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know you’ve dreamed of this, Mia. Of me fucking you like a savage, of me taking you hard. And I plan to make all of your dreams come true tonight.”
“Those were my nightmares.”
He walked over and crouched in front of me, the fire dancing in his eyes and the red light of his evil soul swirling all around him. “Come, come now, my sweet Miss Turner; there is no reason to hide the truth from me.”
“What’s happened to you, King?” I whispered, desperately trying not to think about the things Mack had said. Because he had been right: this was not the King we knew. This was not that same disciplined and calculating man. This King was out of control. Vicious. And he had the right aura to prove it.
No, I must keep my thoughts to myself.
He laughed. “There are no secrets between us, Mia. I can crawl inside your mind and take what you won’t give me. Just as I can take from your body.”
King’s handsome face looked almost demonic.
“Did the 10 Club do something to you?” I whispered. “Did they put some sort of spell on you?” It was the only explanation I could think of.
“The 10 Club?” He roared with laughter. “I own those fucking clowns. They can’t touch me!”
Was he serious?
He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the bed. I kicked and screamed, but it only seemed to amuse him, make him laugh.
He threw me onto the bed, face down, and I felt him harnessing my ankle and then the other. I looked up at my wrist and caught sight of the gleaming silver cuff. I only had a moment before he tied my arms. I slid the cuff over to my left wrist to cover my “K” tattoo and shut my eyes, hoping something might happen—him suddenly unable to see me or…something.
Instead, I felt my right wrist being bound. “King, please stop! Please, I don’t want this. I won’t ever love you if you do this.” He tightened the restraint over my left wrist, and knowing that there was nothing I could do now, I started to pray for my life.
“You won’t be needing this.” He slid the diamond ring from my finger.
Oh fuck. He’s going to kill me.
“Not yet.” He laughed. I felt him rip my dress down the back and whip it from my body. “Oh yes, look at that fucking ass.” He palmed my flesh and slapped it hard.
I sucked in a sharp breath from the pain and tried not to cry, because it only made him more excited.
No, must remain calm. Try to talk to him, make him see this is wrong.
“King, please stop,” I said. “I know there’s something inside you that understands what you’re doing isn’t right. I know a part of you cares.” I just don’t know where it went. But please come back to me. Please.
His sharp teeth bit into my back as he stripped away my panties and strapless bra, leaving me completely bare and face down. This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening. I don’t want this.
He slid his hand between my legs from behind and stroked me hard.
I cried out.
“Yes. Scream, just like that, my little Seer bitch. Just like that.”
I held my breath, bracing for what I knew would come next: a horrible nightmare coming to life.
Where had he gone? The King who’d saved my mother, who’d save me once, too. I thought of that man, and of how Mack tried to warn me. “Run, Mia. Fucking run.” Why hadn’t I listened this time?
The tears of desperation poured from my eyes as I felt King lay over my unwilling body, prodding me with his erection through his black jeans.
“This is what you want, isn’t it?” he asked.
“No.” Dear God, no.
“Yes, it is. That’s the good little girl speaking. But I’m not giving you your prize just yet.” He backed off, reaching for something. “First, a little foreplay. Then I will fuck you until that boring bitch is purged from your body.” He leaned over to whisper in my ear. “We’ll be together, Mia. You, me, and that black little heart of yours. Because I know you love me…I know I am what you really want.” He straddled me, and
“Those were my nightmares.”
He walked over and crouched in front of me, the fire dancing in his eyes and the red light of his evil soul swirling all around him. “Come, come now, my sweet Miss Turner; there is no reason to hide the truth from me.”
“What’s happened to you, King?” I whispered, desperately trying not to think about the things Mack had said. Because he had been right: this was not the King we knew. This was not that same disciplined and calculating man. This King was out of control. Vicious. And he had the right aura to prove it.
No, I must keep my thoughts to myself.
He laughed. “There are no secrets between us, Mia. I can crawl inside your mind and take what you won’t give me. Just as I can take from your body.”
King’s handsome face looked almost demonic.
“Did the 10 Club do something to you?” I whispered. “Did they put some sort of spell on you?” It was the only explanation I could think of.
“The 10 Club?” He roared with laughter. “I own those fucking clowns. They can’t touch me!”
Was he serious?
He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the bed. I kicked and screamed, but it only seemed to amuse him, make him laugh.
He threw me onto the bed, face down, and I felt him harnessing my ankle and then the other. I looked up at my wrist and caught sight of the gleaming silver cuff. I only had a moment before he tied my arms. I slid the cuff over to my left wrist to cover my “K” tattoo and shut my eyes, hoping something might happen—him suddenly unable to see me or…something.
Instead, I felt my right wrist being bound. “King, please stop! Please, I don’t want this. I won’t ever love you if you do this.” He tightened the restraint over my left wrist, and knowing that there was nothing I could do now, I started to pray for my life.
“You won’t be needing this.” He slid the diamond ring from my finger.
Oh fuck. He’s going to kill me.
“Not yet.” He laughed. I felt him rip my dress down the back and whip it from my body. “Oh yes, look at that fucking ass.” He palmed my flesh and slapped it hard.
I sucked in a sharp breath from the pain and tried not to cry, because it only made him more excited.
No, must remain calm. Try to talk to him, make him see this is wrong.
“King, please stop,” I said. “I know there’s something inside you that understands what you’re doing isn’t right. I know a part of you cares.” I just don’t know where it went. But please come back to me. Please.
His sharp teeth bit into my back as he stripped away my panties and strapless bra, leaving me completely bare and face down. This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening. I don’t want this.
He slid his hand between my legs from behind and stroked me hard.
I cried out.
“Yes. Scream, just like that, my little Seer bitch. Just like that.”
I held my breath, bracing for what I knew would come next: a horrible nightmare coming to life.
Where had he gone? The King who’d saved my mother, who’d save me once, too. I thought of that man, and of how Mack tried to warn me. “Run, Mia. Fucking run.” Why hadn’t I listened this time?
The tears of desperation poured from my eyes as I felt King lay over my unwilling body, prodding me with his erection through his black jeans.
“This is what you want, isn’t it?” he asked.
“No.” Dear God, no.
“Yes, it is. That’s the good little girl speaking. But I’m not giving you your prize just yet.” He backed off, reaching for something. “First, a little foreplay. Then I will fuck you until that boring bitch is purged from your body.” He leaned over to whisper in my ear. “We’ll be together, Mia. You, me, and that black little heart of yours. Because I know you love me…I know I am what you really want.” He straddled me, and
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