"The only thing that keeps me sane is either violence or fucking... so unless you wanna bend over for me, I suggest you let me go." He whispered harshly against my neck, pressing me more against the wall with his body, making my breath hitch.
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Caden POV:
I read the note in my hand over and over again trying to make sense of what the fuck was going on. The little piece of paper weighed heavily in my hand as I swept my eyes over the girl standing in front of me. The girl who was moaning in my arms moments earlier, appeared pale as a piece of paper as she looked at the note in my hand. The moment between us was long forgotten as the two words replayed in my head over and over.
'I know...'
"Caden..." Anaya's soft voice broke through the silence, snapping me out of my thoughts. Turning my gaze towards her, I watched her expression cloud with confusion and question as she looked to and fro from the piece of paper held between my fingers to my face. I could tell that she so badly wanted to question about the note but she didn't want to pry. She was hesitant and I didn't exactly blame her.
Anaya still saw me as a flight risk; a ticking time bomb; a guy who could at any moment combust right before her eyes. She without a doubt thought even the slightest bit of inconvenience would drive me away and that's why she was cautious around me and I didn't blame her for that. I had never truly given her a reason to fully trust me.
I had opened up about my past to her; a past that I wanted to so badly to run from, but I should know better. There's no running from the sins I had committed; from the shit I had gotten myself into.
And now looking at the girl standing in front of me; the girl who was too fucking good for me, I came to the realization that I had unconsciously dragged her into my depths of hell. True, I had told her the truth about my past life but what I had told her wasn't the whole truth; it was part of the truth.
Dropping my gaze from her, I scrunched the piece of paper and shoved it into my jean pocket. "It's nothing..." I spoke looking anywhere but at her face. I couldn't bring myself to look her in the eye and lie to her face. She meant more than that; so much more...
"You can't tell me it's nothing, Caden." Anaya replied matter-of-factly. "Someone left a parcel addressed to YOU on MY front porch." She said poking her finger at my chest, emphasizing on the word you. "Not to forget the parcel contained the one thing that can very easily put me in a hospital." By now she was standing inches away from me looking at me curiously; her blue eyes flashing slightly. Sure, the moment that had transpired between us earlier had passed but that didn't mean I was immune to this siren like girl otherwise known as Anaya Adams but I couldn't have her poking into matters that didn't concern her.
Wrapping my hand around the finger that was poking me on my chest, I pinned Anaya with my dark gaze, all the while bending my head slightly to her height. Her breath hitched slightly at the close proximity and her juicy as sin pink lips parted on its own accord.
"I said it's nothing, so drop it, Anaya." My breath fanned across her face as I emphasized each and every word slowly so she could understand how dead fucking serious I was. Anaya was naturally a very curious girl and though these are qualities about her that I had come to like, I couldn't have her getting too curious. There are still things about me that she didn't know and hiding part of the truth wasn't exactly lying on my part so fucking sue me.
