By: Alexa Rynn

He dipped his tongue into my cleavage and started licking rapidly.

My thoughts immediately went to how good that tongue would feel on the center of my most private areas, sucking all of my juices dry until I begged him for more.

“Braden,” I tried again to get control of the situation.

“Shut up,” he ordered me again. More licking, my bra was completely pulled down by then. “I want you. I want you now.”

It hadn’t been a statement. It had been a demand.

I sighed and pulled his head up from my chest with all the will I had. “Stop.”

He ignored me, kissing me hard on the lips.

I bit down on the bottom of his lip hard and he jumped back, startled. “What the fuck?”

I yanked my bra up. “I’m not some girl you can demand to sleep with you. I’m not… I’m not like that.” I tried to regulate my breathing but it was hard, I was so worked up and hot.

Braden ran his tongue over the bottom of his lip, tasting the blood. “You showed up to a business dinner wearing a dress like that and you aren’t like that, Addison, really?”

I pulled up the top of my dress but it was little use since he had tore it to shreds. “What is wrong with you? Why are you so damn hot and cold with me?”

My phone buzzed again.

“Because,” he shouted, “that’s who I am. I’m pissed off and you happen to be in the line of fire. You being a little sensitive brat isn’t going to help the situation at all.”

My phone started ringing again right away.

Braden kicked the garbage can and it went flying all over the floor. “For Crist sakes, pick up the damn phone already.”

I grabbed it off the counter without looking at the caller ID. “WHAT?”

“Hello, is Addison Cooper available, please?”

“This is her,” I choked out, my eyes still locked on Braden. He looked so angry, so on the edge of whatever was going on in his mind. Whatever it was, something told me I wouldn’t be able to truly understand.

“Addison, Lauren Johnson, from the LA Tribute calling.”

My heart stopped. The LA Tribute was calling me?

“Listen, I got your message and I’m going to be honest… I thought you had lost your mind but I just got a lead on a man who died across town, the mother of the victim is swearing that in his last hours he was spitting out stories about a man in a black mask with green eyes.” Lauren paused. “Addison, I’d really love to talk to you, I think you might be on to something here.”

“Yes, I’d like that… I, I think so, too.” I was trying to keep my cool but it was hard, I wanted to cry and scream. Minutes ago Braden Nash had me thinking I was crazy but I had been right. The man in the mask did exist… how could I have doubted it even for a second?

Guilt washed over me.

“How soon can you be here?” Lauren asked.


Braden looked like he was about to grab the phone out of my hand and smash it into a million pieces.

“Great, you didn’t shop this around too many other places, did you?”

“Some,” I admitted.

“That’s okay… did you talk to Nash Enterprises by any chance?”

“I did.”

Silence greeted me on the other end.

“You need to get here as soon as possible, I’ll text you an address.”

“I can do that.”

There was another pause and then a worried sigh. “And Addison?”


“Stay away from Nash enterprises, Braden Nash is a very dangerous man.”

And then the line went dead.

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