Broken Shreds

Chapter Ten - Bad, Evil, Men

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  ❝You think I'll be the dark sky so
you can be the star?

I will swallow you whole. ❞
— Unknown

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CHAPTER 10

> SEVEN <

CONTROL. CONTROL AT all times.

   As I stand in the middle of the dance floor in a really shitty club with really shitty music, the only thing I'm trying to focus on is suppressing my anger and irritation. I take deep breaths, my hands opening and closing impatiently. I have to summon every drop of control or I will be beating that blonde man - who's rubbing his soon-not-there-anymore crotch onto Olivia - bloody.

   He sees me, obviously reading my face and immediately backing off. I'm tempted to go after him, but then she whips around and sees me.

   I suck in a sharp breath as I take her greedily in. I haven't seen her in two weeks and now that she's standing in front of me, dressed in a short dress and those plump lips of hers painted red... she looks both sinful and innocent all wrapped up in one pretty package. Fecking hell.

   That blonde man isn't the only one that has his eyes on her. Half of the men in the dance floor are eyeing her and I have an uncontrollable urge to carve all of their eyes out.

   Not able to wait any minute longer, I grab her and haul her onto my body. Olivia let's out a surprised gasp and puts her fingers over my chest.

   I want to close my eyes and revel in the feeling of her touching me voluntarily. I can see her lips parting as she takes in me, too, and I have a feeling that her thoughts might not be so different from mine.

   She's still moving her body unawarely with the tempo of the music. I'm already so fucking hard by even being this close to her and now that she's swaying her hips slowly... it's painful to even move my lower body.

   ''Olivia'', I rasp onto her ear. ''Stop swaying those hips or I'll feck ye raw in the middle of this club.''

   Her mouth drops open and she looks shocked, to say the least. Obviously, this was the last thing she expected to be coming out of my mouth after two weeks of not seeing me.

   Olivia inches even closer and says something that shakes me to the core.

   ''Do it.''

   Her voice is a breathy whisper and it does things to me. Things nothing and no one ever has been able to. Just her and her voice.

I want to kiss her, devour her. I want to see if she tastes as sweet as she looks. I want to do things to her, touch her the way I want. Trace every inch of her sking with my lips, my fingertips. I want to be the only one to make her feel good, to be able to know what exactly sets her on fire.

   To be the only fucking one to know her that way.

   These urges are something that I've never felt towards a woman before. Kissing has been something I've never really cared for nor particularly liked doing. Somehow I already know that with her, it would be different. Even the image of touching those lips of hers...

   ''Well?'' she murmurs and looks up at me with those blue eyes of hers. ''Are you going to follow up on your threat?''

   I tilt my head. As much as I want to fuck her against the wall for all to see, now is not the time.