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𝐼𝑛 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢—𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑢𝑝. 𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝐼’𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑜𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑡. 𝐼𝑛 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ, 𝐼 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛.
𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝐼’𝑚 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘, 𝐷𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑦, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼’𝑚 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝑅𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙? 𝑊𝑒’𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑢𝑝 𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝑠𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑙, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦. 𝐼’𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒, 𝐼’𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙, 𝑖𝑡’𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟, 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘?
𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼’𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐼’𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑛. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡.
𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦? 𝑆𝑒𝑡… 𝐺𝑜.
𝑅𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑙𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠, 𝑅𝑦𝑘𝑒𝑟
𝑅𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝐿𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠, 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟. 𝑅𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝐿𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑇𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑑𝑒 𝑑𝑢𝑏𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑝ℎ𝑦𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑥, 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟. 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘.
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“You’ve been on the shelf for a few years now, but I’m back to claim you and won’t be stopping until you’re a dripping, sloppy mess at my feet.”
My heart skips a beat with his tempting words. They drag me back to a time where I would have dropped to my knees and volunteered myself to be the mess he wants me to be—and done so happily.
Except, I’ve changed. My hands come up and shove at his chest, noting the texture of leather beneath my palms. He allows it, falling back a step.
“Is that what you want, Ryker? Is that what it’ll take to make this all go away? If we fuck, will you be able to move on? One last trick and we can both go our own ways.” I tame the anger from my voice, aiming for rational instead with my next words. “You’re a free man, Ryker. You can start the life you should have had. Do it. Don’t waste more of your time on me. Let’s move on.” I swallow before adding, “High school was fun, but we’re long past that stage in our lives.”
Silence. Not the he-doesn’t-want-to-say-anything silence. No—the deadly, I’m-ready-to-fuck-you-up silence instead, but I hold firm, biting down on my bottom lip to avoid disclosing how he makes my legs go weak with the desire to respond to his authority.
Right when I think I’ve won, my head thumps on the wall behind me, and the breath I do have gets trapped in my lungs as his grip clamps down tightly on my throat. White spots decorate my eyes instantly and my hands fly up to his, nails scratching at his skin to get free.
“Listen to me, doll. You do not make the decisions here. You do not deem when we’re done. You. Are. Mine. You have been since the first day you walked into high school, and you can thank—” He breaks off, continuing to keep his secrets to himself. “We’re not finished until I say we are.”
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M.L. Philpitt is Canadian-born and raised, and enjoys representing Canada within her novels. As a Ravenclaw, she loves education, having undergraduate degrees in English Literature and Sociology, a certificate in Autism and Behavioural Sciences, and a MA in Counselling Psychology.
She writes in various romance new adult genres including paranormal, fantasy, dark romance, and contemporary. She has lots of crazy trapped in her head for readers to enjoy.
When M.L. Philpitt isn’t making up stories, she’s devouring those imagined by other authors. Her love of reading began when she was a young child and only grew with age. She enjoys many genres, as reflected in her writing preferences.
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