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“Did you decide you wanted to do that lunch?” her father asked as soon as the cop left the room.
She looked at his handcuffs and raised a brow. “I’m going to lunch, it’s beautiful out. I don’t think you’re going to have quite as good of a meal.” There was a bit of a taunt in her voice. She smiled at him. His shock made it worth it.
“It looks like my little kitten has finally found her claws,” he said, admiration clear in his tone. He didn’t respect weakness.
“That’s why you’ve felt you could screw me my entire life,” she said in awe.
“Why do you say that?” he asked.
“You think I’m weak. You think I deserve to be a victim because you haven’t seen me fight before. You’re wrong though. I survived my mother leaving, survived your coldness, and survived living with your monstrous sister. I’m more of a fighter than you realize. A person doesn’t always have to wield a sword to be a champion, sometimes she can wield a dagger you’d never see coming.”
They gazed at one another for several moments as he assessed her, looking at her like he’d never seen her before. She was enjoying her newfound power. She felt freer than she’d ever felt before. It was euphoric.
“I underestimated you, Ella. I should’ve made you my partner instead of your pathetic boss,” he told her.
“Why him?” she asked as if she didn’t care if she got the answer or not. She did care, she cared a lot, but she knew her father loved power and if he thought he still held any over her, he’d never give her what she wanted.
He shrugged. “He was an easy mark. He’s ruled by his dick. A lot of men are. Don’t get me wrong, I love sex, but it won’t define who I am. No woman is going to take from me just because she can give a great blowjob. Your boss has lost a lot because he needs to keep his wick wet.”
She was disgusted with the man sitting across from her. Who in the hell spoke like that? Apparently he did. How in the world were they related? She assured herself many people had to rise from the ashes of their childhood. She’d done it over and over again, and she didn’t care how many more times she had to do it. She’d never become him.
“Yes, he was a pig, but just because you aren’t ruled by your dick as you so ineloquently professed, doesn’t make you better than he is. At least he built a business. He might’ve torn it back down, but all you’ve ever done is tear things down. You had no problem trying to take me down with you. I hope you never get out this time.”
She said this all conversationally, letting him know he would never upset her again. He’d done enough and the best punishment she could give him was not caring about him or what happened to him.
“When I leave this jail today, you’ll be dead to me. I might think of you as a person from my past, but it will only be a quick moment. I’ll find someone and live a happy life having barbeques, camping trips, European vacations, and 2.3 kids. I’ll have my own children and give them a life you can’t possibly comprehend. I’ll be free while you rot.”
His eyes narrowed. “You might think of yourself as high and mighty, but that deal your precious Nana Bee left was supposed to be mine. She knew the truth of what a worthless piece of shit you are, and she knew you’d fail. Shewantedme to have it. I was very aware of your pathetic morality. I had to do something to ensure that money came to me. You might think you’ve won this round, but I don’t give up, little girl. I’ll be back.” He was spitting as he threw the words at her. She still didn’t care. She also didn’t need any more answers. She stood, which infuriated him all over again.
He jumped to his feet so fast his chair went flying behind him. She smirked and he lunged for her. She didn’t flinch. Even if he managed to get a hit in, she wouldn’t show fear. The man wasn’t allowed to take anything else from her.
Before he could touch her, the door flew open and two officers rushed into the room. Her father tried to push them away; he was so set on getting his hands on her. From the look in his eyes, he’d like to strangle her. She was making it worse by her permanent smirk that had him foaming at the mouth, but it was the first time she felt she had a victory over her father. It felt amazing.
Her father was tased and she didn’t even blink. He deserved it. She didn’t look back after she stepped over him as he shook on the floor. She walked from the room, free and happy. All of her charges were dropped.
Her father would spend a lot of time in prison. He’d not only broken the terms of his parole, but he’d added new charges that the DA would pursue. It was a great day.
When Ella was back outside, everything became clear. She knew exactly what had to be done next. Her heart hurt more than she wanted to admit because that part wasn’t going to be easy . . . but it was right. Her life had come full circle and she had to finish the one last mission, no matter how much it would rip her apart.
It was the right thing to do, and she could make sure Bass was happy and free . . . just what Nana Bee had desired more than anything else.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Bass
Bass had been out late with Rafe that night. He knew something was wrong with Ella, but he didn’t understand what it was. She was pulling away and he didn’t want that to happen. The more distance she tried to put between them, the more he wanted to hold her tight.
Ironically he was the one chasing the girl. Normally if a woman tried holding him tight, he couldn’t get away fast enough. That wasn’t the case this time. He wanted Ella in his bed every night and on his arm every day. He didn’t want her to go away. What did this mean? He was afraid to analyze that.
He got home and found her in bed asleep. He poured himself a drink and sat in a chair in the room, the lamp beside the bed providing a soft glow on her half-covered body. She was restless, kicking and turning in her sleep.
He grew hard watching her. That wasn’t anything unusual. No matter how many times they made love, it was never enough. As soon as he had a mind-boggling orgasm, she’d run her fingers down his thigh and he’d grow hard again. He couldn’t get enough . . . and he realized he never would.
Bass finished his drink, then stripped his clothes off. He didn’t normally have women in his bed after sex, and he certainly wasn’t used to having one there before sex when he walked inside his home. With Ella though, he loved it, loved having her in his bed when he came home. He was more turned on as she flipped to her back, her legs spread, her nighty riding up, showing him the smooth skin between her thighs. He was rock solid.
Bass didn’t immediately approach her, enjoying the show as her foot lifted and rubbed against the soft sheets. He reached down and squeezed his arousal, trying to relieve some pressure . . . it didn’t help. His fingers encircled him as he stroked up and down with a tight fist. A small moan escaped. At the sound, Ella murmured, still not waking. She twisted, her ass slightly raising in the air as one knee bent out to the side.
He viewed her delicious ass with just a peek of her slick folds. Still holding himself, he moved to the bed and sat on the end within touching distance. The tip of his arousal was wet. He let go, rubbed his finger in the slickness, then ran that down the center of her butt. She murmured again, still not waking. Damn, he was so turned on he could plunge deep inside her and find his pleasure in a stroke or two. They’d made love that morning and the night before and he shouldn’t be so hot, but he was . . . he always was.
