Page 43 of Madness

“Paint?”

“Watercolour, acrylic, oil?”

“All? Is that ok?” she mumbles, and I can’t take it anymore.

“I’ll sort it, Red. Just give me a few days, and try not to hurt yourself in the process, please?” I tack on at the end, not below, begging on my knees to get her to stop.

I can’t take it, and I hate that she’s had to resort to that to do what she loves most in this place.

“I’ll try,” she says softly, and I nod my head in response since no words form in my head.

What could I say to that?

You better not, or I’ll take you across my knee?

No.

She’s with the Warden and another patient that no one has ever seen, and she’s so fucking beautiful it hurts, even with that dead look in her eye.

Red eyes the camera above us, smirks, and then leans over into my space, her lips pressing against mine in a soft kiss.

“What was that for?” I ask as soon as she pulls back, shocked and fucking terrified that I’m now going to have two guys trying to kill me.

“Because I wanted to.”

“I don’t want to die, Red. I may joke about it, but ifWockyor the other one try to take me out over this, I’ll be raging.” I laugh, but I’m not joking.

If I get killed because ofonekiss, I’ll be fuming, and I will haunt these walls for eternity.

“What if I made dying worth it?” she says, her voice husky and filled with lust.

“How?”

“I like sex, Des – a lot. Jameson and Bander don’t mind who I decide to sleep with because they know I’m picky and that I love them, that I have enough space in my heart for others.” Red’sintoxicating smell invades my senses, and I let myself lean forward, pressing my lips to hers once again.

If I die, it will be so worth it.

Chapter Fifteen

The screens illuminate my office, casting a ghostly glow over the room as I watch the flickering image intently. The cameras are positioned at strategic angles, following her every movement.

I told myself that I was watching her, keeping an eye on the most valuable person in this place, but that turned to smoke the moment she entered my office with her loud mouth.

Now… now it’s an obsession.

Jealousy radiates from me as I watch her connect her lips to his, the smirk on her face justbefore enough to have me hard as a fucking rock under this desk.

I have no issues with her kissing him – she knows who she belongs to.

I want Red to be happy, and if Desmond – the card king of Wonderland does, then I will let her have him.

As long as he is under no delusion that he’ll be able to steal her from me… us.

When I first started to fall for the fiery, red-haired, loud-mouthed brat, I had thought I would have her all to myself.

My Red – my love.

Now, I share her with my only friend, and I feel nothing but soul-shattering love and lust for her.

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