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“I’ll show you what’s childish by coming back there and smashing your face!”

“I’d like to see you try,” Zander challenges. “Just don’t wake up, Sweet Dynamite.”

“She can’t be fucking asleep right now!” Domino shouts.

“You’re the one who said she’s a deep sleeper, Mister Tantrum Thrower Stalking Dumb Fuck Who Can’t Read A Damn Contract He Signed.”

“You son of a?—”

“Ugh, you guys are so fucking loud,” I groan and lift my head. Opening my tired eyes, I glare at the main cause of all this commotion.

“The only things changed in the contract are… A. I only submit to you guys on school grounds. Outside of that, you can’t tell me what to do and expect me to listen. B. Punishments can only be a form of sexual engendering. Blow jobs, for example. Doesn’t mean sex, but we’ll get to that section in a moment. This means there’s no physical abuse. I have enough scars on my flesh.” I pause to specifically stare at Domino for a few silent seconds. “I don’t need any more, thanks.”

“You big mouth cocky cun?—”

“C. In the public eye, you’ll treat me as more than just a toy or asset. I don’t care what name you refer me to, but in front of others, you will aim not to insult me.”

“Why the fuck would I follow that shit?” Domino yells.

“Because one day you’re going to be marrying my little sister. Be bound legally to the woman who carries the Prescott Empire. The purpose of me being a Maiden is to appease your thirst and whip you into shape, so when the time comes to making my little sister yours, you’ll know how to treat a woman,” I elaborate as if they don’t already grasp the underlying truth to my words.

That’s the real purpose of me going through all of this. I know that. They know that. So, this should be the easiest part to grasp.

“So, unless I intentionally piss you off, like how I’m doing now by admitting to tampering with the contract you two signed, then that’s an exception.”

“Cunt ass bitch!” Domino snarls and tries to reach back at me, but Zander has his wrist in his grip.

“No physical harm, stupid,” Zander reminds.

“Unless in bed?”

We all look to Ares, who actually has the contract out and is reading the part I’ve reached. He pauses to look back at us.

“It says right here in red ink,” he adds calmly.

Zander chuckles. “That was my addition.”

I sigh and roll my eyes.

“With reasoning. If I beg for it, go wild. As long as I don’t look like a domestic violence victim by the end of it.” Shaking my head, I decide it’s time for the final point. “And the final one. No sex unless I say so. Sex as in your wiener going into my passionfruit.”

“What?” Zander squeezes his face. “Dolcezza. Hotdogs and passionfruit don’t go together at all.”

The way the three of us just look at him in return has him shrugging.

“Could have said banana, you know? At least it’s a fruit,” he quietly argues but returns his gaze to my hair. “Anywho, I’m fine with those rules.”

“I’m not fine with any of this shit,” Domino snaps. “All I have to do is call my father and get that shit revoked.”

“And admit to Mr. Leighton that you not only didn’t read the document that you signed, but you allowed a ‘cunt ass bitch’ like myself, to tamper with the contract, write my demands, and managed to get Zander on board to sign the document after you two signed it last night?” I summarize and watch the realization form along his face.

That’s beginning to get redder by the second.

“No cheating outside the contract?” Ares brings up with intrigue, drawing our attention to him as he lifts the sheet of paper in the air to read the tiny print. “If the Maiden can’t be intimate with anyone other than the men carrying the title of Ruthless Kings, these appointed men, in return, will only be sexually intimate with the Maiden until the contract is voided or this clause is breached.”

When the car remains silent, Ares quietly adds, “Bodyguard is an exception.”

I frown at that. “Hold on. I didn’t write that.”

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