(Ed.) Monster Lover ~ Haze (BWWM)

(Ed.) Monster Lover ~ Haze (BWWM)

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This is an edited version of Monster Lover ~ Haze. @@@ "I hope you were paying attention during the meeting... Kai." Donovan said and it'll be wrong if I said the way he said my name didn't affect me. I turned glaring at them both. "What do you two want from me?" "How about a thank you for saving your life?" Cameron frowned. "I never asked you two for help, everything was under control. You didn't have to kill him..." I mumbled that last part. "Yes we did, he posed a threat to what is ours and for that he shall die." Donovan said raising an eyebrow begging me to snap. Nicole wasn't that only one with a short fuse. One way to light mine, was treating me like an item. Another, disrespecting my son... "Excuse me?" I said. "I don't repeat myself... Kai." "Oh, because I was wondering if you'll dare saying that again. I am no one's property." I said turning to leave. Just then, Cameron appeared before me blocking my way. I gasped and fought as he gripped my wrists firmly and pinned them to the sides of my head on the table. My legs hanging off the edge as I continued kicking and fight to get free. Cameron leaned in real close to where we were inches apart. His eyes were darker yet his face held a chilling smirked as he went to my ear. "You are today." He whispered and my heart started beating faster and faster. @@@ Kai Devereux is your usual hard working mother. Her life have been spent caring for her five year old son and how could she do this without a steady paying job? Landing a great paying job at D.C. Salvatore Inc. She soon meets the men behind the company, Cameron and Donovan Salvatore. They're sexy and very wealthy but most of all, demons in disguise. Can Kai survive the two most cunning, seductively handsome and domineering men off the face of the Earth? Most importantly, can they save her from what lurks in her past and threatens her very existence?
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Kai sat at the edge of the bed, jaw tight, big hands wrapping gauze around my split knuckles. He was too careful, too quiet- the type that comes right before a storm rips through you. I woke up halfway through, yanked my hand free. "Don't touch me." He didn't flinch. Just looked at me with those wolf-grey eyes like I was the only war he ever wanted to fight. "Dont do that." I blinked."What?" His mouth barely moved."You dont get to do that after what you did." My lips curled into a dangerous smile. "And if I do?" He grabbed me by the jaw-gentle and cruel all at once. My breath hitched. "Then I'll just have to remind you who you belong to." His lips crashes against mine. The kiss was raw, possessive, demanding-his tongue forcing its way past my lips, dominating me until my knees nearly buckled. When he finally pulled back, a thin string of saliva connected us. I let out a needy, humiliating whine at the loss of contact. The world stopped "You want to break things?" His voice a low growl, "Break me.You want pain? I'll give you pain that loves you back. But if you ever throw yourself in front of filth like that again-" His grip on my jaw tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to own. "I might just kill someone." *** They call me the prince of chaos. The media's favorite sin. Award-winning artist, tabloid disaster, human trainwreck with pretty eyes and prettier scars. But I didn't ask for the crown. I do drugs to sleep. Smoke to breathe. Fuck to feel. Punch cameras.Curse in interviews. And I don't apologize for any of it. That's how I got kai-my new bodyguard. 6ft something of quiet death, jaw sharp enough to cut glass, and eyes like he's already decided how I'll die if I piss him off. He doesn't play nice and he sees too much. And when he touches me, the world gets quiet for once. This isn't your typical love story. It's war. ME vs Myself. ME vs My Past. ME vs the man who swore he'd protect me - even from myself. You want to know how it ends? So do I.

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