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19. Trouble in paradise
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I Would Kill for you, Baby 20. Don't Scream
Madison "What got you down this morning?" I look up and force a smile at Frida. "Nothing, I'm fine." "Bullshit. I can see it all over your face. You are upset about something. Besides, you keep messing up this morning and nearly overcooked the pastries," Frida says and narrows her eyes at me. I sigh. I don't have a lot of people to talk to, so I might as well confide in Frida. "I had a fight with Stanley last night. Well, not exactly a fight, but worse." "Stanley? Who is that? A new boyfriend?" Frida's eyes sparkle with curiosity. "Gosh, no. Stanley is my older brother, and he also happens to be Victor's best friend." I groan. Frida nods in understanding. "Ah, let me guess. Bro found out about your hanky panky with the boss, and now bro is upset." My face turns bright red, and I hang my head. "Yeah, something like that. And now Stanley is furious with me, and I don't know how to fix things." Frida puts a hand on my shoulder. "Well, nothing serious happened between Victor and
Last Updated : 2023-05-02I Would Kill for you, Baby 21. Clean up the Mess
Madison When I see Gustaf's bloodshot eyes and smell his sour, alcoholic breath, all I want to do is scream. But the sound gets muffled when he presses his filthy hand harder against my mouth while pulling me to him. Does this guy ever shower? There is a putrid smell on his skin as if he has been digging in his own ass. Disgusting. "Aw, did you just try to scream?" Gustaf scoffs mockingly as he tightens his hold on me. "Well, too damn bad because no one will be coming for you this time!" He laughs like a madman and drags me toward the stairs with horrifying strength that I stand no chance of fighting against. That doesn't stop me from trying, though. The first thing I do is try to stomp his feet, but he is wearing boots, and it proves ineffective. So I change my tactics and try to bite his arm—unwillingly tasting the filth that clings to him like a second skin. Tears prickle behind my eyelids, but I bite harder until Gustaf finally releases me. "You fucking bitch!" he pushes me
Last Updated : 2023-05-03I Would Kill for you, Baby 22. He is Hot
Madison When Victor’s strange friends come to take Gustaf away from the stair house, I’m not allowed anywhere near them. It shocks me. Stanley is acting as if the men are part of a criminal organization or something. Still, I won’t complain. My brother beat the crap out of Gustaf, and if this is the way to prevent jail time for Stanley, then I will turn a blind eye to what is happening downstairs. Instead, I sip my tea and hum to myself while the men throw Gustaf into the trunk of a big black SUV outside the apartment. I scroll a little on my phone and glance up when I hear the doorbell ring. Stanley chooses that moment to stroll into the kitchen while only wearing his goddamn boxers. “Are you expecting someone?” “No, and put on some clothes, will you?” My brother rolls his eyes at me, and I gasp when I see him stealing my energy drink from the fridge. “Hey!” I exclaim. “I was saving that!” Stanley smirks. “Well, too fucking bad…” I glare at him, and he gives me a wink before
Last Updated : 2023-05-04I Would Kill for you, Baby 23. Down with Sickness
Victor I wake up with a terrible headache this morning. My nose feels a bit stuffy, and my throat is starting to feel scratchy. I hope it's just a stupid cold and not something more serious. Fuck, I don't have time to get sick. My phone keep ringing nonstop as soon as I open my eyes this morning. Part of me wants to ignore it and go back to sleep, but the other part of me knows I cannot do that. I have responsibilities as the boss and have people counting on me. I grab the phone and call Marco back. "What is it?" I bark. Marco sounds surprised at my abruptness. "Sorry, boss. I didn't mean to bother you on your off day, but this is urgent." "What is it?" "It's Tony's brother. He found out where our headquarters and causing problems," Marco sounds frustrated. I groan. I really don't have the patience to deal with some kid. "What kind of problems? I need more details, Marc." "He showed up at the gate and started threatening the guards. Talking about how he knows we killed his br
Last Updated : 2023-05-05I Would Kill for you, Baby 24. I am Sick
Madison This is the first time I visit Victor at his mansion, and my eyes are close to popping out of their sockets. How the heck could he afford this place?! Victor’s mansion looks like a Getty Images picture. It’s white and gorgeous, with a large pool before its grand doors. There are lights around it so you can take a late-night swim, and palm trees in pots are placed everywhere as decoration. I swallow. My boyfriend is this rich, yet he is choosing to date a street rat like me? I mean, Jesus, just look at the details on the door! That thing must have cost him a fortune! As I stand there, marveling at everything, the mansion’s doors open to reveal a butler. He has pouty lips and a bald spot on top of his head. Wrinkles cover his face, and he doesn’t look friendly. If anything, everything about him screams pompous bastard, especially since he holds his hands perfectly folded. When he sees me, he wrinkles his nose as if disgusted. “I’m sorry, but this is a private estate. Begg
Last Updated : 2023-05-06I Would Kill for you, Baby 25. His Secrets
MadisonTaking care of Victor has been interesting, to say the least. Also exhausting, which is why watching him snore next to me is making me drowsy too.Maybe I should lie down next to him and close my eyes for a bit. I earned it by giving him this nice, long massage.As I lie down next to Victor, I can feel his warmth and the rise and fall of his chest with each breath he takes. It's comforting in a way, knowing that he's sleeping soundly and that I'm right here next to him.I wrap my arms around him and slowly drift off to sleep.I don't know how long I've been asleep, but something stirs me awake, a strange sensation between my legs.I feel warm...wet...Am I dreaming about being underwater? Where is Victor?"Mmm..." a moan escapes my throat, and my eyes snap open. I look down and gasp as I see Victor's thick, black hair between my legs.Holy shit, is he eating me out right now?Victor looks up and smiles at me. "Good morning."My heart is pounding in my chest as I stare into his
Last Updated : 2023-05-07I Would Kill for you, Baby 26. Dating the boss
Madison I stare at the necklace for a second longer before I put the box and necklace back where I found them. I’m sure there is a logical explanation for why Victor has them, but I won’t ask him about it. Things are good between me and Victor, and meh. Perhaps the antique necklace was in Gustaf’s car or something when they dumped him on the street? Or maybe, since the necklace is important to me, Stanley told Victor about it, and then he retrieved it for me as a surprise? Regardless, I’m sure Victor will explain it to me later whenever he chooses to reveal the necklace and give it back to me. I push my concern aside and eat a late lunch. At some point, Zarah calls me and asks if I can come and work at the restaurant since Frida called in sick. I agree with it since Victor is nowhere to be found and because I have a feeling Frida’s sudden fever has something to do with Stanley... I make it to the restaurant and work like an idiot through the rush hour. We call it that since it fe
Last Updated : 2023-05-08I Would Kill for you, Baby 27. Strip
Madison I step inside Victor’s office, uncertain where this meeting will lead or how I’m supposed to behave. It’s hard when your boss is also your boyfriend—Victor is sweet at home, but at work, he treats me just as another worker. “You made it,” Victor says from behind his desk. He looks down at his papers and slowly paddles back and forth in his chair without lifting his eyes to mine. “Strip.” I almost choke. “E-excuse me?” “You heard me,” he says in a low voice, his eyes still caught on a piece of paper. “Strip and take a seat on the chair in the corner. Leave nothing on.” My breath catches in my throat, but I quickly swallow it and grip my waitress outfit. My fingers are slightly trembling as I unbutton the blouse. It falls around my feet before I move on to remove my skirt, all while Victor isn’t even looking at me. His full attention is caught in the papers even as I’m naked and walking over to the chair in the corner of the room. It’s a red armchair hidden in a crook, an
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I Would Kill for you, Baby 91. Ask Me to Prom
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I Would Kill for you, Baby 90. Being a Rebel
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I Would Kill for you, Baby 89. Too Late to Apologize
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I Would Kill for you, Baby 88. Blow Off Some Steam
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I Would Kill for you, Baby 87. Rivals
Sheila"Out! Get out of my house, NOW!" Dad roars, pointing at Ethan."Dad! What the hell!?" I stand up too. What is he doing and why? "Why are you saying this to Ethan?"Ethan looks as confused as me. "Sir?""I need you to leave. And make sure you and my daughter never see each other again," Dad says."I don't understand," Ethan says."Me neither," I say as I stare at my dad, completely embarrassed and horrified."Yeah, Dad. What's going on?" Henrik remarks."Hold on, everyone. Let's take a moment to understand what's happening here," Mom says, her voice steady and composed. "Victor, why are you suddenly asking Ethan to leave and demanding that they never see each other again?"Dad takes a deep breath, his anger subsiding slightly as he tries to explain himself. "It's for their own good. I can't have Damien Sky's son date my daughter."Mom looks at him curiously. "Damien Sky? Victor, why is that name significant? Why are you freaking out about him?""Damien and I go way back. And not
I Would Kill for you, Baby 86. Dinner Table
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I Would Kill for you, Baby 85. Mission Accomplished
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