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He does.
He’s a natural beta, but I’ve shown him how to survive in here.
“What about the rest of these losers?” Zion asks.
“Nobody touches anybody in my cell block,” I say. “You want to shove your cock up somebody’s ass? Get yourself transferred.”
The eyebrow again. This time, I use my height to my advantage. I shove my shoulders back, lift my chin. Because what I say is fact. Nobody gets fucked on my block. It’s bad enough I have to listen to the screams from the other ones.
I run a tight ship. But sometimes, when we’re all locked up at night, things can go wrong. A rogue guard sometimes finds an inmate he likes, or he takes a bribe from another inmate.
Then it’s up to me, the next morning, to take care of things. But I don’t always know who’s at fault. I rely on my men.
The grapevine in my block is pretty damned good.
“I don’t answer to anybody,” Zion says.
“Good enough. Don’t fuck up, and you won’t have to.”
A sly smile curls his lips. “I don’t think you understand what I just said.”
I cock my head, turn my jaw into granite. “You think I don’t? I went to college. Did you?”
“As a matter of fact, I did.”
“Then I think we both know what I meant and what you meant. Only one problem.” I glance around for a second and then fix my gaze back on Zion. “All these men here? They’re on my side.”
“You think?”
“I know your type. You think you’re the first little guy I’ve seen come in here and try to make waves?”
“Five minutes alone with me, and you’ll no longer think I’m so little.” He grabs his crotch.
Seriously? He’s threatening me? With his fucking dick size?
No cock gets near me.
“I’m thinking five minutes alone with me, and you’ll be a dead man.”
He grins, and I swear to God if I look closer I’d see saliva in the corners of his mouth. “I’d like to make you shriek like a fucking wildcat.”
Yeah. I’m done with this piece of shit. “You’re going to want to get the fuck away from me now.”
“I don’t take orders from a pretty boy.”
I hold back my chuckle. The only pretty boy here, other than Tommy, is fucking Zion himself. Trying to be the tough guy. Keeping muscle on that tiny frame so people take him seriously.
If he’s thinking about raping anybody in the cellblock, he’ll be sorry.
And he sure as hell won’t get anywhere near me.
“You show Savage some respect,” Larkin says.
“How about I show your ass my cock?” Zion taunts him.
“Make all the threats you want,” I say. “You mark my words. You even try to carry any one of them out? You won’t see the light of the next fucking day.”
“Big words.”
