Wreck Me (Corrupt Legacy Series #2)

My phone pings with a message from Dane.

I can’t.

My lips curl up on their own—sure proof that I’m losing myself in him instead of waking up.

“Hide your weakness from the Family,” Kaden says and leaves.

Then I change into my uniform and head to my first class.

Dane’s there, looking at me from head to toe, and a hot wave crashes down on me.

“I received your message.” I pin him with what I hope is an annoyed glare, then take my seat.

He drapes his arm over the back of my chair. “What can I say? I guess I like to get burned.”

His recklessness is both endearing and worrisome.

I steal glances at him throughout class, but he always catches me and winks at me.

When the classroom empties, I remain seated while he locks the door and prowls to me.

My heart rate picks up, pummeling in my chest. Dane cages me between his arms. I close my eyes, inhaling his intoxicating scent. I try to remind myself why giving in to this, to us, is a catastrophic idea, but his presence drains all rationality from me.

He brushes his nose against my throat, and it’s now that I see the red and angry lines marring his wrists. He really struggled to put his hands on me.

I brush my finger over them, and he says, “What are you going to do, Abigail?”

“Why should I do anything at all?”

Our eyes lock, and frustration blazes in his. I’m pretty sure if someone would fight for me, it would be him. My spirits elevate at the knowledge while my chest aches with the impossibility of us.

He should thank me for not dragging him into my family drama.

“If you just want my dick, then let’s fuck. If you want more, then tell me and it’s yours. I could be anything you want. Be your boyfriend, take you on dates. Shout out that you’re my girl.”

That would be lovely. I would get my own love story instead of living vicariously through books.

“You’re never going to quit, are you?”

“Not when I want something, and princess, I have never wanted something this bad.”

“I told you I can’t…”

“Yet you want me. Fuck, if I wanted to kiss you, you’d open those lips for me. If I wanted to fuck you right here and now, you’d spread those legs of yours and let me.”

“I—”

“Don’t lie, because if you do, I will prove you wrong.”

“You’re careless. You have no notion of personal space, and you keep ignoring my relationship status.”

He tsks. “Do you kiss him after you kiss me? Let him touch you after I touch you? Let him fuck you after you were in my bed?”

I shake my head, sighing. “Why do you have to complicate things, huh? There is something between us. I can admit that, but that’s all, but you’re going to leave and…”

“Then fucking come with me.”

“Are you crazy?”