Page 64 of Corrupt Prince


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I pressed the gun in deeper, leaning over to stare into his eyes. "I don't want your fucking begging."

“Then what do you want? I'll give you anything."

“Anything?”

“Yes,” his voice caught, and I could hear the trickle of hope in it that wasn’t there before, “whatever you want, in exchange for her safety.”

"What I want,” I paused, “is your loyalty."

He blinked in surprise, not speaking for a moment. "What?"

"You're one of the best guards my father has. I want you to switch sides.” I was taking a huge risk telling him this, but I'd decided it was worth it. Especially since James now knew that I had access to Raven. "I'm going to take my father down, and I want you at my back when I do it."

His chest moved up and down as he breathed heavily, considering what this meant. Blood would run in the streets, but he had nothing to lose now. "I want to get Raven to safety, then I will fight for you."

"I will get Raven to safety. Consider it my gift to you. You'll know exactly where she is as soon as she lands, and will have access to speak to her."

James nodded, "Fine.”

“Swear it.”

“I swear my loyalty to you, Coulter, from here on out."

I slid the gun down to between his eyes, a dark look on my face. "Know this, James. If you ever betray me again, there will be no woman that will get between you and the end of my gun."

His throat bobbed, and he nodded. I let it sit for a second, then pulled it back. James exhaled a deep breath, slumping, and I tucked the gun away and stepped back.

"Dante, let Knight know what we've agreed to, and get someone in here to help James out."

Dante tapped on his phone, then stood to untie James while I went to my desk, sitting down. As soon as James was gone, Dante sat on the sofa across from my desk, his sharp, brown eyes on me. "Do you think he'll be loyal?"

“Yes." I opened my laptop, turning it on with my fingerprint then pulling up the secure website I needed.

"And if he isn't?" Dante cleared his throat. "Will you sell the girl?"

My eyes flicked upwards, "Christ, Dante."

He didn't react, only nodded. “Understood.”

"Just make sure she's safe."

"Already taken care of."

“Good," I looked back down at my computer. "When am I going to speak to your cousin? The only reason I'm still alive is because I promised my father Massimo would be at the wedding."

"He's arriving tomorrow evening."

“Good, because plans have changed. Will he be open to that?"

"As long as you give him what he wants, he'll be open to any changes.”

I peered over my computer. "He wants to be at the opening of Posh?"

Dante nodded. “He wants a private audience with Caspia Ferrari.”

I furrowed my eyebrows. “Who’s that?”

“She’s the new face of Salvation, the new fragrance that’s launching. He wants a private room with access for him only. No cameras. Back door access.”

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