Butterfly by Ashley Antoinette

Author:Ashley Antoinette
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Publishing Group

13

Isa sped down the highway, the winds from the hundred-mile-per-hour speed whipping his jacket as he weaved in and out of traffic, never braking. Aria had his head fucked up.

“If pain is what you like to give women, mission accomplished, Isa. I feel it.”

Her words echoed in his mind as his heart pumped. He hated that he had ever laid eyes on Aria. His feelings were convoluted when it came to her. A web of inconsistency. He wanted her for himself. He would kill anyone else who dared look her way, but he wasn’t ready to be a one-woman man. He wanted to be, but the idea of that terrified him. Aria played tough, but he knew that he had the potential to hurt her. He already had, and he had been sick for hours at just the notion. His tastes weren’t normal, however. Isa had been rough on women since he first discovered them. He ran through them, revolving them, playing with them, picking them up and putting them down at a whim until her. Aria did something to him that he couldn’t explain, but he was afraid to relinquish control. He was afraid to show her the sides she couldn’t see with the naked eye because she talked big, but she wasn’t ready for the shit he liked. His phone rang, the Bluetooth in his helmet going off.

“Answer,” he said. “What up?” he greeted.

“We need to talk, Isa.”

Aria’s voice provided an instant sense of relief. Some of the tension he felt dissipated at just the sound of her voice.

“I want to see you, Ali,” he stated.

“Then come see me,” she answered. She hung up.

It was that. Her attitude. Her confidence. Like she knew he was on the way just because she had requested his presence. Shit he was. The detour to her place had occurred as soon as the melody of her voice had hit his ears. He had some making up to do. He was at her building within the hour. He would have gotten there sooner, but the stop to his house to shower and switch clothes and hop in his BMW had eaten up a bit of time.

He called her when he was at her door.

“It’s open,” she said as soon as she answered.

Isa pushed the door open and walked inside.

Candles were lit in the living room, and he pulled off his jacket before locking the door.

“Yo, Ali!” he called out. He noticed the bottle of tequila on the countertop. It was half-empty. “Oh, fuck!”

Isa’s brow lifted when he heard her moans coming from the bedroom. He drifted down the hallway and pushed open her bedroom door.

The sight before him both set a blaze in his heart and his loins. His stomach hollowed. He was sick. Aria lay before him on silk sheets, her chocolate legs spread wide as his side bitch, the one she had found him with, devoured her. Aria stared him in the eyes as she fisted the top of the girl’s head with one hand and stuck up her middle finger with the other.

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