Pretty Cruel Boys: A Dark High School Romance by Layla Simon

Author:Layla Simon [Simon, Layla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-08-29T05:00:00+00:00

ZACH

She’s so perfect I’m afraid to breathe in case I break the spell. After our shower, I popped her back into bed while I made her lunch and when I returned, she hadn’t moved an inch from where I put her.

A doll. That’s what I remember thinking when I walked back into the warehouse that night to confront Robbie.

She’d stood there, hand outstretched, gun ready to fire, looking every inch like Revenge Barbie.

It won’t last. As I curl around her on the couch, feeding her spoonfuls of chicken soup, freshly made, I see something flickering behind her eyes. By morning, maybe even as soon as tonight, that’ll be a full-blown light.

I was rough with her. Too rough given last time was her first, but I couldn’t stop even if I’d wanted to. Not without her saying no, and she wasn’t in a position to say anything.

She needed me to take control. I felt it pulsing off her skin, a pheromone that only my nose could detect.

I hate to think about what might have happened if I hadn’t been here. To save her.

Those whimpers as I drove into her. My stomach clenches and my cock hardens just thinking about it. He’s ready for another go, but I won’t do that to her. Not even to her pretty mouth.

I might do other things. Kiss her pussy all better for one. Lap at it with my tongue until I’ve licked every trace of soreness away.

Yeah. That’ll be a delightful treat to look forward to tonight. I need to pamper her now. Give her everything she wants. I may be selfish, but now I’ve had what I wanted, I’m prepared to be magnanimous, too.

I think of Abby. One of the many, many girlfriends my father used and discarded over the years. When I was fourteen, she’d taken my admiring glances and pitiful attempts at flirting and turned them into a weapon to hurt my dad. Used my body—used me—like it meant nothing.

Like I was nothing.

And afterwards… I couldn’t stand not to be in charge. Using ties, then ropes, then handcuffs to keep the women I slept with from doing anything without my express permission… until even that wasn’t enough.

But today I didn’t need alcohol. I didn’t need drugs.

This is still Lilac without alteration. Being the girl I need her to be the way I want her to be. So special. So unique I can hardly stand it.

After placing the bowl on the coffee table, I take her hand. It’s cold, but I rub some warmth into it, then press a kiss against her wrist.

I hope she’s happy and safe, locked away in there. I really don’t want to hurt her.

Not now that’s she’s truly mine.

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