Castielle
"What the fuck was that?" Eric bellowed, stalking towards me with a murderous expression, "Shit's always hitting the fan when your around. Do you know how much trouble I'd be in if Four doesn't keep his mouth shut about you? I'm going to skin you alive, bitch."
"That's not a very nice name to call me," I squeak, backing away from him, "Take it easy, Eric. I was just trying to help."
He snarled, reaching both his hands towards me. I tried to run away, but his fingers grasped my shirt before I could even take a single step. I was pushed against the wall, and soon I felt the heat that his body emanated. With his lips near my ear, he growled, "You'll pay for this."
What the fuck? Why do I feel tingles down there?
"Forgive me, damn it!" I shouted, closing my eyes as I felt him move his face even closer to me. Fuck, why was it getting hotter? "You know I only had good intentions, Mr. Piercing."
Abruptly, he let me go, and I opened my eyes to greet his raging ones, "Get settled. I'm telling you what kind of situation you placed yourself in."
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"Okay, so basically, all these people think they're the only survivors?" I asked, my voice high with incredulity, "That doesn't even make any sense. No big war has happened since World War 2."
"I've taught you about my world, about my Chicago. Tell me about yours." Eric crossed his arms across his chest, eyebrow up in anticipation.
"Some other time, maybe?" I yawned, crawling to his bed, "It's night now. I need my beauty sleep."
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Sleeping. Boring discussions about history tend to make me sleepy." I answered, a smirk on my face, "Want to join me?"
At that, Eric grimaced and lifted his middle finger, "I expect the sheets to be washed tomorrow morning."
"Aye, aye, Mr. Piercing."
I heard his footsteps walking away. A little bulb went up from my head, "Wait! You don't have sex in this thing, do you?"
His laugh was my answer.
"Fuck you, disgusting bastard!"
~*~
This book will be more mature compared to my other works. Foul words and explicit scenes ahead. It'll be fast-paced, too.
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Mr. Piercing
FanfictionDISCONTINUED Castielle Thorne was sarcastic. She was witty. She was hot-headed. She was a smart-ass. But most of all, she lived beyond the fence. She was an outsider. Eric Coulter was cruel. He was cold-hearted. He was bossy. He was rude. But most o...
