MADDOX
Present
“Mad.. I.”
“Don’t call me that, I told you.” My voice was calm, but inside I wasn’t.
She sensed it because she said, “I don’t understand what you want from me, Maddox.”
“It’s a simple question, sweetness. Do you want me or not?”
Her eyes closed for a brief moment and then she answered without looking at me. “Yes. No. I don’t know.”
“I am not here to analyse your words, sweetness. I would prefer a direct answer. If you don’t want me then I’d tell Dominic to have you. And, if you do want me, then I won’t let him touch you. Not anymore.” I knew I was not giving her much choice, but I want to hear her say that she wanted me and only me. “So, what it’s going to be?”
“You. I want you.” She finally replied, her fingers twisting around each other, her brown eyes flickering
