Vendetta Love

Congrats

Kara

Saturday

All right so the dance wasn't what I thought it would be. I mean my first take was to just make Declan go crazy at the thought of me with someone else.

Not too big. Just have the guy stand at my side. Making Declan's jaw clench here and there and maybe running out and regretting falling in love with me. That way he would understand that loving me was wrong.

Nope.

The guy I picked was clingy. Kept trying to dance these dirty songs to have me press myself on him. And I'm not gonna forget how he really did try to press himself on me like I owed him or something.

Fucking men. Always thinking with their d***s and believing us woman are only here to spread our legs for their free will.

I'll give it to Declan though. For killing the guy and all. It wasn't for saving me or anything. I was more than capable. Declan just happen to show up. Given his stalker eyes glue on us all night.

I saw that day how no body was found. Hell the cops came and just found some kids pulling a prank. So Declan really got away with it.

It took a lot of me to give in more when I saw him the way I did. I started to like the image of seeing him with a gun. His little possessive act was freeing and I don't know how to feel. Besides that mixture I reminded myself to react negative if not neutral so he doesn't think we're okay.

Damn him and his charms. All these years and I pull away like I wanted to. Ugh.

Looking deeper in I found that Declan did his background on my date before hand. And the killing was nothing but a prize for him.

A note was set at the guys house and so was his stash of drugs. Supposedly, he had a bad rundown. His car went missing and all signs lead to him just leaving. So, Declan thought of it all quicker than I had thought he would. Even slashing his tires didn't slow him down.

As we take another day forced to be around each other. I have to pretend like I can't feel him. Like these new flashes of him all sweat and bother after killing someone wasn't making my panties wet. Like I'm not eager to f**k him with blood on his hands right then and there.

It was sick and beyond wrong.

But the thoughts are so delightful.

We gather in to just celebrate our last year in high school. Giving the fact 3 of our friends are attending one of the top Ivy Schools. We chose to celebrate on it.

"Are you okay, girl?" The Ivy girl ask.

My head swirl up. "Um, yeah. Sorry, I'll set the plates."

Quickly, attending my work I set up the table. Just wanting to have a day as normal as it can.

I don't have to talk to Declan. I don't have be near him. I can act like he's not here and chat with anyone but him. I can get through this day without any interaction.

Because damn it if I get trap in some corner I don't know if I'll hit him or do some stupid thing.

Gosh, I need to restrain myself. Not only am I making it harder on myself. I hate how I'm making him suffer on. If I had kept more space and never given in he wouldn't be so held up. He'll understand the true take of this vendetta.

"Okay, guys. Let's sit and eat." Someone announced.

Hell sitting in ice. A certain blue eyes locked on me across my chair. I recurved but his leg tapping mine didn't help.

Ignore. Ignore. Ignore.

"So, you got everything set for the game coming." Paul asked me.

As we all begin to settle in. All talk came around. And thankfully Paul helped and took my mind from where it was lingering at.

"Yeah. My last game and I can sign my paper for Sport Meds."

"Cool. I'm glad this time I got it with you."

I curved. "Why's that."

He smiled to me and lean in a bit. "Because when I get tired of watching the game I can give my attention more to you. We can even practice some things before those jockeys fall and cry out for their mommies." He joked.

Given the last statement I did laugh. "Just a little blood and you boys can't handle it."

He straightened himself. "Oh, I can. Almost lost this finger working with my pops this summer. Blood every where."

"And let me guess. You held the tears until you were alone and mommy can kiss you boo-boo." Mocking his last joke.

His hand swipe close to me. I knew a certain male in the room notice too as his leg swipe mine back to make space but I kicked him away.

"No, Kara. It takes a lot of pain for that."

Knowing Declan watching I let Paul's fingers touch mine. He looks and widen his brows like it was meant for something. "Boys are so easy to bring down onto their knees. Girls will just wipe the blood off and keep going on their days. One drop and you so call men have to pause it all. It's funny even."

Paul's smirk has to be taunting Declan just now. I just know it.

"Maybe so. But trust me when I say some women can say one word and one word will willingly bring this man to his knees." His pointer finger trace mine. "Outside the game."

Given he takes it as a call. I didn't. I slip off and take my drink to sip. "Record shows you never made it pass the tryouts. Is that why you pick this sport to watch?"

He gasp at my remark. Making everyone joke on it. It turn the room and soon it all falls to where it could be.

Not long in we all clear the table and continue the celebration. Music played and the house was just filled with joy.

Paul kept trying to talk. Even when I ended one conversation to start a new one with anyone else. He found me.

"Hey, so, why don't we meet up before. I'll give you a ride."

"No, thanks. I got things to do ahead. Family things."

"Well, I was thinking maybe you can help me study before the game."

I narrow my eyes. Feeling quite annoyed by him. "Then pray one of jerk asses get hurt." I try walking away. But he stood over me.

"Kara, we're suppose to be a team. Who else will team up better with you."

I bite my tongue hard to not say what my mind truly wanted to say. "My damn self. Now, excuse me." I shove pass him as he softly mutters an 'okay'.

I walked down the hall and found a bathroom way down. Ugh, I needed to just wash all of Paul's words out of my head.

"I hate men. All kinds. Useless."

Closing the door behind me, a heavily hand push in and my body crashed in more with someone else while the door shuts softly.

Quickly, my body was turn and a hand was over my mouth. I saw blood in my eyes then. Not real blood but the need for it.

I shook the hand away and punch Declan's chest. "What is wrong with you! Do you not know personal space."

He laughed at me like it was a joke. "Haven't you known you lost that privilege."

Rolling my eyes I had no energy for him. "Just leave."

Walking around him, I felt his large arm grabbed my wrist and pulled me in. A surprise fabric had been wrapped on my wrist in an instant.

My eyes widen slightly and before I can retaliated my body was lifted high and my other wrist was connectedly tied to the fabric.

"Seriously, Declan. You're not funny." I exclaimed.

He pushed on me and his smudged face was not on my day. I looked up to followed his eyes. Seeing he wrapped me not only to this fabric he some how..ugh, he stolen the rope used for the curtains.

Showing no amused to him. I let out a breath. "Haha. You had your fun. I'm captured, now let me go."

I thrusted under him only to have a snarl as a respond. I gasp in wondered.

"You think after everything you done I'm just gonna let you go like that." My head bob in question. "I'm gonna make you understand it's me. Only me."

His words fell out of his tongue like it was a wishing star. Like he meant the promise he just said or at least one of his old ones. It sanded in my head.

Only me. Only me. Only me.

My mind went blank. Just like it naturally does from him.

Declan's nose found my shoulder, slowly grazing up to my neck. I shudder softly to the air he blew onto my skin. He brought good old times into my head.

My eyes closed to it. Making me choke to any sound wanting to get out. And the feeling to his lips on me made it harder.

Waiting to feel more his lips left my skin. Opening my eyes I see him looking down my body. Meeting me, he shook his head.

"What?" I crooked.

His hand held my thighs tight. Having them wrap on him. "You only wore these things for me. You're not a girly girly Kara." Speaking of my mini skirt.

"What do you expect me to wear? A cloth!"

His brow rose and huffed away knowing he managed to take that inappropriately.

"It's easier access." His words brought my attention back. "And all the teasing and taunting with those boys got you in trouble."

I open my mouth but he restrained me. "No, baby. You are gonna get what's coming. I deserve this really. So, don't think you're being rewarded."

Rewarded? How will I fell rewarded in this situation while he claims it's for himself. Is he mental?

Slipping my legs up. His body pulled down. I watched and held my tongue. I was curious.

Licking his lips he held my legs high. He faced a very expose part of me. And for some reason I didn't say anything.

He looked at me. Such a mammal reaction he had. It steady my body.

Nothing more after that. He licked his lips. Whispering. "Now, this is a meal."

He wasn't gentle like he would be. He would ease me and kiss my body to make me ache for him. But no. He just wanted what he wanted.

With his teeth he tugged on my panties that started to moist over him. He inhaled and hums in liking.

"Oh gosh." I whispered to myself.

Pulling my panties away he dogged into his meal. I moaned halfway to the rough feeling of his tongue in me. One swipe and he tasted my inner walls.

God damn, I didn't what to do it but naturally I clench my legs on him and push back. Declan literally growled at me, nails pierced into my skin. It imprinted half moon shapes up my ass.

"Keep squeezing. It's better for me." He taunted me. f*****g Barron.

I scoffed, peeling my eyes away. Knowing certainly he found that pleasing.

Declan began to just devour me. His tongue strived in and out. No gentle curves or swipes at all. The man was starving badly. And feasting on me was his only option.

Ah, he was a mammal at it. My walls dripped to coast his thirst. Hearing him slurp made me ache.

As much as I wanted to not be doing this right now and stay enemies my body thought otherwise. And I didn't fought on it. I let it happen. I let the man I love over all take what he wanted. And oh my did it not feel like a reward at all.

He push back when I seemed to fight any of my deserves. He didn't want me to do so. It was too soon yet he's smart enough to know we can't stay here too long.

My head falls to bang on the door. The rough licks his tongue takes from my greedy walls made an unwanted moan out.

"Make any sound and everyone will hear." It was a warning.

My weak female working v****a brain listen to the male c**k Barron like he own me.

Yet, right now he did. Declan Barron did own me. He has marked me inside and out. To my core and soul I was own by him.

I was falling fast. He knew my body too good. Nothing new when he ate my p***y for himself. Selfishly, he twirl his tongue to hit that one spot. I bite hard to not make a sound.

He bite my lips to returned himself to eating. Signaling to me he wanted something. And I knew what.

Every right flick of his tongue made it flood down my walls and hit his tongue just like he demanded. His tight squeeze to keep me clenching on him was met.

My body shuddered heavily against his face. Moving my hips to my climax. A hard jump hit when his tongue purred to his finish meal. He liked me up and down. Making sure he didn't miss a spot. And he didn't.

I felt lighter for some reason. He took something from me when he did what he did. I was confuse and completely flustered.

"Best restaurant."

Declan took no time to release me from the fabric. Slowly he brought me down. Taking my wrist he smooth down at the marks.

My voice again was lost. I was lost. I just looked at him. Watch him spiral in different ways and now he just remains calm.

"To my core, Kara." He sounded like he was in pain.

"To. My. Souls." Stuttering the words. My eyes stayed on him.

I saw his lips twitch. His eyes though, he looked hallow even with that shine in it. Looking at me back it took my cluttered expression to bring light to them. His hues brighten and his curl turn a bit.

His thumb held my chin. "Watch yourself, baby. I'll get you pregnant for misbehaving."

My natural tongue split then. "Who says I'll keep it."

His eyes darken dangerously. Giving my whole body shivers.

That's when he left the bathroom and I didn't have a clue in what to do next. I was still lost of what he had done.

"Painfully, wow. Good heavens." My hand covered my heart to find it jumping.

Declan had me jumping out of my body. And I

needed to come back before the others question.

Splashing water over my face and a quick slap. The Kara I needed that's a Monroe and Declan's ex return.

I dried myself and return back to the party. Not one soul notice and Declan was busy sitting down talking it up with the guys.

I sat myself at the counter and see the host was getting ready with the cake.

Trying to act normal, I took some sips from a drink and started to fix the items in front of me. Organizing, an annoying male came back. I told myself the last chat will be the last but I kinda lost all sense to blow him off.

Slowly people surrounded the counter as they see the prep. And out of all spots Paul stood next to me.

"Gonna have to get use to being so close to each other. Even sweat, Kara." He joked yet, I still couldn't bring myself back to reality

Not until a quick blur of an object came into sight. Paul's face read horror and looking down I see a knife into his palm. My eyes watch as the knife went in and was pulled out so fast no one near saw.

Thankfully Paul trying his hardest to be a man helped.

"Oops, sorry, was that the same hand your thumb almost came off?"

Paul was too stun to spoke. Thanks to Declan's little ego play, it took the stabbing to bring me into reality again.

Removing the knife from his large jealousy child hand. I grabbed a napkin and wiped it clean so no evidence show. "Legally Declan is not suppose to use sharp things without supervision."

"Yeah, clearly my hands get too happy." He waved his palms up.

I grabbed another napkin set and covered Paul's wound. "Well, it's cool." He sounded so nonchalantly.

Even his rugged grin said so.

Declan smiled at me. Which only gave him my classic eye rolls.

"Alright. Everyone, sshh. Time to wish these guys a day off. I know everyone took time off their day to be here and we could only find time in the daylight given everyone so busy."

Yes, I had to leave work and come here. Marco wasn't so happy but I still needed to act like I had a normal life. Which means to come to these things.

From school and running the family's business I don't have time for things like these but it's important and may be the last time I see anyone for the next year so I can spare a few hours and the men back home can suck each other off while they wait for me to come home.

The celebration went all and secretly no one found out of Paul's accident. We all left the party and no one spoke a word.

Declan tried to wave me down for a goodbye. He acted like what happen today didn't happen.

In all truth I need to be alone to understand it all. I was pulled out my body and slapped back. So much had happen that I can't just fake a grin like him. I can't just easily hold on to this even if I selfishly wanted to.

We both know what we had done was wrong. Ever since we met, we had only done wrong. A beautifully , heartbreaking, wrong that felt so right at the time.

But now. Now we must forget and just see pass that. We had to stop this mind game. We both do. I can't keep trying to taunt him even if I say I'm not. I know that's a lie.

I'm hurting him. And I hope he knows it hurts me to do so.

Just stop fighting.

It might be our only hope for us. Letting us go is for us.