His Trouble Maker
Chapter 91
JESSICA
“Mmm…mmm…mmm…”
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“Hmm…hmm…hmmmm…”
My arms ached first. A pulling tension in my shoulders, wrong angles and strain, wrists held above me. Shackled. The metal bit every time I moved, grinding into open skin. I tried to shift, to plant my feet, but they barely touched the ground. Just enough for balance, not enough for control.
My knees gave. The chains caught me before the fall.
Pain bloomed across my collarbones, tendons pulled too tight. I sucked in air–sharp, damp, sour–and choked on it.
“There she is,” came the voice.
“Get the fuck away from me.” My voice cracked halfway through it–dry, hoarse.
He didn’t respond. Just kept humming. Closer now.
“I swear to god, Riot, I will rip your heart out with my teeth-”
“You should hear yourself,” he interrupted softly, like I was some wild thing he was coaxing closer. “Still so much fight. Even like this.”
A fingertip–just one–slid along the inside of my arm. From elbow to armpit. I jerked. The chains rattled. The cuff bit deeper.
“Don’t touch me.”
He sighed. “But you’re so pretty when you squirm.”
His breath hit my jaw next. Warm and steady. I could almost see the way he tilted his head, watching the way I trembled.
“What do you want?” I spat. “To watch me rot? Or just jack off to the sound of me crying?”
He didn’t flinch. He didn’t stop.
If anything, he stepped closer.
“I want to keep you.”
“You’re insane.”
Probably
He sounded amused. Goddess! I’m so terrified. I wanted to cry and beg him but I knew the bastard had been keeping his mask for so long. I should’ve known he had a bigger agenda when he asked me to be assigned under him.
“You know what the problem is with you, Jessica?” he murmured. “You keep pretending you’re not exactly where you belong.”
Tjerked back as far as the chains would let me, wrists screaming. He followed.
His chest pressed against mine–not hard, not fast. Just there Impossibly steady. Unmovable.
“I belong away from you,” I hissed.
“But you look so beautiful in chains,” Riot said, like it was fact. Like he’d always known. “I think you were made for this.”
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His hand dropped–dragging down my throat, across my sternum, calloused and dry and intentional. Not grabbing. Not groping. Just knowing. His knuckles brushed between my breasts. I flinched.
He smiled.
“Stop–stop it-”
“Why?” he whispered. “Because you’re scared?” His lips grazed my cheek, voice a velvet noose tightening. “Or because this feels better than being ignored by your precious Alpha?”
I went still.
the moment he got under my skin. “There it is,” he said, voice molten.
Grayson.
say his
bit my lip
Eventually.” He nosed along the edge of my throat, inhaling like
“Fuck you,” I breathed.
corpse is barely cold. His father’s blessing is warm. Five days, little wolf. Five days and you’ll belong to me. And when
I spat on him.
It landed. Right cheek.
purred.
tried to turn my face, but his fingers hooked under my
girl,” he whispered. “This is the last time your body
screamed, blood slick around the cuffs. I barely had footing. My toes scraped against
it all. Patient.
you up and split
shuddered. Bile crept up my throat.
won’t.
moved behind me. I heard leather. Buckles. The sound of metal dragged against stone. His hand ghosted down my back, over my abs, not
will make you ask for
fucking tongue off before I
knees, pretty Eventually. But not yet. No…” He sighed, mack regretful. “First, I
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to the front. And this time
A knife?
No.
A mirror.
silver. He held it up to
“Look.”
I didn’t.
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“Look.”
grabbed a fistful of
I saw myself.
wide. A collarbone turned purple–blue. My lips swollen, cracked. The beginnings of what I knew would become a bruise
see her?” he asked softly. “The one who thought she was
I didn’t answer.
He tapped the mirror.
is the last version of you who thought you had choices.
whispered. “I’ll wait years if I have to. I’ll tear you
leaned close. Pressed the mirror to my chest, just over my heart. His
sweeter when you come apart begging for the hands you swore
I will try.
I will keep trying.
know what really happened to
truth out from
teeth if I have
swear to
will ruin everyone
One by one.
understand why both of you are so
That bitch!
growled, the sound raw and feral in my throat
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that wasn’t confusion on her face. That
She already knew.
hand caught the light and fractured it
than to them. My knees buckled
head like I was a dog
said. “Poor
I couldn’t breathe.
How long?
had she been part
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