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CHAPTER EIGHT
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The air is charged with so much electricity inside the car, I'm surprised the thing doesn't explode with us in it. I don't even bother asking him how he knows where I stay, because I know he knows. I've seen this guy only twice before now, but it feels like I know him on a level I can't even explain to myself. His knuckles are white on the steering wheel as he navigates the car through city traffic, his jaw clamped shut. He looks angry for some reason. "Are you having me followed or watched?" I asked quietly. "What were you doing with that guy?" He asks instead of answering. "Oh, we went on a date and had a nice dinner." I retort back quickly. "Your mouth is going to land you in a lot of trouble one of these days." Is that the tug of a smile I see around his mouth? It seems like it, and I relax slightly. "I tutor students sometimes." "Well, it looked like he was thinking about a lot more than tutoring." I don't answer, because what do I say to that? Was Kevin inte
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I'm feeling extremely pissed off the next day as I head to campus. Pissed off that my sister is making a massive mistake by moving in with a guy she barely knows, pissed off that my mother was a crap example, and that Phoebe has clearly inherited those toxic traits. And fucking pissed off that I had trouble sleeping because I kept checking my phone, thinking that some idiot of a guy will text or call me. This is why I stay far away from the opposite sex, they're bad news, they give you sleepless nights and they demand things! Like, keep your phone on. Why should I keep my phone on if he's not even going to bother to even send me a text? I would like to know that I haven't gone completely insane, that this fire I'm suddenly feeling out of nowhere isn't just a one-way street. It isn't. It can't be. It's too strong, too all-consuming. "Good morning." There's a tug on my ponytail as I'm waiting for my coffee at the campus coffee shop. I'm about to give the person a mouth
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Alessandro Moretti's lips are soft and warm, and everything I imagined it would feel like. He doesn't take the kiss further though, he just holds his lips firmly on mine for a beat before letting me go, his eyes melted chocolate on mine. "From here on out I'm the only man that touches you, do you understand?" His voice is deeper than what I've heard before and I'm so enthralled by him, all I do is nod in agreement. Maybe it's the Jane in me wanting to find her Tarzan, but I've never been speechless before. Or maybe it's because this is officially my first kiss. That is if I don't count Jimmy kissing me and then calling me names afterwards in the second grade. He holds the door open for me and I get in, clutching my backpack. I watch as he rounds the car and it strikes me that people are looking. I'm sure they're always looking whenever Alessandro makes an appearance, plus he's looking divine in his navy business suit. "Why are you following me?" I ask yet again as he gets
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A black widow spider eats the male spider after they have mated. That is what I feel like when I get ready for my "date" with Alessandro Moretti. I have murder in my heart and vengeance in my eyes. I was okay before I laid eyes on him. I was content with my life and where I was going. Then somehow I changed in a matter of weeks and actually thought there could be more to life than studying and working. Only to be left played and looking like a fool. ' Rumor has it that The Devil is engaged. So what was I going to be then? A dirty little secret? A mistress hidden in the shadows? I am not my mother's daughter. I never was, and I never will be. And I will not allow a man to make me like her. "I don't think you should go on this date." Sammy looks at me with concern as I brush my long hair for the last time. I don't look nearly as good as when Phoebe styles me, but I think I did a decent job with the glittery black jumpsuit I went out and bought with The Devil's m
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I step away from Alessandro to create space between us. I tend to agree with everything he says when he touches me, and this time I'm not leaving without answers. "I know what you're trying to do and it's not working this time." I cross my arms over my chest in an attempt to ward him off. "Who is that woman?" The bastard has the audacity to smile. "You're jealous, aren't you?" Did he only figure that out now? "Stop deflecting, it might work on other people but not on me." He backs away from me and I sigh in relief. I lose my brain cells when he's too close to me. "I'll order a few different things from my favorite restaurant." He fetches the two wine glasses. "Do you like Italian?" I roll my eyes as I accept the wine from him. "I'll eat whatever if it means you can start being straightforward. And why did you have to get Sammy fired, too?" He takes my hand and leads me back to the living room, pulling me down on the couch with him. "I'll get her another job." He puts
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There's complete silence in the room. This is probably the part where he tells me he changed his mind and doesn't want anything to do with me anymore. Because in a lot of ways, I'm still a child, probably a far cry from the women he usually spends his time with. Men like him have women throwing themselves at him. I've never felt as nervous as I do in this moment. It feels like I was dead before he bulldozed his way into my monochrome life. "Why not?" He finally breaks the silence. "You are gorgeous, you can't tell me no guy has ever made advances." I shrug, exhaling. "I never said that, did I?" "So why not?" "Because I've never been interested in anyone before you." There, I said it. I probably shouldn't lay all my cards on the table. This evening taught me that I should always have some leverage. Before I know what's happening, I'm flat on my back with Alessandro above me. My hands immediately go to his muscled biceps, my chest heaving as if I've just run ten miles. His hair
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A calmness rushes over me, just like that fateful day seven years ago, when I realized there might be something significantly wrong with me. "Where are you?" I ask as I pick up my bag. If I go straight to the bus stop and maybe get on a bus in the next two hours, I can reach her in ten hours. I should check the bus schedule online. "I locked myself in the bathroom." She sobs quietly. "Okay, listen to me carefully. I need you to get out of there and go somewhere safe, maybe go to that colleague's place you're always talking about." In a lot of ways, Phoebe is just like me. We don't make friends easily because we learned early on that we can't trust anyone but ourselves. She might have always been popular, but she knows how to keep people at arm's length. She's mentioned one colleague about three times in the last year she has worked at the cosmetic counter, but anywhere is safer than where she is right now. "I'm scared, sissy." She breathes into the phone, and I'm again reminded o
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