Page 24 of Monstrous Urges

Then you wait

SecretSlut

For?

YouCanRunButYouCantHide

For me to find you, baby girl

YouCanRunButYouCantHide

And trap you

YouCanRunButYouCantHide

And fuck you

YouCanRunButYouCantHide

Even after you tell me to stop

Holy fucking shit.

YouCanRunButYouCantHide

If we play again, there IS no backing out. There’s no stopping it, or me. Now, turn that fucking account back to not looking. Because you’re not.

I just stare at the screen, my tongue darting out to wet my lips as my pulse roars.

YouCanRunButYouCantHide

Tick tock, little slut. Are we going to play or not?

Before I can overthink it, I let my finger toggle on the location setting.

SecretSlut

Yes.

YouCanRunButYouCantHide

Good girl.

YouCanRunButYouCantHide

See you when you least expect it.

His online status goes dark, and the black, vicious thoughts in my head swallow me whole.

5

TAYLOR

Two days after learning that Roger Fairchild has declared war on Crown and Black, we’ve marshaled our defenses. The board, with a few exceptions, seems to be on our side and opposed to selling to him. But while it’s good to have a mostly united front, it doesn’t do squat against the hard truth that we just bought a company that secretly owes almost a half a billion dollars to our biggest competitor.

Not exactly money we have lying around.

Gabriel, Alistair, and I aren’t in any sort of financial dire straits or anything: we do really well with Crown and Black. But there’s “great apartment, car, and fantastic retirement savings” wealthy and then there’s “half a billion in my Scrooge McDuck vault” wealthy. Suffice it to say, none of us is the latter.