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Okay, this wasn't too bad. The bleachers filled in as the game started and by half-time, it didn't feel like I was even sitting alone. It didn't hurt that Greg was a pretty good quarterback. My football knowledge was limited but I could see that he was agile and had an impressive arm, despite being built like a linebacker. I even found myself yelling and hooting with the rest of the crowd as we scored touchdown after touchdown. At the final buzzer, my fellow spectators poured out of the bleachers. The old lady who sat next to me with her walker needed assistance so I waited with her until everyone was gone. Then I held her hand and guided her down to the ramp."Aren't you a sweet girl," she cooed at the bottom.I chuckled. "Less sweet, more sour."She patted my arm with a laugh. "Thank you, dear. My son is just over there. He'll help me to the car."Her son? That piece of shit wasn't here to help her down the stairs? My eyes followed her finger to the blue and white jacket hanging off
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Marshall*****She wore her heart in her eyes. I could see every desire, every ounce of adoration and trust, teeming in those hazel green eyes. In the dark, lying beneath me, she looked more like a fallen angel than anything a holy god would keep around. She was sin embodied, my personal elixir. Wavy golden hair, bright eyes, and never-ending curves.My hand stroked down her side while she blinked up at me. Trustingly.She shouldn't trust me. I was a true monster under all these human layers. I was arrogant, not blind. Although I was obsessed with her and knew deep in my bones that I would never get bored of her, I also knew what I was incapable of.Love!If I couldn't feel love for my own parents or siblings, I was incapable. My angel was a sensitive being, though she tried to hide it. She wanted love. I knew it was the one thing I'd never be able to give her.Not that it mattered. She would be mine, regardless of whether she wanted to be. From the moment I set eyes on her, I wanted
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Caroline*****Yawning, I slowly roused from my sleep. A sweet smell lifted into my nostrils, beckoning me to get up. I sat up and pushed the covers down. My jeans were all tangled down around my ankles. I frowned as last night returned to the forefront of my mind.Marshall! I jumped and looked around but there was no evidence of him or his presence. No note or anything. Oh shit. He wasn't out there . . . in the kitchen . . . Was he? I sprang out of the bed and instantly tripped over my jeans. Huffing, I kicked them off and yanked on a pair of sleep shorts from my dresser. I moved the chair from the door knob and hurried out.Freya smiled at me from the stove. I glanced around the kitchen but it was empty.She chuckled. "Good morning to you, too, sleepyhead. Looking for someone?""I—" I swallowed. "Oh, I just wondered if, uh, Valentina was still here.""Yeah, she's worse than you. Still in bed."I relaxed and padded over to her. When my eyes locked sight on the golden pancakes in her
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Caroline*****Greg showed up at 7:29. I hurried out to the door, waving farewell at Freya and Valentina from their spot on the couch."Wait, where are you going?" Freya asked."The senior bonfire is tonight," I told her. "I won't stay out too late."She shrugged. "Stay out as late as you want, but be responsible. No teen pregnancies or DUIs, okay?"I saluted her and grabbed the door knob."And you look hot by the way!" she shouted as I slipped outside."Thanks!" I shouted back.Nervous, I glanced down at my outfit and wondered if I was going to be overdressed. I was wearing black jeans and a cropped sweater with combat boots. Just for good measure, I brought a coat with a hood on it in case I really did freeze my ass off.Greg honked as I scuttled over to his freshly waxed BMW. I jumped into the passenger seat."Well, I'll be damned, Wilder," he said with a smirk. "You don't look like a nerd tonight."I chuckled. "Is that supposed to be a compliment?"My eyes roamed over his tan Carh
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Marshall*****Los Angeles was a mad house even early on Sunday morning. Our flight touched down at five and Nuel and I rented a car. We were driving first to the address where his phone was tracked to. It wasn't one I recognized but I wasn't surprised he still lived in LA. This was all he ever knew.It was almost seven-thirty when we rolled up to a white stucco cottage with an orange tiled roof. I nodded and we got out, hands on the weapons at our waist. If I wasn't so impatient, we could've picked up some guns here. I had many connections to this city, the homeland of the Tare family legacy. I didn't want to make unnecessary visits or waste any time. So, we were making do with blades.Nuel went to the door while I circled the house. All the windows were dark. As I reached the back of the house, I slipped into the gated yard and crept up to the back door. I could hear the doorbell ringing through the empty walls.I had a feeling Atlas wasn't here. He knew better. I was pleased that h
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Caroline*****Warm. So warm. I sighed and moved underneath the sheets but found my body heavier than I expected. Thinking it would maybe be better on my side, I attempted to roll over. A hand clasped my breast, fingers tensing around my nipple."Stalker," I moaned with a small smile.The body spooned against me closer. "Only sometimes," purred a female voice.My eyes shot open. When I turned my head, I found myself looking into a pimply woman's face, her hair a mess around her head. I jumped up realizing that Valentina was in my bed. Her hands fell away from me as she slowly sat up."What are you doing?" I rasped, pulling the sheets up to my neck. "What are you doing here?""I just wanted to cuddle," she said, dipping her head demurely."You have a girlfriend. My cousin. What the fuck, Valentina?"It felt like her hands were still on me, burning me with their dirty touch. I felt disgusted."You touched me," I whispered."Don't be stupid." She rolled her eyes. "You turned and my hand
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Caroline*****My hands smoothed over the soft cotton short-sleeve shirt and distressed jeans I wore. The weather would be reaching the low seventies today, so I didn't have to wear a sweater today. I draped a light leather jacket over my shoulders just in case and grabbed my backpack.Freya had left for work already and I was confident that Valentina wasn't here, since she was always gone during the week. I poured some coffee into a thermos and doused it with half and half. I grabbed a bar from the pantry and turned to leave. My earbuds were already in my ears, blasting some nostalgic Parachute songs, so I didn't hear the presence of another enter the room behind me.When I turned to leave, I was blocked by a bright yellow hoodie in my path. I fell back a step and put a hand over my heart. Valentina snickered as I plucked the ear buds out of my ears. Knowing we were alone in the house unnerved me."Didn't mean to scare you there, Caroline."I backtracked a step to put space between u
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Marshall*****The jet touched down late Sunday night. After a series of technical issues, we arrived hours later than expected. I'd only calmed slightly from my earlier panic. It was too painful to consider what I might find when I went to her home. If she was gone, I'd know.Nuel and I split ways at the airport. He left directly for the warehouses and I left for her house. I sped as quickly as I could but it was still nearly midnight when I parked down by the playground. My heart crawled into my throat as I hiked up to her house. Her bedroom window was illuminated. I crept underneath it to peek through a misalignment in the blinds. She was lying in bed, the blue light of her screen glowing on her face.For the first time in hours, I relaxed. I sat there for a long time and just watched her. I was completely exhausted. I hadn't slept well all weekend and the added stress of her possible kidnapping, rape, and murder didn't help.It was much later when she put her phone down and left h
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Caroline*****My eyes were physically out of tears. They felt heavy and almost itchy from their dryness. I wished I could just close my eyes and rest them, but sleep was impossible.I glanced over at Uncle Sam, who was sitting in the driver's seat. He was staring at the road and didn't respond to my lingering gaze. We hadn't spoken much since he picked me up at the foot of Marshall's driveway. It certainly wasn't out of lack of interest on my part.I had so many questions about Marshall, about the FBI, about Freya's murder and my parents' death, and Sam's role in all of this. I just didn't have the heart to ask anymore. Only hours ago, Sam picked me up and brought me to a discreet FBI checkpoint in town where I was told by agents that Marshall was the leader of the Persian mafia. They'd been trying to catch him on drug charges for years now but had been unsuccessful in penetrating his ring. They told me it was extremely likely he was responsible for the death of my parents and tha
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Marshall*****I was still in the depths of sleep when the shrill ring of my cell phone pierced through my dreams of a beautiful blonde girl with kind eyes.Sighing, my hand extended to the nightstand where my phone was plugged in. I popped the cord out and sat up. I saw it was Nuel and cursed, shoving the sheets off of me."What?" I answered. My eyes flicked to the lump on the other side of the bed. Caroline remained peacefully asleep. I reached over to caress the curve of her side before stopping myself. I didn't want to wake her, especially given how late I'd kept her up.My fiancé. I still couldn’t believe she said yes, that it was official. I never once in my life imagined I would get married—certainly not of my own volition. She was the only person I knew capable of changing my mind. I was a stubborn fucker. But I also wasn’t willing to lose her.I'd have to make time today to get her a ring. I wanted to get her something special and meaningful. But also something fucking hug
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Caroline*****The first thing I noticed was the lingering soreness of my thighs and pelvis. Grimacing, I stretched through the pain.My right hand searched through the sheets. Finding only coolness, I leaned over and reached further. The emptiness struck me and I frowned. My eyes reluctantly peeled open to look around. Marshall wasn't in bed. His side was stone cold, as though he hadn't been here for a while. I didn't hear him moving around in the bathroom either. I sat up and instantly gasped at the spasm of pain in my thighs. Gritting my teeth, I threw the covers off of me. My breath caught.My abdomen and thighs were littered with hickeys and bruises. The man did a toll on my body last night. As soon as I agreed to marry him, it was like a switch flipped. He took me again in the bed a few times, then against the vanity in the bathroom, and twice more in the kitchen. I couldn't escape his massive cock or greedy fingers or ravenous lips. And because I was a little fucked in the
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Caroline*****His words hung between us like a wall of cracked glass. Marry me.I stared up into Marshall's impermeable black eyes. I never felt so distant from him. Yet, at the same time, he offered me more insight into his mind than he ever had.Some kind of emotional block held him back. He could admit to caring for me, but he wouldn't allow himself to call it 'love.' He was a tortured soul. I knew that early on. Our dynamic was fucked from the start. I was desperate to feel loved and wanted by someone. I was tired of feeling like a burden to those I loved. Marshall made me feel the way I always wanted to: wanted, desirable, sexy, trustworthy, worthy.So, could I really hate him?I couldn't. I was sick in the head for loving him and wanting to be with him, even when I knew he may never admit to loving me. But I would never pass up the opportunity to be with him. Nevertheless, I wasn't going to concede to his demands so easily."Marriage isn't something to casually throw aroun
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Caroline*****"You think?" I challenged her.My angel blinked up at me through her big, doe-shaped hazel eyes. Her lips parted in surprise.Leaning down, I stole another breath-taking kiss from her sweet mouth. I tweaked her nipple between two fingers and earned a small cry from her. My cock was already turning stiff again. "Marsh," she whined. "Tell me," I said, leaning over her so I could peer directly down into her eyes. "Do you love me or not?"She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth. As it tugged free, the pink skin was glossy with her saliva. I stared helplessly at them. "You know I do," she whispered.My hand rubbed circles into her hip. We stared at each other without looking away, the air thick between us. "I have known for a while now," I told her. "The way you look at me . . . the way you touch me…" I rubbed my hand over the top of her thigh before tracing down to her warmth. Her curls tickled at my fingertips. I strummed my fingers through her slippery folds. Some o
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Caroline*****My stomach fluttered like one giant net filled with butterflies.Marshall's intense eyes focused directly on the walls ahead. His face was neutral but I could sense the tension coiled in his muscles as they carried me. I leaned into his chest with a small sigh. The fact that I was here, in his arms and in his house, partly surprised me. He knew about Greg but he was still here. He still wanted me. And as far as I could tell, he had no plans to murder me or Greg. Maybe he does love me, I mused. Despite the signs of his dedication and affection for me and my welfare, I knew I'd never believe it unless he directly said it. I often speculated on it all day and night but I never allowed myself to believe it. Just in case he didn't. "How old were you when you lost your virginity?" I asked him. Marshall's unrelenting glare briefly broke form to glance down at me. "Thirteen." I couldn't help but choke on my next breath. 13?! I was fantasizing about Edward Cullen and po
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Marshall ***** Gold digger! Sugar daddies!! I wanted immediately to throttle this bitch. There was not a goddamn plane in all the worldly dimensions in which I would share my angel's sweet and supple skin. Caroline tightened her grip on my hand as I did an about-face. A thin girl with freckles and red hair glared at me with a smirk. "Name," I said. Her eyes flashed with interest. "Oh, did I say something you—" "Give me your fucking name," I growled. "A-Ally," she stuttered, blinking hard. "Ally what? Full goddamn name." "Ally Sa-Samson, sir." "Okay, Ally Samson—" Pressure on my arm drew my attention down to Caroline. Her eyes were wide, pleading. "Just ignore her," she said. "She's Greg's ex-girlfriend and she's convinced I'm trying to—" "THEY MADE OUT." Ally's face flushed crimson. Caroline ducked her face, letting out a muffled cry. I studied her closer and deciphered her body language. "Who made out?" I asked the girl in a clipped tone. "Caroline a-and Greg." I t
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Caroline*****My entire body felt like jello.Partly because Marshall fingered the hell out of me this morning. But mostly because I was about to step into the gates of adulthood.My high school career ended today.Tomorrow, I could get a full-time job. I could apply to college. I could get knocked up and have a baby.Just kidding.I could barely take care of myself, much less a whole ass other person.Still, the looming thoughts about losing my v-card tonight made my overthinking brain consider all the repercussions.Sex was pleasure but also STIs and pregnancy and pain. Or so I'd heard.I wasn't afraid to lose my virginity. There was no other person on the planet I wanted near my body but Marshall Brown. I think my behavior over the last few weeks made that more than apparent.Jesus, I'm embarrassed.Some of it I blamed on hormones. I couldn't help that being near him made all logic and rational sense fly out of my metaphorical and literal core.His presence absorbed every fiber of
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Caroline *****I didn't realize we were already outside until Marshall firmly stopped me on the curb.He reached around me to open the car door.My focus was so scattered from all the sexual tension and desire that I failed to take in the vehicle.Only as I gathered my dress to slide through the door did I notice the vehicle's shape was strange—unusually long and polished perfectly.My hands flew to my mouth."A limo?" I gasped. My eyes jumped to Marshall's smug expression."Only the best for my angel," he said.My face scrunched in what I knew was about to be an all-out ugly cry. I'd never been in a limo. Hell, I'd never even been in the general vicinity of one.Sniffling, I ducked my head and slipped into the back of the limo.The interior was all black leather. A disco ball spun from the ceiling and some kind of upbeat jazz blared through the speakers. Grinning, I settled onto a seat. Across from my legs was a silver bucket nestled into the back of the seat. I reached over to pu
