Wreck Me (Corrupt Legacy Series #2)

The bindings fall away and I count. She stumbles out of bed, quickly dressing, and rushes out of my bedroom. By twenty, I follow her like a madman, and with my hand on her door handle, she pushes the door back, offering me a sad smile.

We’re not over.

If I have to keep reminding her until she finally gives in to us, then so be it. I overcame far more difficult things than winning the girl I desire when she wants me just as much.

Kaden won’t stand a damn chance.

If he still pines after another girl, that helps me even more. I might be reckless, but between him and me, I am the safer choice.

“You want me.”

“Where is the question mark?” she asks from between the open door.

“There isn’t one.”

I wink and saunter back to my room, feeling alive.

Who would have thought that in this place I’d find my desire to live?

As I lay in bed, I realize that Dane has turned me into a madwoman—a complete addict not caring about anything but the next euphoric kick.

I got jealous, and I never get jealous, so I wanted to show him who he wanted, and that’s me. He’s the only one for me. I can give him all he wants—in secret. But he wants more. And I love that, but I can’t. This is not a game. I doubt it ever was. I wouldn’t risk his safety—or my heart—for a stupid seduction game.

I fall into a restless sleep. Tossing and turning, my body yearns to be molded to his. I’m aching all over for him.

The next morning, I shriek when I find Kaden in the kitchen, sipping from a cup of coffee.

“You scared me.”

“I’d say you got scared of something else entirely.”

I plop on an empty chair and take a deep breath. “Oh, Kaden.”

He goes to the coffee machine, prepares another one, and puts the steamy cup in front of me. I lift my gaze to him.

“I’ve fallen hard for him, and I don’t even know how, when, and why it started. I couldn’t stand this guy at the beginning. I’m terrified.”

“Abi—”

A deep sigh heaves my chest. “Don’t tell me things I know. The danger and risks are a vivid part of my brain that always drains me… I just… with him…”

Kaden nods understandingly, looking at the wall behind me.

“He’s reckless. Do you think Dane will understand without you telling him the truth? He doesn’t seem like the guy who’d share anything.”

I sniffle. The hopelessness drags me into the pit of hell where my torment is never ending. Tears run down my cheeks.

Life is unfair, and my situation is far from normal. Witnessing my dejected best friend should be a reminder of what could happen.

“I want to stay away.” But I can’t.

“What we should do and end up doing are two different things.”

“How much longer?”

“Transferring money without raising suspicion will take years. Disappearing will be an even bigger problem. It’s just us against their endless reach and power. Finding a trustworthy person to create new identities for us is even harder. Then staging our deaths is another level… so I am still thinking of alternative escape ideas.”

I nod, dragging my knees up to my chin, lost in thought.