Chapter 163

The Predator

Fuck.

Double fuck.

I was losing my mind.

Every goddamn time I saw her, she made me forgot everything—the plans, the problems, the world falling to shit. None of it mattered. Not when I knew she was here. Just a wall away. Probably still sleeping, naked… legs wide open and inviting. Looking at me with those dark eyes as if she wanted me to provide her salvation. As if she wanted to sin.

When she was mine. She was the only thing that felt real, and I was sinking in her.

I told myself I’d be quick.

Get the files and leave. Be responsible for once. But no, of course not. How could I, when she was lying there like that? Like some angel sent to test my already-fucking-failing sanity. Wearing my shirt—my fucking shirt—with her hair all messy and wild, curled around her like some goddamn halo. She looked so soft, so innocent, so fucking perfect, like she was made to drive me insane.

And fuck me, she did.

I’d