Page 89 of Trapped With You

She clicked her tongue. “I thought you’d never ask.”

Slapping the bills against my chest, she murmured, “Hold onto that for me, will you? I’m going to need every cent for that new pair of heels.”

I grinned and handed her the Zippo.

My girlfriend flicked the flint wheel and a small flame appeared, quickly catching onto the trail of petrol licking the ground. The flames exploded within seconds, engulfing the car in a picturesque display.

Ella threw Kian’s watch into the fire.

I gave her the option of taking it to a jeweller to exchange it for something else, but she said it was a bad omen, just like Kian.

The summer night temperature skyrocketed with the rising heat.

I wiped my temples and slipped on my riding gloves…when Ella whirled around and sauntered my way, the blazing fire an arresting backdrop behind her.

Wicked eyes and seductive smirk. Wild hair and glistening skin.

My dark princess.

My goddess of revenge.

My fucking religion.

I wanted to bow down and kiss the very ground she walked on like a worshipper.

I also wanted to consume her whole and not leave a single crumb behind.

Ella Ximena Cordova was the living embodiment of all my fantasies.

And she knew it too.

Wherever you go, sweetheart, I’ll follow. No matter the journey, I’ll always brave it with you. You’re a part of me, youliveinside of me, and I would do anything for you. In this lifetime and all the ones to come, you’ll always have all my love and twisted devotion.

She stopped in front of me and trailed a finger over my lips, as though reading all my lustful thoughts and naked truth. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”

I kissed the side of her throat, feeling her pulse shaking madly. For me. Always for me. I swore I’d be six feet beneath the ground before she ever died.

I’d never live without Ella.

There was nomewithouther.

“That I made you a promise.” I bit her jaw to warn her of what was to come. The beast raging inside of me demanded his due. “One I intend to fully keep.”

The last thing I heard was her girlish laugh as I swung her over my shoulder and headed for my motorcycle.

She wasn’t getting away from me.

The night had only just begun.

C H A P T E R1 8

Dirty Little Princess

Ella

The Past - 3 months ago

The pulsing energy rocking between us all night long came to a pinnacle as we arrived at our next destination. Cade parked his motorcycle in an empty, secluded alleyway just adjacent to the building where the glow-in-the-dark rave was being held.