the world, of course. Be thankful I saved you a fortune. Maybe it’ll save your ass a few extra days from the Power brothers.”
She visibly flinched. “What the fuck do you know about me and the Power brothers?”
I leaned into her so closely that I could almost taste her neck when I answered. “I know you are in danger at their hands, silly little girl.”
She shrugged. “I’m in danger from a lot of people. They can join the club, can’t they?”
I found myself gripping her arm before she could move away. “Who the fuck else is after you?”
She turned her face to me, and she was close, so fucking close that her lips were just an inch away from mine. She was wearing rich dark red, and it contrasted against her blonde so well that it was a haven of temptation. Her cleavage was rising and falling with her breaths, and I wanted crimson blood all over her tits to match her dress.
Her words were a whisper when she spoke. “Why the fuck do you care who is after me? Just get your act together and make sure you’re first in line if you want to kill me. Don’t want to miss your chance.”
My reply was a growl in a crowded room of giggles and gossip. “I said, who the fuck else is after you, Elaine?”
Her eyes were pools of pain, underneath her bravado. “And I said, why do you care?”
With that, some loudmouth prick slapped my back, and this one was from London, wanting to talk about the National Telegraph. Elaine wasted no time in slipping away.
I managed five seconds of conversation before I excused myself and tracked her down. She was weaving her way through standing guests, pitching her route to the rear double doors with her perfect blonde hair bouncing on her shoulders.
The corridor outside the hall wasn’t empty when I caught up with her, but I didn’t care. I took her elbow and steered her to the side, pushing us down into some staff catering alley.
“Stay away from me!” she snapped, and this time around she tried to pull away. She lashed out with her hands and knees, a look of rage on her face as she tried to fight me.
She barely even managed to touch me before I pinned her, wrists high. Her clutch tumbled to the floor and the contents fell out onto the carpet. Makeup and cell and purse. She was panting, scared, hating me with every breath, but still she couldn’t fight it. She couldn’t hide the truth under the lies and the lashing out.
She wanted me.
And I wanted her.
Right there and then, beyond all doubt, I knew it. We were both crazy fucking freaks in a crazy fucking world.
“I never had you down for a stalker,” she rasped as her breath calmed. “Your family would laugh at you if they could see you right now. That or break your kneecaps.”
“What makes you think my attendance is about you?” I snarled. “I could be tracking down any one of your repulsive family right now.”
She ground her stomach against my swollen dick in my pants, and she laughed at me. Somewhere, summoned from a deep little surge of spirit inside her, she laughed at me.
“It seems the Constantine family aren’t all so repulsive, are we?” she said. “Not since you’re hard for one of us.”
“This has nothing to do with my cock,” I told her. “Your family are all due to perish, I’m just fulfilling my oath to live up to my family name.”
“Take me,” she whispered, and it surprised me so much I caught my breath. “I mean it,” she said. “Please, just fuck me before I die. At least give me that one little pleasure, tease me before you destroy me.”
Jesus Christ, she was already trashed on champagne. Her lips were so inviting. Her legs were a honey trap as she spread them for me. Her tits were aching to be mauled, and hurt, and teased.
I asked her the question again. “Who the fuck else is after you, Elaine?”
“I don’t care,” she said. “They can come after me. I don’t care anymore.”
It was beyond fucked up that I was seemingly more bothered about her survival than she was. Her legs were still spread and she was still grinding, her champagne breath hot on my lips.
“Please,” she repeated. “Please, Lucian, just fuck me. Make it hurt all you like, but please show me what it’s like to be taken.”
Sure, she was drunk,