day.”
“Ray swatted the gun out of Tri’s hand and pulled his own pistol and shot the boy point blank in the chest. Lia was in the fray a second later, screaming like a madwoman as she leaped on Ray. He shot her twice in the gut by the time I could disarm him and get Lia out of the way.”
“I’m not proud to admit this, but I did it. I snapped Ray’s neck and tossed him aside. Lia was a mess, screaming as she crawled to Tri. The boy had died instantly. I had to get away before the police arrived, and I just couldn’t leave Lia behind to die, so I took her with me.”
“She begged me to go back for her brother, but I can’t be tangled in police affairs. As you’ve probably figured out by now, I don’t do daylight. Being arrested or even detained would quickly become a serious problem. Officers would be killed, very messy. I’m not the kind of man you want to put in a corner.”
“Lia was dying. She lost consciousness within a couple minutes. I made a decision, probably the wrong decision. But I did it out of love. I did it to save her life. I never asked if it was what she wanted. Truly, I did it for myself. I cared too much. I didn’t want to lose her. I felt guilty for not being able to stop Raymond in time. I brought Lia into the fold, made her what I am, which also made me her master. The process created a link, a psychic bond. She is my servant. The nature of our bond allows me to force her submission.”
“Lia never really survived. The woman I loved died that day. Tri was everything to her. She didn’t want to live without him. He was all that had ever been good and decent in her life. The Lia you see today is a wholly different creature. She seems near incapable of forgiveness or compassion. She hates all men, I am merely tolerated. You know she prefers women intimately.”
“She blames me for a large part of what happened that day, for not reacting fast enough to disarm Raymond, for not letting her recover her brother’s body, for not letting her die. Her primary grudge now is the power I hold over her, which she forces me to exercise regularly to keep her violent tendencies in check. The old wounds are mostly healed, but a shadow of it remains.”
“Then there’s you, a whole new reason to resist me, and of course to hate you as well.”
I found myself damn near sitting in Enrique’s lap. I couldn’t stay away from him. I decided to give into my impulse for the moment. I slid my hands over him – it just felt right.
“Wow. That’s … really harsh, but it does explain things. So … ah … do you to sleep together?” I tried to pretend like it didn’t matter. For some stupid reason it did matter. I already knew the answer, but I had to hear it from him.
“Yes … we do sleep together, and we’re sexual partners, if you could call it that. It’s more mercenary than anything. Something like you and I last night – she likes it rough, violent.”
“I’m not like that, and don’t compare me to her! Ever!”
“You don’t like it rough? You don’t want me to fuck you till you can’t walk?”
“I’m not into pain. I can take it, don’t get me wrong. Whatever you dish out I can take, but I don’t get off on it.”
“And how are you feeling tonight? Sore? Tender? A little hard to walk?” He smirked at me. But the funny thing, I didn’t really hurt. Maybe a little sore, but no big deal.
“No … I’m okay … If that’s what you expect from me, I’ll be fine.” I tried to play tough. I’m tired of showing him weakness. No more crying.
“For your information, that is not what I like. I don’t enjoy hurting you. And I know for a fact I did hurt you. I did it to show you how dangerous this life can be. I did it on purpose to give you a glimpse of what can happen when we lose control.”
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Chapter 9
“I know
“Ray swatted the gun out of Tri’s hand and pulled his own pistol and shot the boy point blank in the chest. Lia was in the fray a second later, screaming like a madwoman as she leaped on Ray. He shot her twice in the gut by the time I could disarm him and get Lia out of the way.”
“I’m not proud to admit this, but I did it. I snapped Ray’s neck and tossed him aside. Lia was a mess, screaming as she crawled to Tri. The boy had died instantly. I had to get away before the police arrived, and I just couldn’t leave Lia behind to die, so I took her with me.”
“She begged me to go back for her brother, but I can’t be tangled in police affairs. As you’ve probably figured out by now, I don’t do daylight. Being arrested or even detained would quickly become a serious problem. Officers would be killed, very messy. I’m not the kind of man you want to put in a corner.”
“Lia was dying. She lost consciousness within a couple minutes. I made a decision, probably the wrong decision. But I did it out of love. I did it to save her life. I never asked if it was what she wanted. Truly, I did it for myself. I cared too much. I didn’t want to lose her. I felt guilty for not being able to stop Raymond in time. I brought Lia into the fold, made her what I am, which also made me her master. The process created a link, a psychic bond. She is my servant. The nature of our bond allows me to force her submission.”
“Lia never really survived. The woman I loved died that day. Tri was everything to her. She didn’t want to live without him. He was all that had ever been good and decent in her life. The Lia you see today is a wholly different creature. She seems near incapable of forgiveness or compassion. She hates all men, I am merely tolerated. You know she prefers women intimately.”
“She blames me for a large part of what happened that day, for not reacting fast enough to disarm Raymond, for not letting her recover her brother’s body, for not letting her die. Her primary grudge now is the power I hold over her, which she forces me to exercise regularly to keep her violent tendencies in check. The old wounds are mostly healed, but a shadow of it remains.”
“Then there’s you, a whole new reason to resist me, and of course to hate you as well.”
I found myself damn near sitting in Enrique’s lap. I couldn’t stay away from him. I decided to give into my impulse for the moment. I slid my hands over him – it just felt right.
“Wow. That’s … really harsh, but it does explain things. So … ah … do you to sleep together?” I tried to pretend like it didn’t matter. For some stupid reason it did matter. I already knew the answer, but I had to hear it from him.
“Yes … we do sleep together, and we’re sexual partners, if you could call it that. It’s more mercenary than anything. Something like you and I last night – she likes it rough, violent.”
“I’m not like that, and don’t compare me to her! Ever!”
“You don’t like it rough? You don’t want me to fuck you till you can’t walk?”
“I’m not into pain. I can take it, don’t get me wrong. Whatever you dish out I can take, but I don’t get off on it.”
“And how are you feeling tonight? Sore? Tender? A little hard to walk?” He smirked at me. But the funny thing, I didn’t really hurt. Maybe a little sore, but no big deal.
“No … I’m okay … If that’s what you expect from me, I’ll be fine.” I tried to play tough. I’m tired of showing him weakness. No more crying.
“For your information, that is not what I like. I don’t enjoy hurting you. And I know for a fact I did hurt you. I did it to show you how dangerous this life can be. I did it on purpose to give you a glimpse of what can happen when we lose control.”
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Chapter 9
“I know
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