Before I Fall

Chapter Forty-one

"Don't you dare lay a finger on Seven! He is innocent in all of this and is more of a man than you'll ever be!" Morgan barked at Roman.

He grinned at her but it sent a sharp tingle down Morgan's spine. He was far from amused.

"I should rip your tongue from your head for that insult, but then you'll need it to lick my cock." he smirked.

Morgan released an infuriated roar as she balled her hands into fists. Her headache increased to the point she couldn't see clearly and her hearing was almost gone. Her breaths came out in short bursts due to the severe tightening of her chest. That same uncontrollable anger she felt when she saw Roman and Eva together was back and she wanted to unleash it all on him. This time however, Morgan closed her eyes and counted to ten while she took long deep breaths to calm down. It worked. She opened her eyes again to look at the beautiful man still standing by the window.

"I hate you so much." she whispered but she knew he could hear every word.

She hadn't left her place by the door and remained rooted as Roman approached her, his footsteps the only sound in the quiet room. As he neared her, that dark need to have him fill her up again brewed. The big man stood before her like a tree, his mere presence engulfing her and it made Morgan swallow hard. The unwholesome effluvia of danger was strong and Morgan knew he could kill her right then and there, still the darkest part of her jumped in excitement to have him touch her again. Roman brushed her left cheek with the back of his forefinger and Morgan moved her head away from his touch letting his hand fall to his side again.

"I can have you whenever I want because you can't resist me." his voice was low and husky.

"That's not true! " Morgan fired back without a second thought.

He was too fast for her to realize what was happening. Roman had grabbed the back of her head and crushed her mouth to his in a kiss for the century. His tongue had invaded her mouth in an instant and she submitted to his rough play. It was fan-fucking-tastic. The couple's chest rose and fell faster the more they kissed and their encounter got more intense. Morgan's pussy began throbbing. Did she get off on being treated poorly? There must have been a screw loose somewhere. Roman was right, her body, no, her demon couldn't resist him but her angelic half sure as hell could. Morgan found the inner strength to pull her herself away from his hold as his big hand roughly squeezed her bottom. Her hand rose to slap him so hard in the face she thought her wrist was broken. The worst part was that he didn't even budge. He stood stiff as a statue but look on his face cried murder. Shit, he was pissed! Morgan took a cautious step away from him before he could grab her and do the unthinkable. She was actually scared for her life.

"When I'm through fucking the life out of you, I will enjoy ripping you in half and making your noose from your entrails." his voice took that unnatural tone once again.

Morgan knew this wasn't a threat, it was a promise, one she couldn't let happen. She cautiously walked around him to go to the next side of the room to give them some space. Her hand still stung and trembled like the rest of her body.

"Just go Roman, leave me alone." Morgan begged, even though she knew he wouldn't. "Why are you doing this to me?"

"You looked beautiful tonight. Did you wear that for him?" Roman said ignoring her request and her question.

"That's none of your business."

Morgan was getting whiplash from Roman's constant mood swings. He complimented first her then tore her down after or threatened to kill her. She was going crazy, no, he wanted her to be crazy just like he was. Just then a small cry emerged from the baby monitor. It was Mercer's feeding time. Morgan left the strange man heading to the armchair where he was before as she ran upstairs to the nursery and took up the crying baby and brought him downstairs to the kitchen.