"You think I'm playing, don't you?" he whispers ever so sweetly as he leans towards my ear.

"You never quite pointed out if this was a game or not..."

My voice comes out in a hoarse desperate rasp as his lips trail down my neck.

"Life will always be a game Liam," his celestial voice rings in my ear, "but I promise you, for now, for just tonight, I can make it feel like it isn't."

"And when you're done?"

"Well I guess you'll have to learn how to play along."

okay, so this story is kind of sick, and i promise you i'm going to fucking ruin all your lives with this story!

and one more thing; limited smut. only certain scenes will be described immensely; so you know, be warned. not every book needs smut to be steamy.

also, be warned about the ending. not sure where i'm going with it, but if it goes south, you were warned.

january 2016 ; lirry stayne