Haunting-Adeline

Chapter 24
The Manipulator
s there anything I need to know before you bring me into the pit of
snakes?” I ask as Zade drives up to the valet parking.
“I
Valet parking at their own damn house. This shit should be illegal.
“In here, my name is Zack Forthright. I’m a self-made millionaire and
have my own company for web design. We live in Parsons Manor together
and are a happy couple, but I sneak around on you and go to gentlemen’s
clubs without your knowledge.”
My eyes snap to his. He’s been going to gentlemen’s clubs? As in, the
clubs that offer up women on a silver pla er for men to get their rocks off
to? Rich people gentlemen’s clubs at that—ones occupied by corrupt
sadists. Who knows what happens in those places to those poor women?
Sensing my thoughts, he smirks. “Before you judge, I have not and will
not ever indulge in what they offer there, and eventually, I’ll get all those
girls out. But they don’t know that. Don’t be jealous, li le mouse. No one
will ever be capable of ge ng my cock hard except you.”
The heroism wars with his imprudent assump on. Part of me wants to
melt, while the other s ffens into granite at being accused of such a thing.
I roll my eyes. “I’m not jealous,” I snipe. “And it sounds like you just have
erec le dysfunc on to me.”
He bites back a grin, a knowing look gleaming in his eyes. His voice
deepens as he drawls lazily, “Keep it up, and you’ll be choking on those
words when my cock is filling up your throat again. Everyone passing by
will see me fucking your filthy li le mouth, and there won’t be a single
person in that house that won’t be aware of it by the me I’m done.”
I scoff, turning my head away from him. Only to hide the blush that I feel
creeping up my cheeks and the sharp thrill chasing the nerves down my
spine. I s ll feel the phantom bite of metal from his belt buckle around my