Chapter 7. Craving

Three Years Before

I sit on the bed with tears in my eyes. I fucking hurt him in my quest to protect him from Dale's moves; I fucking hurt him. I ripped that promise up, burned it to ash and threw it in his face while laughing.

Standing, I wrap my arms around him. I wish I could explain to him, but there's no way to. Even Marco can't save him from this. Only I can. If Dale senses me telling anyone that the video is leaked.

"Little rabbit." I raise my head. He gives me a small smile. "I want to fuck you."

My head drops. "Dario." I can't, that makes everything complicated, that's how things fucked up two years ago. I got caught up in Dario and didn't go home on time.

"Little rabbit. I said I want to fuck you." Sighing, I look at him; every time I'm with him, I feel fucking safe. I'm warm. I feel at home. Leaning up, I capture his lips on mine. He groans into my mouth, and we begin to strip each other.

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