I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, attempting to cover up the bruises that Blaze had left on my body only a few days ago. I regret choosing such a revealing dress now. The foundation I applied did little to conceal the marks, which were still sore and throbbing.
Liz seemed unaware of the bruises I had, perhaps because of the sweater I was wearing. Had Liz noticed them and said nothing? Or was she planning to tell Cain later? The thought of Cain's reaction sent a wave of fear through me, and my hands began to shake.
As I applied foundation to my neck and chest, I debated whether to lie or tell the truth if he asked.
Concealing the bruises was impossible, no matter how much makeup I applied. I rummaged through my cosmetics bag in a panic, hoping to find a new bottle of foundation to hide the evidence, but the door to the suite creaked open before I could cover them up.
My heart racing, I frantically tried to make sense of how someone could have gotten in when I distinctly remembered locking the door. Without a second thought, I left my unfinished makeup on the dresser and quickly slipped into a pair of high heels, ready to see if it was just my imagination or if there really was an intruder. As much as I wanted to dismiss my paranoia, the truth became apparent as I caught a glimpse of his shadowy figure leaning against the wall, arms crossed in front of him.
"What the hell are you doing here?", I twisted around and yelled at Blaze, the source of all my troubles. "How did you get in?".
"Let's just say I had my ways", he replied with a grin, as I blinked a few times, trying to figure out how he'd gotten in anyway. "But that doesn't matter now", he added.
I turned my back to him, continuing to roughly apply foundation to my neck, knowing that no matter how hard I tried, I wasn't going to change the situation.
As I caught Blaze's reflection in the mirror, watching me with unwavering focus, my nerves grew increasingly agitated. The thought of Cain appearing only added to my anxiety.
"You didn't answer my question. What are you doing here?", I finally asked out of anger.
He preferred to be silent, but he moved closer to me. Panic fueled me and I quickly jumped out of my chair and threw the bottle of foundation at him.
The blue-eyed pyromaniac simply watched the bottle hit his chest, not flinching an inch before raising an intrigued eyebrow.
"Is that how you want to stop me?", he said mockingly as he moved even closer.
"Go away", I shouted, threatening him with my foundation brush.
A guttural laugh escaped Blaze's lips before he grabbed my wrist hard enough for the brush to slip from my hand, then I felt his palm grow hotter and hotter, preparing to burn me if I didn't get his way.
"I thought you needed me", he whispered in my ear. The warmth of his breath sent shivers down my spine and I felt myself melting as he ventured lower down my neck. "Now do you want me to leave? Which one are you for real, Scarlett?", he continued, planting gentle kisses along my collarbone.
The feel of his hands on my body made it hard to think. His name escaped my lips like a whisper as his fingers slipped beneath the fabric of my dress, touching the delicate silk covering my vagina. The words of protest I had been about to utter died in my throat.
Despite my best efforts to resist him, every kiss and touch from him was breaking down my defenses. I was well aware of the wrongness of our actions, but the way he made me feel was impossible to ignore. His intense gaze had me completely captivated, a fire burning within it that I couldn't resist. Logically, I knew I should have pushed him away, but my heart had other plans and I couldn't bring myself to resist him.
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Hearts Divided: A Mafia-Superhero Love Triangle, Volume 1
RomanceWithin the throbbing heart of New York, I find myself entangled between Cain Maverick, the formidable gang leader, and Blaze Myers, my boss's pariah son. Their silent advances leave me questioning if I'm just a pawn in their game. Fueled by personal...