hapter Sixty–Three
DRAVEN
So what you’re telling me,” Emily says while trying with a piece of bacon on her plate. “Is that he sank his fangs into your neck and you liked it. Then you woke up and your fare was healed along with all your bruises and your sherdded earlobe.”
I smile as widely as I can before biting into one of the perfect biscuits that Emily made for our breakfast and nod. “Yeah. And if I’m not mistaken, I think my boobs
the laughs. “It wasn’t weird furving sex with a man that had his fangs out?
se is just… beautiful.”
I turkle “You seen him naked. He could sprout three heads during sex and I’d still rock the fuck out of his body,” I say. “He is
The laughs, heaping a spoonful of hollandaise over her biscuits. Then, she shakes her head. Td be lying if I said he didn’t scare me to death. I can tell he doesn’t like
1 supperis a groan. Its on the tip of my tongue to tell her that Domonic doesn’t give a fuck about her one way or the other, but I dont. Instead, I just smile. “You d be surprised what turns you on given the specimen.” Narrowing my eyes at her, I add, “What if Kods had a pair of fangs and he wanted to bone, what would you do?”
She chokes, powers of biscuits flying from her mouth. “W–what?”
1 pizzle, noting the flush of red tainting the perfect golden skin of her cheekbones. Don’t pretend like you don’t like him, I can see how much you
She takes a deep drink of her juice, her eyes falling sad. “It doesn’t matter what I like. He doesn’t like me.”
Hmm. Not the feeling I get from him. Although Koda and Quinn never said what they were fighting about, I got the distinct impression it was about Emily. “You don’t know that,” I chirp. “I th
ink he does. He’s just… super reserved.“.
“Hat She bites out. “No. He really doesn’t like me. Her face fall, a melancholy cloud shadowing her features. “Yesterday, when he and Domonic came back with you, I tried to kiss him.!
My eyes go wide. “Why am I only hearing about this now?
She thakes her head, cloning her eyes. “It was stupid. He practically threw me into the wall, I was so embarrassed. He hasnt spoken to me since then.”
Weird. I would have bet my left ass cheek that Rod had a thing for her. “Well what about Quinn then, I coo, a sly smile spreading across my lips. “He’s into you, for
She takes a deep leath. “Yeah, I noticed, but… I don’t like him like that.”
Well, maybe you could. Maybe the problem is that you’re fixated on Koda, not so much that you aren’t attracted to Quinn. Because trust me girl, I’ve seen all Quinn has to offer, and its quite a bit.” And maybe all Koda needs is a little jealousy to shake him up a bit.
“I doubt it,” she says. “He literally told me that I disgust him and that if I ever touch bin again he’ll let Domenic feed on me.
The juice I was drinking right then sputters out of my mouth in a spray of laughter. He said what?”
Her face tells me she didn’t find Kodas threat nearly as amusing as I did. “He said he’d let Damonic est me. Does he do that? Does Domonic eat people?”
I grin, thinking of the times I’ve had Domonic’s mouth between my legs. “He does,” buckle. But only to pleasure them.”
Her fare flushes again as if stars not sure what I mean by that. Til take your word for it.”
Reaching toward her hand on the table, I give it a squeror. “I don’t believe Koda is disgusted with you as you think he is. I’ve seen the way he looks at you. Staring at you whenever you’re not paying attention. I sigh. “I don’t understand why he’s acting that way, but let me tell you, Domonic was the same when we first met. He literally demands Upt I take the first train out of town
thy’d he do that? She asks. It’s obvious that he adores you. He almost ripped my head off when Leo took off with you. As if failed in stopping him somehow.”
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Chapter Sixty–Three
Ifrown “Honestly, I’m still not entirely certain, Maybe fear? Cir insecurity? |
You haven’t asked him?
Taking a deep breath, I begin to answer her, but the sound of a beat engine has me leping from the table in per out the window. “They re here,” I say:
Whats here? Emily chirps, standing at my back and following my line of sight. Her he falls on Paul’s gorgeous facade pulling up to the shore. “Whos that?
“That’s Paul,” I say with a smile. “Mister Coffer.”
My eyes focus on the yacht polling up and the females that climb down. Shil. They brouil
Perfect
DOMONIC
Sitting outside of the jewelry store after shopping, I can’t tear my eyes away from the two rings in my lap. Why did I buy two? What was the point in doing that?
One ting was simple diamond chip on a thin gold band. The red velvet box is just as dainty as the ring. Not too pricey and not at all special, It was a ring with a purpose and was probably the more basic of any in the shop.
But the other… the moment I sair it, I was hypnotized. The white gold band gleamed in the light, begging for my attention. Two perfect, dazzling emeralds set around a beautifully cut diamond at the center. It was perfect and I couldn’t leave the store without it. It reminded me of someone, Someone who I never hunted to lopet. So I decided to purchase that one too. It would serve as a reminder for me whenever I felt the need to tosture myself.
Fick. My chest is aching as I pull away from the curb and head toward the club where know Margo is working Glittering stars and pixie dust sprinkled over her voluptuous body that does absolutely nothing for my dick. I hate what I’m about to da almost as much as I hate why I have to do it. But I would rather have a living Draven that hates me than a dead one that loved me
Love. Ha! Daven never said it. But I definitely felt it. She loves me. I’m almost positie she does. And sure, maybe most of it is the mate bood, but therein lies the reason for its entire existence. Because a higher power, greater than ourselves, predestined us to be together. Unfortunately, there are some things that are more important than destiny. Things that I absolutely refuse to risk. Destiny be damned.
I park in the back of the club in my usual spot and walk inside. Glancing around, I meet Margo’s eyes instantly. She’s tentative–not really sure if she should approach me or not – so I plaster a lake ass smile on my face and nod for her to join as in my back office.
She smirks, swaying her hips as she bounces my way, I close the door behind her and take a seat behind my desk. She follows, sitting in front of me on the table with her legs wide open. I refuse look between her knees.
“Close your damn legs, Margo. Now, I hiss
She does as I tell her, but in a way I’m sure she thinks is sexy. She smirks, leaning toward me. Is she finally gone?” She whispers.
I shake my head, no. Closing my eyes and hardening my heart I reach into my pocket to retrieve one of the boxes. I tell her, “I have a very special job for you to do and if you get it right, I’ll make sure you’re properly rewarded.”
“I don’t want to be properly rewarded!” She snaps. Chuckling, she eyes the box in my hand. “There’s only one thing I really want.”
1 got my teeth. Maybe
be this was a dumb idea, but then again – I don’t have any better ones so…
What’s that?” I hiss, crossing my arms over my chest and scowling at Margo as she likes a seat on my lap. I want to toss her off. Even my dick seems to shrivel away from her, bringing rude sort of secret smile to my face. “Name your price.”
Of course, Margo mistakes my smile for encouragement and she leans forward to place her overly stretched lips upon my ear. “I want you.”
