Page 34 of The Rise of an Heiress

I don’t blame her, but I don’t care.

“Your boyfriend know you fuck other guys in clubs and in between classes?”

She jumps back like I had just smacked her. But her shock turns to anger. She stomps right up to me and slaps me.

“Don’t you dare question me!” she screams.

I wipe my face with my palm before looking back at her. “Who is he to you?”

I couldn’t stop myself from asking. This question had been eating at me since the moment I laid eyes on her.

“You’re one to talk. Go back to yourdate. What I do is none of your damn business. We don’t even know each other,” she yells back, crossing her arms, drawing my attention to her breasts.

She isn’t wearing a bra, and the cold air isn’t helping. Her nipples were practically begging for attention.

“I think I know you very well.” I walk closer to her as she backs up.

I scan her body up and down. She looks like she wants to slap me again; I like this fire in her. Nothing at all like the good girl in the classroom.

“It was just sex”—she glares—“it was good, but that’s all it was. You don’t get to come in here and question me so you can—”

Just sex? Fucking liar. I grab her and bring her mouth to mine. She only resists for a second before relaxing into my embrace, wrapping her arms around me. I kiss her hungrily, taking in her scent, my new obsession. As I walk us behind one of the tall hedges so no one can see us, my lips never leave hers. Lost in her kiss, I cup her ass and lift her. Her legs wrap around my waist.Will I ever fuck her in a bed?That’s if I ever see her again. More and more, I’m realizing this woman is dangerous for me with each encounter.

Gunshots and screaming interrupt my thoughts, and I pull away. I look around for the source, not setting her down.Shit,what’s going on?C-4 wasn’t the Outfit’s M.O. This was more on track for...The Triad. Fuck. I turn back to face her, and instead of finding her eyes, I’m met with the barrel of her gun.Where the fuck was she hiding a gun?

“I’m going to ask you one time.” I hear the click as she turns off the safety. “Are you playing me?” she asks, stone-faced, eyes devoid of emotion.

All innocence washed off of her.

There you are.

Chapter Ten

Natalie

Iswear, if anything happens to Dom, I will ruin him.I’m such an idiot!I’m still holding my gun in between his eyes as I think about my next move.

He doesn’t budge.

“Talk,” I demand through gritted teeth with my legs still wrapped around his waist. When the bloodlust hits, I turn into someone I don’t even recognize. I can feel it now. I love it.

“So, youdoknow who I am,” he says, with that stupid, sexy smirk.

The bastard is smirking.

“And you know who I am,” I say, keeping the gun I had strategically hidden dead still.

“Actually, I don’t,” he answers matter-of-factly.

I press the barrel against his forehead.

“Put the gun down, baby. Before you hurt yourself.”

Baby?The smug bastard.

He leans back and puts his hand over the barrel, like his hand will stop my bullet from smashing his skull in.

Adrenaline is running through me now. The gun feels so right in my hand. I realize how good this feels, so I pull my hand back. I can’t risk shooting him without any witnesses. People are running around like crazy. So, I pistol-whip the side of his face.

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