me and the devil (rafe x kiara)

Chapter 6: Kie

A/N: Ummmm.... if you're religious, I'm sorry. Pfft, ENJOY!

My breath caught in my throat. His eyebrows rose slowly, and something in him shifted into darkness. It shrouded him, covered him. Beneath Rafe's skin loomed a monster constantly fighting to claw its way to the surface. His pupils dilated slightly, and he looked down at me with his head cocked to the side, from where his height absolutely towered over mine. His hair fell into his eyes as he studied me.

"Kie," he prompted. "Run. If I find you, I do whatever I want with you."

I blinked, but something in his eyes had me hightailing it the fuck out of there. I launched myself over the lip of the boat and ran down the boardwalk, shoes slapping against the wood mercilessly.

I didn't stop to see if he was behind me. I didn't have to. I could feel him there. Could feel his eyes roaming my body like a lion toying with its next meal. I ducked left, heading up past the marina entrance. I swore, spinning wildly, trying to figure out where I should go.

My breath rushed in and out of my chest, my heart beating like a caged animal. Fuck. I had no idea where to go. With only a moment to think, I circled around the back of the marina, attempting to throw him off my trail by running to the right after he'd gone left. I peeked around the corner of the concrete marina welcome center to watch for him coming up the boardwalk as I had. After minutes of waiting for him, I began to think he had just been messing with me.

The urge to run from Rafe came naturally. Something about him threatened to devour me whole. He still hadn't walked out, and my face began to heat. I'd thought he was going to play a game with me, and instead he'd just wanted me to leave.

I really could have kicked myself for even thinking coming here would have ended well. It was Rafe Cameron, and Rafe Cameron cared about no one and nothing except for himself. And his sister, I guess. But only one of them.

I couldn't believe I'd let him rope me back into his bullshit so easily. Tears welled in my eyes, and I angrily blinked them away, quickly wiping the few that escaped from my cheeks. I swore under my breath, sniffing and taking a deep breath.

The moment I moved to stand; I saw him. I gasped, ducking back behind the building as quickly as I could, pressing my back up against the wall and trying to calm my hyperventilated breathing and the intense rise and fall of my chest.

I clasped a hand over my mouth and squeezed my eyes shut when I heard his voice.

"Where'd you go, princess? I only wanted to play with you," he purred with a low, lover's laugh. He was enjoying himself. He'd intentionally taken a long time, knowing I was impatient and would be antsy by now. Bastard.

I could hear the unconcerned fall of his footsteps, inching closer and closer by the second. I needed to figure out a plan and quickly. My eyes flashed, searching all around me for any ideas at all.

"What do you think I'm going to do to you when I find you, Kiara?" He taunted, voice a low rumble. I bit my lip. "What are you hoping I'll do?" I wanted to smack that smug smile I knew he was wearing right off his face.

Who was he to think he could just waltz back into my life and take whatever he wanted from me without a care in the world for how it might feel to me? I decided then that I hated him. I hated Rafe Cameron and would hate him forever.

"I don't even know what I've missed most," he mused, footsteps pausing. Her heart skipped a beat. Then, they continued. Maybe she'd get lucky, and he'd walk right by her. "God, I've missed the way that pretty little cunt of yours grips my cock like you'd rather die than lose the feeling of me inside you. But I've also missed those sweet little noises I know you only make for me. Have you missed me, Kie? Missed how I owned every inch of your body? Missed how much I scare you?"