Page 148 of Making Choices

With angry movements, I rip her tank top down the middle, shove her onto her back, and pin her to the mattress. Harshly working my cock, I bring myself to orgasm as fast as I can. Spurt after spurt of cum hits her chest as I erupt with an intensity I would’ve thought impossible.

All the while I keep my eyes locked on hers.

I let her see my love.

I show her my disappointment in her rejection.

Dropping to my side, I gather her against me. Cherub’s back is to my chest as I use my palm to paint her heart with my release. My hips move, grinding my still-hard cock against her arse as I make sure that when she deserts me in a moment she’s forced to take a part of me with her. When my cum-covered fingers tighten around the alien-head pendant she wears around her neck, tension invades my duchess’ body.

I fall still.

After allowing myself three heartbeats to hold her, I state, “You’re gonna lie to me, aren’t you—gonna tell me we’re not right, even though I made you see how good we can be together.”

Cherub jerks like I’ve slapped her. “It’s not right. It never will be.”

After rolling onto my side, I watch her run from me.

The rage I feel is wrong, yet I can’t stop it from exploding.

“You can lie to me!” I shout as her footsteps thud up the hallway. “But you can’t lie to yourself forever, duchess—the truth has a way of comin’ out.”

Her door slams.

The lock engages.

I hear the shower turn on.

Bounding from my bed, I stomp over to the doorway. My mind screams at me to stop her from washing my cum off her body. The ping of my phone halts my steps, and one after the other, the device erupts with text notifications.

VENOM: Get your arse to the compound

VENOM: NOW!

CUB: Shit’s hit the fan with the Bebe situation. You need to head to the compound.

FRET: Come to the compound!

HUNTER: SOS big bro

TOKER: Might wanna head for the compound if you wanna keep your head attached to your shoulders *insert boxing gloves emoji here*

DAD: I’m calling church. Meet me in the chapel.

VENOM: If this bullshit comes any closer to Lily, I’ll fucking kill you

ISAIAH: Dunno what caused it, but Venom’s trashing the main bar

As disturbing as all the messages are, it’s the final text that sends me spiralling. Obviously, Venom has discovered that the Maddison clan tried to kill me tonight. He probably even knows that I had the Irish mob bitch in the same vehicle as his Lily shortly before it happened. No doubt, he’s also aware that I’ve stupidly allowed Cherub to be exposed to danger more than once in his absence.

Still, I can guarantee that he doesn’t know the full story.

’Cause if he did, I’d already be dead.

32

LILY

One week later

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