Page 97 of From Angel to Rogue

It was only when he tried to grab me that he realized what I’d just done. His eyes widened when the wiggle of his hand sent a loud clanking sound reverberating through the room, and his neck craned backward to see both his wrists handcuffed to the headboard. Handcuffs that I secretly hid behind his bed while he was out playing with Luka.

“Katy, what the fuck is this?” His shocked eyes flew to mine.

I smirked, leaning in to press a lingering kiss on his jaw. The sharp stubble bit the softness on my lips.

“Katy?” He raised a brow. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“Shush.” I placed a finger on his lips. “It’s my time to have fun.”

I retrieved my body away from him and a low groan ripped out of his mouth when my hips grazed the tip of his heated cock.

“You’re not being fair, angel,” Lan growled.

“All’s fair in love and war, you rogue.” I took my sweet time to turn on all the lights.

Lan blinked at the glaring lights before a hiss escaped his gritted teeth at the sight of me.

The brightness lit every inch of me. I was bare-faced except for my puckered red lips, my hair in loose natural waves, and my baby doll sweeping perfectly over my body.

I hardly looked pregnant, maybe fuller and curvier than my previous lean frame. And I knew it was driving him crazy.

“Undo me right this moment,” Lan demanded, pinning me with his sharp gaze. “I don’t like being restrained like this, Katy.”

“Too bad, Lan.” I smiled sweetly, playing with the straps of my dress. “I failed to mention the one other thing I want.”

“Which is?”

“Payback.”

“Payback for what?”

“Oh, you know what, baby.” A coy smile curved my lips when I walked over to the foot of the bed. Right in front of his eyes. Just so he didn’t miss a thing.

“You think you can play with me like this?” Lan grinned wickedly. “You think you’re a bad girl now? You’ve no idea what I’ll do to you when you let me go, angel.”

I faltered for the briefest second before shaking out of it. “That is if I let you go, Mr. Greige. I have a lot planned for you tonight.”

If I thought his gaze was intense before, it was pitch dark now. So full of lust, desire, need, and love, caressing my skin like a satiny whisper on a cold night.

His wicked grin widened. “Like what, Ms. Evans? Like my cock strangling your pussy till your vision dances like a ballerina.”

My toes curled, and my eyes glazed. Why the hell did I love his filthy mouth this much? Maybe because it was making me a fool on the inside, a complete fool for him.

I didn’t have a better comeback for that, but I still had a better plan. I slyly lifted my dress, slowly and slowly, a centimeter by centimeter.

A smile ghosted my lips when his grin dropped.

“You want to see what’s underneath, Lan?” I teased.

He swallowed. “Yes.”

“You want to see this?” I lifted the fabric just below my waist to reveal my transparent red lacy underwear, with tiny embroidered roses and a jewel in the middle.

His breath bitched and his jaw clenched. “Don’t fucking play with me, angel.”

“Oh.” I bit my bottom lip hard. “I love playing with you, Lan.”

With a whoosh, I let the skirt fall back, and bloody murder shone in Lan’s frustrated eyes.

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