Page 30 of Angelic Vengeance

His eyes coasted over my body, lingering on my ass and thighs. I never understood why he wasted his time checking me out; it’s not like he could see anything undermy baggy jeans. Still, my body hummed underneath the weight of his dark eyes.

“What do you want?” I leaned my lower back against the steel counter, no longer being able to take his staring.

Zachary dropped his arms, pushed off the door and slowly stalked towards me. “It’s time we begin our agreement, don’t you think?”

So he didn’t forget…

“As in be your slave for a night? No, thanks.”

“Sore loser?”

“Maybe. But I’m not an idiot. God knows what you’ll have me do on thisdate.” I scoffed, motioning with my hands. “I wouldn’t put feeding you grapes while I’m naked past you.”

“While I fully expect you to fulfill that fantasy in the future… That’s not what I want.”

“I don’t give a shit what you want.”

“You knew the deal when you agreed to it.”

“I’m a liar and a cheat, Zachary.” I gave him a sardonic smile. “It’s nothing personal.”

“Zach,” He corrected.

It took me by surprise.Was this really the first time I said his name out loud?

Running an absent hand over his watch, he stepped closer to me. Something red on his chest caught my attention. I glanced at his shirt, top buttons undone, to see a few red slashes across his tatted skin. The vivid memory of my knife cutting him came back to me.

How does this man not hate me?

My heart pounded in my ears when he leaned in, bracing his hands on each side of me on the counter. Ourfaces were only inches apart now, and I would’ve pulled back if I didn’t think that would mean losing face.

His ebony eyes met mine. “Youwillgo on a date with me.”

He said it in such a way Ialmostnodded ‘yes’.

I stopped breathing, and then everything started to make sense.

He was fucking with me – had been the entire time.

Ignoring me was all part of his plan to get in my head, and I – like anidiot– let him. I wasn’t used to others tricking me, and now that it had finally happened, I fucking hated losing control. And now, I fucking hated him all over again for a completely new reason.

My eyes became slits, and it felt almost too good saying, “No.”

Zachary kept staring into my eyes. We were playing one of my favorite games: the one where we saw who broke eye contact last.

I liked it because Ialwayswon.

Granted, Zachary only ever broke eye contact to glance at my lips when I licked them.

However, this time, my little trick didn’t work.

“What are you so afraid of?” His rough voice warmed my skin.

I didn’t respond, feeling as if his question was so stupid it didn’t deserve an answer. Nothing scared me; not after what I’d been through.

He scoffed. “Look at you. You’re terrified.”

Fury incinerated my veins before my blood burned against my insides. I clenched my jaw and bit down on my teeth in anger.