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The Psycho Mafia Chapter 38
Caroline*****I blew out a breath and looked over the completed Scantron slip. It was just colored circles but I felt a bit of relief at it being done. Gathering my backpack, I took the paper up to my teacher's desk and put it in the slots.My teacher whispered, "See you at graduation!"I smiled, not wanting to interrupt the rest of the testers, and all but tiptoed out of the classroom. Once the door closed, I sagged against the wall. My brain was total mush. But I was done! With physics, at least. I hoped I at least passed but I really had no idea.I pulled out my phone to call Marshall when a voice sounded across the hall."Caroline, hey."My head snapped up. A pair of familiar baby blues locked mine as Greg approached. He was dressed in jeans and a band t-shirt with a pencil tucked behind his ear. I gulped."Hey," I said, slipping my phone into my pocket."What did you finish up with?""Physics. You?""Calculus." He offered a tight smile. "It wasn't so bad. How'd yours go?""I'm n
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Caroline*****"That literally tastes like ass.""Shut your filthy mouth! How do you even know what ass tastes like?"I shrugged and took a long sip from my deliciously sweet and creamy caramel macchiato.Greg scoffed, cradling his almond milk sugar-free vanilla latte with an extra pump of espresso. It was most definitely the nastiest thing I'd ever put in my mouth and not worth the seven dollars he'd hashed out for it."Is goody goody Caroline a little ass eater?"I rolled my eyes, smiling at his inane assumptions. "At least I take my coffee like a normal person.""Sugar makes me fat," he grumbled. "You've never been fat," I pointed out, pulling my laptop from my bag."So? I know how science works. Sugar is made of carbs and carbs are unkind to anyone's waistline.""I watched you pound like six plus beers at the bonfire. You can't tell me you don't eat carbs.""Of course I eat carbs. But only certain kinds. And beer is for special occasions."I sighed, relinquishing this fight. He
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Marshall*****"Thank you for your time, Mr. Brown.""Of course," I said, shaking my client's hand. "I'll have those returns to you by end of week."Guiding him out of the conference room, I led him towards the lobby."Sounds great. Look forward to hearing from you," he said. His eyes glanced to the side and I followed his gaze to the desk outside my office.Caroline beamed at us from where she sat. "Have a great day, Mr. Douglas."He smiled, his round cheeks blushing. "Thank you, miss." "This way, Douglas," I grumbled, holding open the door for him.He finally wrested his attention from my little blonde and exited to the lobby. Shaking my head, I walked over to her desk. She grinned at me. "How'd your exam go?" I asked."This one was better," she said, shrugging. "How's your day been?"Leaning over, I planted my knuckles on her desk and towered over her. She bit her bottom lip but didn't look away. My gaze slid down to her sweet pink mouth."It's a lot better now."Her lips quirked
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Caroline*****"Thank you so much for understanding," I said into the telephone. "We will see you tomorrow at two o'clock."I hung the device back on its cradle and slumped into my office chair with a heavy sigh. My eyes flicked to the clock on my computer monitor. It was now 4 o'clock. I'd called off all Marshall's appointments for this afternoon and rescheduled them for tomorrow and next week. Many were disgruntled by the abrupt change and very not shy about making known to me how this severely inconvenienced them. Marshall was lucky I was permanently strangled with the need to be nice to people, or I could've really told some people off.Speaking of the devil, I spun my chair around to glare at his closed door. The deviant spanked me raw and then took a business call like it was no big deal.Who does that?I combed my fingers through the ends of my hair to placate myself. He was just busy, that's all. He shouldn't have been spanking me during office hours anyway. Still, I was sex
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Marshall*****Rain surged down from the blackened sky as thunder cracked somewhere in the distance. Each droplet sounded like a muted gunshot against the metal top of my truck. I rubbed my brows tiredly and looked at the apartment building again.Movement from a door on the second floor drew my attention. A flash of golden hair under the bluish fluorescents made me catch my breath.Caroline moved quickly through the dimly lit apartment building until she stepped off on the ground floor. I unlocked the car door as she approached. Within seconds, she was sliding into the passenger seat. I looked over as I performed my usual scan of her after we spent a prolonged time apart.I might have felt exhausted but I could never miss the shadows of her face."You reek of alcohol," I said.She buckled herself in while I drove out of the parking lot. I was ready to be home and in bed and holding my angel while she slept.Today was an absolute cluster fuck that I never wanted to relive. Our border
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Caroline*****As it turned out, there was only so much studying a girl could do for a high school badminton final.I read over the rules and playing etiquette until they were burned into my brain. I even rehearsed the basic swings until my shoulder was sore.I knew one thing: I was going to crush Marshall's sexy bravado ego.He could beat me in literally everything else. But badminton? This was my time to shine. I was smaller and more agile. He had strength and reach on his side. While I couldn't do anything about the length of his freaking gorilla arms, I could play for strategy and shoot low and fast.After a few hours, I was practically jittering from all the coffee I'd been slurping on. I slept fine—great, actually, since Marshall and I ended the day on a good note. When I woke up this morning, far earlier than usual, our hands were still laced together.I was so frustrated with him yesterday and so tired of feeling like I was second place to his job and extracurriculars. Especia
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Marshall*****Closing my eyes, I slowly released the cloud of sweet smoke through my nostrils. The nicotine pulsed through me and relaxed the tension coiled in my body. Slow, erotic music thumped around me in the dark room. I didn't want to be here but my angel was finishing up her last exam and my office was the last place I wanted to be. I'd already spent the morning at the warehouses and things were back to operating smoothly.Since I'd added more cameras and tighter security, my employees were afraid to even breathe there without permission. They heard enough stories about the gruesome fate met by the drivers. I'd be all too happy to cut off more dicks if I needed to.A hand clamped onto my shoulder.Without opening my eyes, I spun and gripped my assailant by the throat. My eyes peeled open and the familiar smirking face of Marcel's younger brother entered my vision. I sighed, releasing his throat. Raphael coughed but chuckled."Shit, man," he gasped. "Someone's tightly wound tod
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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
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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
