Page 87 of Angelic Vengeance

That was all.

“You’re just…” I licked my lips, searching for the right words. “A lot more submissive than I thought you’d be.”

Silence.

I glanced at her. She looked like she wanted to violently kill me.

But.

A soft pink coasted her cheeks. She was blushing. I took that as a win.

Her lips parted but nothing came out. Was shespeechless? But then she faced the front again and nonchalantly commanded, “Cállate.”

My deep, dark chuckle filled the car.

The rest of the ride was in a weirdly comfortable silence. I tensed my jaw when my gaze flickered to the side and I caught her thighs rubbing. The act was innocent; she was probably just readjusting in her seat. But for some reason, it resulted in me having to readjust the situation in my pants.

When I parked in front of her apartment building, we both froze. She never told me where she lived.Shit.

She turned to me. “How–”

I stalked you.

“I heard you give the address to the taxi driver.”

A moment of silence. A flicker of doubt.

My fingers itched on the steering while. The thought of taking her somewhere else had crossed my mind multiple times through-out the last twenty minutes. But was I ready to end whatever this game was we were playing?

There were other ways to understand the mess in her head. Other ways to get the information I wanted. Maybe getting close to her was exactly what I needed to do.

Before ruining her from the inside, out…

“Well, thanks for the ride, asshole.” She chirped, undoing her seatbelt.

So we were onto teasing now?

“No problem,hermosa.” My own smirk grew as I unlocked her door. She got out, but before she could shut the door, I tried one more time. I gave her one last chance to remember and balance the playing field; one last chance to save herself from what I was about to do. “Que sueñes con los angelitos.”

She froze.

Come on… Remember me.

Her eyes focused on mine, searching. But then the ice around the edges melted just a little. When her cheeks turned slightly pink again, my body warmed.

With a small frown on her face, she mumbled, “You too,” before shutting the door.

Fuck.

I rubbed a hand over my jaw as I watched her walk away. The way long, chocolate-colored hair bounced above her lower back… The way her hips swayed… I readjusted my pants again.

Why did the hottest woman from here to the West Coast,have to be this one?

I needed to stop thinking with my dick and take care of the problem. Anyone else in my position would’ve already done so. Why was I taking my time with this kill?

I continued to watch her through the glass walls of the building as she entered the lobby. After pressing the elevator button, she stole a look at me over her shoulder, before quickly looking away.This girl…

In all honesty, I’d taken my time until now. What was waiting a little way longer?

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