Johnny Cade Wants To Control Novels & Stories

His gaze fell on a hickey on my collarbone, and he pressed me firmly onto the bed. I struggled desperately, screaming. A sharp knife pierced my skin, and blood covered the hickey. "Are you crazy?! Let me go!" Cade held me down with bloodshot eyes, the veins on his forehead bulging. "This will be the first time and the last time! I'll take down the news. Before I lose control, you better get back to normal!" The "normal" he was talking about was him having his intimate photos with his lovers all over the place, and me remaining unfazed.

“You are not an Imposer.” Janice shook her head, “I don't think so. I mean, you can, you're strong, very manly and full of control. But that is the problem. Isn't that right, Johnny? There's too much work to do to stay in control." She raised her slender hand and twisted her fingers into the hair at the nape of Johnny's neck. It was an intimate gesture, full of meaning.

He smiled through a bloody and beaten face, what a fucking waste of time. "I-i have it- I swear! Please-" "You said that last time, John." I shed my coat and hand it to Claudio. Johnny struggles in his chair spitting out excuses as I hold my hand out to Axe. "I-i have some, not all b-but I'll get it. I swear!" His eyes dart around the room, looking anywhere but me. "You were caught trying to leave town, you haven't paid me in a month and I've given you plenty of time Johnny." A gun is placed in my hand, cocking it, I point it at his unconscious friend and pull the trigger.

He then put the cell phone back on the bed because he didn't want to be labeled as someone who liked to take care of other people's lives, especially the life of the woman he called an unimportant person. Afterwards, Kevin went to the bathroom to clean his body. And when there were no people paying attention to the object, it became active again and started recording everything around it.

Cade is a different person, a ruthless, cold monster who enjoys inflicting pain and imposing his will on others. I touch her hand, giving it a squeeze. “His parents death anniversary is next weekend, we move it to the same day to remember them together. Get him to come, Ava. Promise me you will bring him home…”

“It means we can protect what’s ours. Secure our future.” As I lean into his touch, I can't shake the feeling that we're standing on the edge of something monumental. Cade has always been ambitious, driven. But now, with his father out of the picture and the reins of the company in his hands, I sense a shift. A hardening of resolve, a willingness to step into territories he once avoided.

*** Inside the taxi, Emma thought of another way to get the contract without having to deal directly with Alex. Jonathan. He was the only grandson of the Clayton family. His family’s position at Altex was clearly strong, even though the main control still rested in Alex’s hands. If Jonathan was willing to help, everything could be much easier. Emma closed her eyes briefly before finally calling him. “Where are you?” she said flatly. “Do you have time?” From the other end, Jonathan’s voice sounded relaxed—almost mocking. “Of course, darling. I always have time for my future wife.”

“The power that comes with it…” “Why would he? With his mate being Tatum, he doesn’t need to hold the power to use it.” Jason smiled knowingly at Cade. However, Maddox didn’t need to challenge Cade. If things worked out like I thought, he would earn his place at the high table himself. “He’s getting ready to have his pup in a few months. His priorities are not the same as Cade’s.” Rave smiled at me. The door opened again as Reed, Marcus, and Dexter walked in. “Ah, just in time!”

"But you are exclusive with Jaden? She's cute." I swallow the urge to can him. "I'm busy." He laughs. "Which isn't an answer." He jumps in front of me, blocking the SUV. "Tell me, Cade. Are you interested? Because if you aren't, I might be." I press my lips together. Johnny doesn't hang around Adam, but I wouldn't put it past him to tell him if he sees him. "I'm not with her; now get out of my face." I shove him out of the way, and listen for him to follow, but he doesn't.

We step in and settle into a chair, and soon enough, I hear Cade’s voice as he's led into the room. “Fuck you, let me go!” He yells once he's shoved into the room. His voice is a croak, and hoarse, probably from screaming his head off. This is the perfect fucking punishment for a man like this. Cade thrives on being in control, on being the one who calls the shots, and being stuck here with nowhere to go, it must be riling him up. Cade turns blindly, and sees me in the chair. His eyes are bloodshot as he glares at me, looking around. “Well? Where is she?”