Page 104 of The Deception You Weave

Reaching down, I tug at my pants, trying to make some space for my cock as I watch her ass sway as she walks away from me.

Part of me wants to go with her to ensure she does as she’s fucking told, packs a bag and comes back. But the other part wants to see if she'll actually do it. That part is also secretly hoping that she doesn't because I’d really like to go up there in ten minutes and spank her ass for not following orders.

My fist clenches at the thought alone, my semi threatening to go full mast as the image of my handprint on her round ass fills my mind.

Beautiful. Fucking beautiful.

I grip the wheel in the hope it'll help keep me seated instead of giving in to my need to follow her.

Thankfully, my cell rings in my pocket, it's the perfect distraction.

Or at least it should be.

I answer the call, knowing that it's the only way I'll get rid of him.

"Legend," Victor barks the second the call connects. "Wednesday night. Alana. No excuses, and the whole night this time. No pussying out."

"No, Vic. I'm done, remember."

"And I can get you kicked off that team faster than Alana can make you come. Do the right thing."

The tone that fills my ear tells me that he's already hung up.

"Motherfucker," I snap, slamming my palm down on the wheel. "Fuck. Fuck."

Resting my head back, I try to get my breathing under control.

I knew this was going to happen. I knew he was never going to keep to his end of the deal, but what choice did I have? I either did what he wanted of me or I kissed goodbye to getting guardianship of Kyle and my dream of playing college football.

"Fuck."

When my eyes find the clock again, I notice how long Letty has been gone and anger blooms, sending red hot fury through my veins.

I'd have been mad that she ignored me before, but after that very brief conversation with Victor, it's even worse.

Jumping from the car, I all but run toward the building and take the stairs up to her floor three at a time.

The communal area is deserted as I storm through toward Letty's closed door.

I don't stop to think about what might be happening inside other than her hiding from me. I'm expecting the door to be locked in a pathetic attempt to keep me away, so I'm surprised when I push the handle down and the door swings open but what I'm even more shocked by is the scene unfolding before my eyes.

My teeth grind and my fists curl, ready to finally get the punch in that I'm more than desperate for.

Standing in the middle of her room is Letty whose face is being cupped by a frustrated-looking Luca.

Only, he's no longer staring down at her but shooting his death stares in my direction.

"Get your fucking hands off her," I seethe, my blood at boiling point from his innocent touch alone.

His lips curl up in a smirk.

"Fuck off, Legend. She doesn't want you here." He releases her and pulls her behind him.

"Me?" I ask incredulously. "She doesn't want me here? I'm not the one who blanked her all day. I'm the one who's treated her right, made her scream and took her for dinner."

Luca's chin drops as Letty hisses, "Kane."

"You've been with him tonight?" Luca asks Letty, clearly not believing a word that comes out of my mouth.