His Trouble Maker

Chapter 75

Chapter 75

JESSICA

I’m gonna lose it.

My body’s going rogue, my head’s on fire, and I can’t stop thinking about that damn phone. One stupid move and everything blows up. One missed second and someone finds Theo’s backup plan before I do.

“Hey, Jess-”

Shit.

I almost punch Pierce’s annoying face when he appeared beside me. He looks like he just went from a morning run.

“You okay?” he asks, opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water.

“Dol look okay to you?” I snap.

He glances at me. His eyes narrow. “You’re sweating.”

My spine straightens.

I wipe my palms down my leggings like that’ll erase the sheen clinging to my skin, the way my breath’s coming too fast, too shallow.

“It’s hot.”

“You’re pale too,” he adds.

Come on, why does this asshole have time for this? He steps toward me like he’s about to say something else–maybe ask something, maybe push–and! stop breathing.

If he sees too much, he’ll tell Grayson. He always tells Grayson.

“Pierce, seriously—just back off.”

I need to get out of here. Now. Before he sees too much. Before I give myself away. Before everything falls apart.

My brother might love me, but Pierce’s loyalty is to the pack first. It’s what makes him Grayson’s right hand.

It’s what makes him dangerous to me right now.

“Pierce, back the fuck off before I tear your throat out.”

“Jess-”

The front door slams open so hard it bounces against the wall.

“Fucking fantastic,” Pierce mutters, rolling his eyes.

a king of his

well. The princess and her guard dog.” His voice is ice cold, amused at

a step forward. “Learn

you shouldn’t?” Riot’s gaze slides to me, lingering

window?‘

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fuck does that mean?” Pierce growls

laughs, actually laughs while Pierce has him by the throat. “God,

him go Pierce, he’s just fucking with you,” I snap, trying to save

there’s something in Riot’s eyes that makes my blood run cold. Something

let Riot go, I grabbed his arm and pull him outside of the house. I know he’s here

hoping it re–arranged

not even flinching when my hands slam him against the rough bark. He’s

Thiss, inches from his

drop to my mouth, then crawl back up, that smirk never leaving. “Maybe I just

“Bullshit.”

hands suddenly grab my waist,

he holds me there, thumbs pressing into

your hands on me first,” he whispers, leaning closer

“Let. Go.”

“Fine. So feisty.”

out a crumpled pack of cigarettes. My eyebrows lift—I didn’t know he smoked. He catches me staring and

voice drops lower, almost intimate. “Bet you’ve never been bad

“Can I?”

stress I need

a fraction before that cocky smirk returns.

with a flick of his lighter, taking a deep drag before holding it

“Ah–ah. Come get it.”

such an asshole,” I

his free hand catches my wrist, thumb pressing against my pulse point. “Your heart’s racing,” he says, voice dropping to a

the cigarette from his

hit my lungs. I double over coughing,

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sends a shiver down my spine at the same time.”

glare at him through

suddenly closer, one hand sliding around to press against the small of my back. “Stand straight. You’re asking it worse hunched

that.”

the cigarette, fingers brushing mine in a way that sends an entirely

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