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pure.

Words I would describe Valley with if I didn’t have this anger toward her.

She made me mad and she damn well knew it. But instead of sparing me from even more hatred, she continued to push my limits in any way possible.

I took long sips of my drink and poured some more into my glass to head back to the living room.

I sat down on the couch on the other side of the coffee table and watched them as they read through another page of the book, mumbling things and pointing at certain parts of a paragraph.

“What a couple of nerds,” I muttered, not able to hold those words back.

Valley immediately looked up at me with a raised brow, and the serious look on her face wasn’t much proof that she actually liked sitting there on a Friday night with a damn biology book in her lap.

She wasn’t fooling me the way she was fooling Marcus.

“You’re not a very friendly host tonight, Riggs. Is my presence bothering you that much?” she asked, sounding almost like a lost kid asking an employee at the store to help find their mother.

“No,” I answered nonchalant, wishing I could drag her upstairs with my hand in her hair.

She knew exactly what she was doing, and I had to admit…she was good at it.

“Come on, man. This won’t take too long. I’m tired anyway, and you can get her home in half an hour,” Marcus said.

I looked at him for a while, then at Valley before leaning back and taking another sip of my whiskey.

“Continue.”

Half an hour went by quick, and like he had promised, Marcus got up from the couch, said goodbye to Valley by shaking her hand politely before heading upstairs where the guest bedrooms were.

The top floor of my house wasn’t lived in much since I had my bedroom down the hallway.

I told him he could get comfortable up there and use whatever rooms he needed to, but he’d also have to clean them himself.

I watched Valley get up from the couch, and as she brushed her hair back to tuck it behind her ears, I had to let my eyes wander over her body.

Her waist was so damn tight, making her tits and ass seem ever bigger than they already were.

I liked women in all shapes or sizes, but Valley was different with her curves and long legs.

“Guess you’re taking me home now,” she said, lifting her brow in an almost challenging way.

“Guess I am.”

I got up as well and set down my glass to then follow her out of the living room. But before she could reach the front door, I couldn’t just let her go without showing her just how those pictures made me feel.

I reached around her to wrap my fingers around her throat tightly, pulling her with her back against me and my other hand flat on her stomach.

Tilting her head back, I moved closer to whisper in her ear. “Don’t think I’m letting you leave without consequences after those fucking pictures you sent,” I growled, my voice lower than ever and making my chest vibrate.

Her breath hitched immediately, but just like last time, her face was relaxed, looking pleased and excited.

Damn her.

“I’m trying to teach you a fucking lesson, but all you do is not take it seriously. Think I might have to go harder on you, huh?”

And the little daredevil she was, she nodded.

I let out a harsh laugh. “Fuck, darling. You’re not afraid of what’s gonna happen, are you?”

My fingers squeezed her airway tight, and I saw the slight panic on her face as she couldn’t breathe anymore.

But even that made her body relax more and more, making me think there was nothing she wasn’t ready for.

Without saying another word, I started to walk down the hall to my bedroom which was luckily hidden around the corner and therefore soundproof from the rest of the house.

She came willingly, her steps confident.

When we entered my room, I loosened the grip around her throat to make sure I wouldn’t actually choke her, but the second I did, she turned around to face me with a devilish grin on her face.

“Are you going to punish me now?” she asked in an angelic voice, contradicting her facial expression.

I felt my dick in my pants harden, wanting to come out and let her play with it for the rest of the night.

But as much as I wanted that, I couldn’t let her take control over me this time.

It was