all he knew was flame — the drugs used to burn his building . she had it wrong . it wasn’t the people or the things that destroy him , he was the one you should run from . and still , he'll humor her and the possibility of something more . “what do you think will come out of this ?"
" not everything has to burn ... you're allowed to have things or people that don't destroy you. " a pause , femme catching her bottom lip between her teeth , nervous habits. " just tell me what you want and i can be it ... "
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she humorlessly laughs with a nod . “right . everyone’s fucking crazy and you’re just —“ cocks head , gesturing towards him . “what ? enlighten me , axel . what exactly are you , if not a prick right now ?”
' you're fucking crazy , and it's got nothing to do with me . '
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“i’d rather you not waste my time ,” deadpans as papers shift on his desk before attention varies and he leans back , glancing in her direction . “will that be shit all or do you have anything more enlightening to say ?”
' we can sit and talk and i’ll pretend that i give a fuck . '
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"you're too sweet for me , i take my whiskey neat ."
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he hums to himself , chest vibrating , “so i’ve been told .” corner of his mouth tugs upward into a lazy smile that reaches , keeping a close eye on her before he scoffs through nostrils , “that wasn’t a date , that was a cry for help .” a joke , sort of . but if a drink was what she wanted then a drink was what she’d get . especially if it meant savoring a headache for a later date . didn’t seem like she was purposely going out of her way to annoy him , anyway . and for that , he was grateful . last thing he wanted was to tie her up in his office . “what do you want ?” he asks her , walking around the counter to prepare the concoction himself . the only want he can keep his hands where they should be and not somewhere else .
she snickered at the insinuation , knowing it was only a fleeting comment . sabrina hadn't prayed to anyone since she sat at the end of her father's bed and begged god not to take him . that was before she knew everything that she knew now . nothing was ever as it seemed , even god , and she likely would never call on him again , even if he appeared in the form of some meaty bouncer . " you're funny , you know that ? " her eyes roll , this time with less aggression . " not my keeper , but ... you kidnap my date and tell me i can't accept a drink from the next one . so why don't you do it — buy me a drink . then we'll both have what we want . "
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"only the one you'll pray to ." knew it wouldn't be taken lightly , him butting in . probably wasn't a smart call considering she wasn't his sister , but someone else's and he didn't have a say on what she did . receives a text from creed that they're handling homme and nods , glancing over at her after responding and shoving his phone back into his pocket . "are you done ? you can do whatever you want . i'm not your keeper ," a reminder for himself more than anything . "just don't do anything stupid . think you can manage that or do i have to make sure you don't take drinks from strangers ?"
" so that makes you some sort of god , does it ? " there's a slight bite in her tone as she watches his men escort her evening plans out of view . knew that if she really wanted to , she could find a way to get to him , but she didn't really want anything . that was kind of her whole mo. had been sort of unimpressed by life thus far and so every action was just to get a reaction ; something , anything to make her feel a little less dead inside . " can i get myself a drink or are you cutting me off , too ? "
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cheeks warm at the praise that leaves his lips , feeling content now that she got it and he wasn’t so mad at her anymore . smiles into the embrace , deepening it as fingers land against the back of his head , pulling him down closer . hers — all hers and she liked to remind herself of that . he loved her , he wanted her . and she loved and wanted him the same , if not more . maybe that was dangerous , to want someone more than you , but he made it all worth it . he made it all okay . proved why he deserved it . palms down his forearm , holding onto his wrist as delicate lashes flutter open to look up into his eyes . “good ,” nods obediently , agreeing with sentiment . “wouldn’t want to be with else .” a reminder that she chose him , not halo . “i love you , paris .”
homme relished in the innocence that danced behind her eyes , feeling certain that she'd never make that vow unless she intended to follow through . " that's my girl , " he praises before dipping down to reward her with a gentle yet hungry kiss . they all were kind of like that , weren't they ? he could never just sample her and leave it at that because once he got a taste , he feened for more . which was partly why he wouldn't turn her away in spite of the rift . he needed her just as much as she needed him . " no , save it for later . " agrees while breaking away , palm resting against her delicate neck . the very last thing they needed was to draw negative attention when the idea of them as a couple was still a fresh open wound to her family and friends alike . " tonight you're all mine . "
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he doesn’t say anything , but gives away nothing . known for stoic stance and behavior , he wasn’t going to play into her self loathing . even if what she did was pathetic . “no ,” they weren’t paying for protection . her brother had a sea of men on his roll . luckily , so did he . “but this is my club .” signals in that moment , creed carrying out the deed as two others come to circle homme waiting for her by the door to escort him to a private inning . “you’re not stupid ,” he clarifies , “you’re just acting that way .”
she glances away from the nagging look in his eyes to find the homme in question waiting by the door , tapping at his phone screen . the truth was she didn't know much about him at all . just that he'd roughed leo up pretty badly one night and niccolo having a target on him ever since . " you must think i'm pretty pathetic , right ? " sleeping her way through her brother's hit list , " maybe i am , but i'm not helpless . no one is paying for your protection so , i don't know what gives you the right to interfere with anything i have going on . "
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yeah , “and there’s a reason for that .” some people were made evil while others were just born that way . knew it wasn’t his place but if she wasn’t going to give a shit about her well-being just because she wanted to stick it to her brother , then he’ll gladly make himself out to be the bad guy . “you can either tell him goodnight or i can do it for you ,” their eyes meet . “if i were you , i’d choose wisely this time .”
" i know niccolo hates him , " and that was good enough for her . it seemed everything she'd been doing since her father , or rather , her kidnapper's death , was for one purpose only . wanted nothing to do with the rossi boys and hoped that if she fucked enough of their enemies , they'd lose interest in her too .
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“i’m not your brothers ,” that much was evident as stare strengthens but he doesn’t make a move just yet . the ball was still in her court , waiting to see if she makes the right decision . of course she doesn’t . “do you have any idea what you’re doing ? who you’re with ?” eyebrow raises to prompt a response , now dividing the space between them in half so he can look at her a little better . maybe it was an excuse to be a little closer . guess we’ll never know .
the word should suggested that she had the free will to decline his recommendation , but his broadened stance told her otherwise . " i'll keep that in mind , " she solemnly swore , gesturing for the man she was with to continue toward the exit while hanging back to have one final word . " brodie , i already have a warden . three of them , actually . so , unless you want our relationship to be as estranged as the ones i have with my brothers , i'd back off . "
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"yeah , i've never been good at following the rules , either ." smirks and nods , placing his glass filled with rum down on the edge before grabbing a stick and helping place the balls in the triangle . lines it up perfectly before removing the template , "i'd say ladies first , but that might give you an advantage ." bends to knock into the arrangement of colors , striking two balls into a pocket .
" the better question is , are you ? " 'cause she wasn't about to back out first , not against him . hardly considered anything he could bring , much of a challenge . perhaps she was just judgmental but she was pretty sure all he was capable of was being a tabloid mess . " i might not play fair . "
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"you sure you want to do that ?" it was a bad idea on all parts considering he's high and she looks too good not to toss up onto the table and screw her brains out .
open to mutuals
" okay , fine . challenge accepted . "
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god , there was something so enticing and sexy when he got jealous . even if he had no reason to be . supposed , she could also remember that from time to time when a girl looked his way or touched him . just because she knew what it felt like to lose him and she lost a part of herself back then . tongue samples her own lipstick as she licks across lesser , sitting back on homme's knees when zeno takes the drugs out of her possession . "loads ," counters with a hum , thumbing the corner of her mouth before he takes her into his lap next , wrapping her arm around his shoulders , gaze falling to the powder now in a pile on the glass table . mouth waters , wanting - no , needing another line and hides the urge by turning her face towards his , kissing along her boyfriend's neck and jawline , continuing to leave a red streak behind . for an addict , there was nothing more satisfying than having him all to herself . "one for each of us ," muses with a smirk when the other man struggles to accept what the two of them were up to . couldn't blame him , no one liked sharing missy rae . had that enigmatic aura about her , fleeting at best and every time they reached for her , she was gone . "or maybe two for me and z ."
when his message goes ignored, he downs the rest of the liquor in his glass, welcoming the soothing burn that eases his insides and aids to keep him calm. finally decides to take matters into his own hands, strides taking him across the space to where she was, entertaining a more than amused nobody. smug bastard. arrives just in time to catch the question that is asked, ignoring it. steals the baggy from her and greets the pair with a chilling smile, “ having fun ? ” it’s almost reminiscent of the time he barged into her hotel room after she’d fled the country and he had to bring her home .. except it wasn’t. things were different now; the circumstances were in their favor. the last time they let their jealousy get the best of them, it blew up in their faces and nearly obliterated their relationship before it even begun. he wouldn’t make that mistake again. “ hey, man, ” acknowledges the other male, plopping himself down to occupy the empty spot adjacent to them, “ thanks for keeping her company. ” syllables are uttered nonchalantly as he leans forward to empty the substance onto the table. turns to grab missy by the waist, lifting and maneuvering her onto his lap before shifting back into a reclined position, making sure they were comfortable. “ now if you don’t mind, ” his head nods towards the pile of white powder sitting atop the glass surface before them, “ cut that up for us, will you ? ”
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give missy rae an inch and she'll take a mile . always been that way since she was a little girl , recognizing early on that new york city's heiress was on everyone's radar , including her mother's . older woman didn't like the attention she was receiving or how her face managed to paint itself across every tabloid in the city . people were talking about the kelly's but not because of business , but because their daughter was the front page news . everyone assumed things about her so she allowed the narrative to run until she was forced into valley prep as a reminder that her parents had the power . thought they could beat her into submission , but it never worked . she was who she was , flaws and all . nothing and no one can change that . it's why homme worked so well against her , countering her light with a forest fire . they were twin flames , destined to intertwine . feeling her waist vibrate from a text she presumes is from her boyfriend , blonde ignores it in order to light her own inferno . it was too good to pass up now , moving to straddle his lap as palms surface over her ass , pulling her further against him . just as she pinches plastic filled with powder in-between her fingers , he questions where's that boyfriend of yours now ?
struggles to peel his eyes away from the image she’s painting for him, no matter how provoking to observe another man fondling his girlfriend. the notion of zeno moretti committing to one person was already surprising enough, but the only reason they had a chance was because the two of them were more alike than different. he saw every side to her, understood her on every level. they both craved freedom, enjoyed the liberty of doing whatever the hell they wanted regardless of the consequences; keeping her on a tight leash would just push her further away. so he stands firm, remaining at a distance and ignoring that twinge of possessiveness inside his chest as the minutes seemingly dragged on. impatient, he ultimately pulls his phone out to text her the words ‘ tick tock ’ in friendly, not-so-friendly reminder that she was taking longer than necessary.
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it was evident that there was no one else she wanted , but him . had never been in a relationship , not a real one — he was the only guy she had let close enough to experience what it was like to be with her . to hold her trust and loyalty despite the disastrous path that followed . because eventually , things got too real , too soon , and she ruined everything before it had the chance to be what they are now . she holds onto the homme she’s sat on — drew or justin , couldn’t remember his name . didn’t care to and nibbles on his ear , his grasp on her thigh going higher until it’s treading on dangerous territory . close to heated center covered in flimsy red lace , exhaling a breath and kissing him below his ear as lithe digits feather along his chest to doll up for what she went there for .
they’re dipping their toes in dangerous waters, entering what used to be familiar territory. with everything that’s happened — all the lies and deception and backstabbing — he acknowledges the necessity to rebuild their relationship from the ground up, something he’s willing to try for her. to secure a more stable future than their tempestuous past. her lips mark his neck with a trail of tiny ruby stains, a parting gift he’ll gladly accept, before momentarily shifting his attention to order himself his go-to whiskey and coke at the bar. by the time his drink is ready, he finds her perched on another man’s lap, gaze drawn to the contrived scene like a moth to a fucking flame. captures her eyes over the rim of his glass, silently giving her the luxury and faith to proceed as she pleases, even if the hand on her thigh induces him to tip the dark amber liquid down his throat.
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once upon a time ago , she wouldn’t have thought twice about it . would have shoved her tongue down homme’s throat , let him feel her up while zeno watched , a game they both used to enjoy . things were different now , sharing wasn’t part of the deal . not since they both fucked that up — something she didn’t want to touch on again . maybe this was a way for them to revisit the idea differently . tongue pushes to the corner of her mouth , leaning in to kiss the side of his neck before turning on her heel and approaching the man who gave her the drugs in the first place . throws herself down on his lap , whispering something in his ear at the same time his palm lands on her upper thigh and gaze cuts to his , watching to see .
can hear the attitude dripping from her voice and he’s tempted to pull her into the bathroom, where he was just moments ago before he returned to find someone else already making a move on her. tells himself it’s something he’ll have to get used to, others wanting what’s now rightfully his, a fact corroborated by arms that loop around his neck to close the gap between their frames. he smiles at her answer, dropping his hands to her waist, “ so go get me some. ” more blow — that’s what she was flirting with the male for, right ? grants her immunity, a secret promise of it in his tone as he encourages, “ i’ll watch. ”
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she rolls her eyes , “i’m literally just saying .” isn’t that what couples are supposed to do , reassure their significant other or whatever ? she can feel the line she took prior forging through veins , swallowing another shot before slamming the cup upside down . contemplates his invitation and pushes forward , wrapping her arms around his neck , instead , “i’d much rather have fun with you .”
“ then why are you acting like you’ve been caught ? ” defending, explaining, herself. there’s no real bitterness in his voice — he trusted her now, or at least, he was attempting to after their last dispute. but because he is who he is, a glint of challenge emerges behind his hues. “ bring ‘em over here. show me how much fun you were having. ”
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