want to kill each of those motherfuckers.
“You have two choices here, rabbit.”I can’t keep my eyes off the way her breasts jiggle with each sharp breath she inhales.“You can tell me why you’ve been letting this shit happen, or I can go kill them all right fucking now.”
“Those are shitty options.”She’s breathless.
Stalking forward, she backs up with every step I take until she hits the countertop.Gripping her hips, I lift her onto the granite.She hisses from the cold stone.“They’re the only ones you’ve got.”I lean down to lick across the valley of her tits.“So, tell me, you been trying to get my attention, Odette?”
CHAPTER5
Odette
The truth has never done any good for me before, so I have no reason to think it will now, but lord, he’s offering it to me.He wants me to express my desire for him, and I don’t know if I can.I don’t think I could handle the heartbreak when my father eventually forbids us to be together.
“Why would I want your attention?”I say instead, crossing my arms again, trying to hide my body from him.He doesn’t let me, however.Pulling my arms apart, Malice pins them behind my back with one hand cinching my wrists.
“Why?”He practically spits the word out, like it’s foreign on his tongue.“Because you fucking belong to me, that’s why.”He’s good and pissed now.
Good.
“I’m not a piece of property.You don’t get to own me.”My eyes narrow on the infuriating man.
“That’s where you’re wrong.In our life, you get owned.It’s the only way to get others to stop sniffing around.It’s the way to ensure enemies never cross the fucking line.You are mine, Odette, and the sooner you accept that the better off you’ll be.”
He slams his mouth over top of mine before I can protest, and I’m struck stupid again.Every time Malice kisses me, I lose my senses.Sliding his hand into my hair, he tugs my head to the side to deepen the kiss.Our tongues tangle, and I lose all control, pulling him into me more with my thighs at his hips.Christ, what is wrong with me?
“Fucking tell me, Odette,” he demands again, and the vulnerability flowing through my veins makes me look away, unwilling to answer him.“Odette.”I shiver at the growl in his voice.“What do I need to do to convince you to tell me you want me?Do I need to plant my cock womb-deep?Plant a baby in this untried body of yours?Tell.Me.”His anger grows, consuming him.
It’d be a lie if I said that didn’t turn me on.An angry Malice Sinclair is a Malice who loses complete control and takes what he wants.
I’ve seen it before.It terrified me then; this time, is different.There’s no one for him to kill.
“Yes.”I whisper the single word, unsure of what question I’m answering.
“I don’t give you enough attention, Odette.That what you’re telling me?”His rough hand brushes through my hair, clutching the back of my head and tilting it back.
“Nobody does,” I finally confess.I love my father; I know he loves me, but he’s so lost in his grief.Some days, I think he’s still trying to climb to the surface of life.
Malice’s eyes narrow on me.“Tell me what you need,” he demands.
I don’t know how to articulate that, mostly because I don’t have the answer myself.“I don’t know,” I whisper, and finally, his furious stare softens.
“Will you let me show you?”I nod eagerly.Perhaps he knows what I need more than I do.“Take these off.”He steps back, pointing at my bra and panties.
“Nobody has ever…”
