Page 11 of Ruthless Possession

Straight to him.

I told myself I was doing this to end it.To get the final word.To make him stop.But the second I stepped inside his apartment, the second the door clicked shut behind me, I knew I had already lost.

Noah stood in the center of the room, watching me with knowing amusement.

Like he had been waiting for me.

Like he knew I’d come.

And maybe he had.Maybe he had played me so fucking well that even I hadn’t seen it coming.I clenched my fists.“This stops tonight.”

Noah’s lips curled.Slow.Dark.Smug.“You sure about that, pretty boy?”

I swallowed hard, my resolve cracking under the weight of his stare.But I forced myself to nod.“I’m done playing your games.”

Noah took a step closer, his voice smooth as sin.“Who said it was a game?”

I backed up, but the door was already behind me.Trapped.My pulse pounded, my body betraying me in the worst way.I needed to leave.I needed to fucking leave.But then Noah’s fingers ghosted over my jaw, tilting my chin up.

And I fucking shattered.

He knew.He fucking knew.Knew that all it would take was one touch.One brush of his fingers, one stroke of his voice against my skin, and I’d fall apart.

“Say it,” he murmured, his lips just inches from mine.

I squeezed my eyes shut.“No.”

His grip tightened, just enough to make me gasp.Not enough to hurt.Just enough to make me want more.

“Say it, William.”

I shook my head, even as my body leaned into him.Noah chuckled, his breath hot against my skin.“You’re shaking.”

I hated him.I fucking hated him.

Because he was right.

I was shaking.I was wrecked.And when he pulled away, when he took a step back like he was letting me go, I snapped.

“No.”

Noah stilled.I swallowed hard, my hands fisting his shirt before I could stop myself.“Don’t stop.”

His smirk returned.Dark.Dangerous.Possessive.

“I thought you were done playing my games?”

I whimpered.

Fucking whimpered, what’s wrong with me.

And that was all it took.Noah crushed me against the door, his lips crashing against mine, his hands everywhere.And I let him.I let him ruin me.Because I wasn’t fighting him anymore.

I was begging for it.

CHAPTER 9

Noah

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