Be Mine, Twisted Valentine

Be Mine, Twisted Valentine Gianni Holmes Copyright Editor: Tanja Ongkiehong Proofreader: Abrianna Marchesotti Cover Designer: Charli Childs Be Mine, Twisted Valentine © 2023 Gianni Holmes All Rights Reserved This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic, in whole or in part, without expressed written permission. This is excluding brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Be Mine, Twisted Valentine by Gianni Holmes Be Mine, Vicious Valentine by April Jade Be Mine, Bloody Valentine by Skyler Snow Be Mine, Heartless Valentine by Ashlynn Mills Be Mine, Cruel Valentines by Brea Alepoù Contents Playlist Foreword PROLOGUE CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN CHAPTER ELEVEN CHAPTER TWELVE CHAPTER THIRTEEN CHAPTER FOURTEEN CHAPTER FIFTEEN CHAPTER SIXTEEN CHAPTER SEVENTEEN CHAPTER EIGHTEEN CHAPTER NINETEEN CHAPTER TWENTY CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX EPILOGUE PATREON SERIAL ACKNOWLEDGMENTS FIND ME ALSO BY ABOUT GIANNI Playlist “Flowers Need Rain” by Preston Pablo “Haunted” by Diamante “Dandelions” by Ruth B “Only Love Can Hurt Like This” by Paloma Faith “Little Do You Know” by Alex and Sierra “I Hate Everything About You” by 3 Days Grace “Born Without a Heart” by Faouzia “I Fell in Love with the Devil” by Avril Lavigne “Devil Doesn’t Bargain” by Alec Benjamin “Hurts so Good” by Astrid S “Middle of the Night” by Elley Duhé “I’m Yours” by Isabel LaRosa “Part of Me” by Disturbed “Nobody Gets Me” by SZA “It’s Not Over” by Daughtry “Down with the Sickness” by Disturbed “Bad Liar” by Selena Gomez “Drugs With You” by TAELA “Dare to Love Me” by Avril Lavigne “Prisoner” by Miley Cyrus “Sick Like Me” by In This Moment “Bad Wolf” by In This Moment “The In-Between” by In This Moment Foreword D ear Reader, Thanks so much for your interest in the Corrupt Cupid multiauthor series. As usual, if you have no need for content warnings then I’d suggest going into this one blind and experiencing the twisted delight that is Teddy and Duncan. If there’s anything you may be triggered by in dark romance, then this is to help you be aware of content that may not suit you. Please, know your limits and read responsibly. This book is a mixture of sweet and dark. The characters have a rich, dark past. Much of that darkness is hinted at with only a couple of scenes written out as it all happened fifteen years ago. However, their relationship in the present swings from dark to sweet. It’s sweetly dark and spicy! These characters are possessive and conscience doesn’t stand in their way of using people to be with each other. Notably, one character cheats on his pregnant wife with the other main character. You’ll want to avoid reading this book if you are sensitive to any of the following: stalking, coercion, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, branding, humiliation and degradation, white torture, forced isolation and loneliness, forced co-dependency, attempted murder, murder, extrajudicial killing of a teen, drug trafficking, the use of drugs during sex (poppers), physical assault of a parent, homophobia, incarceration, self-harm, miscarriage, and possibly more. Please be reminded, this is a work of fiction—a tale spun from my imagination as I wondered “what if.” I hope you enjoy the result. Gianni PROLOGUE DUNCAN FIFTEEN YEARS AGOLook. At. Me. It was useless trying to command him with my mind. We weren’t telepaths, but I couldn’t yell the words at him across the courtroom. They had rules here about conduct and not intimidating the witness.His lips moved, but his words didn’t interest me, so I didn’t pay them any mind. I already knew everything the victim was recounting for the jury’s benefit. Of how I was an evil man who’d kidnapped him and held him hostage for nine months. Nine months of torture that had left him broken and uncertain of what was real and what was fake.Tears slipped down his pale cheeks, and I swallowed. The front of my pants grew tight. His attorney might have coached him not to hide his emotions from the jury, but his wet face made me hard.It reminded me of the first time I’d taken him raw, his young, virgin body trembling beneath me. He’d pushed at my chest as I pressed my way to the hilt inside him, but as soon as I’d pulled back, he’d gripped my hips and begged me not to leave.To this day, I still didn’t understand it—the desire I’d felt for this man when none other had ever made me hard. Yet here in court, standing trial for the things I’d done to him, I couldn’t stop the warmth that gushed in my gut and flowed to my cock.I wanted to fuck him right in front of the judge, splash his body with my cum, and mark him as mine. Did they think locking me up would change that? I’d already made him mine.Look. At. Me.“Everything was white,” he said and inhaled deeply. His lips trembled, lips that had wrapped around my cock as he hummed in pleasure while staring up at me with devastating gratitude. He could have easily clamped his teeth down onto my cock and ripped it off, but he’d instead sucked and drooled, and when I’d come down his throat, he had whined and begged for more.“What happened to you after staying in that white room for all those months?” the attorney asked him gently. He picked up a bottle of water and handed it to the victim. I frowned, my stomach coiled in anger like a spring.I had fed him.I had clothed him.He had depended entirely on me.Not anymore.His hand shook as he opened the bottle of water and took a sip, spilling droplets onto his sky-blue shirt. He looked better in the white shift I’d only