Page 49 of Pregnant By A Rich Demon 2

The air was thick. Suffocating.

I’d lost her. I could feel it in the way she’d looked at me—like I was something she’d scraped off the bottom of her shoe.

Everything tilted.

My hands were still shaking.

I needed to leave. Needed to get out of this house before I did something worse, said something worse, made this unfixable.

Delphine had walked off. I turned toward the living room.

Toward the front door.

Toward escape.

That’s when I saw her.

Delphine was standing in the hallway, blocking my path. Her face was a mask of fury. Her hand was raised.

And in that hand was a taser.

“Wait—” I started.

She didn’t give me time to finish.

The prongs hit my chest, and the worldexploded.

Every muscle in my body seized at once. My back arched. My jaw clenched so hard I thought my teeth mightcrack. The electricity coursed through me—violent, unrelenting, consuming.

I couldn’t breathe.

Couldn’t think.

Couldn’t do anything but convulse under the assault of fifty thousand volts.

My legs gave out.

I stumbled backward, my body no longer mine to control, and slammed hard into the wall behind me. The impact knocked the wind out of me. Pictures rattled. Plaster cracked.

The taser released.

I collapsed to the floor, my muscles still twitching, my breath coming in ragged gasps.

“You don’t walk intomyshit with your high yella disrespectful ass,” Delphine said, her voice low and deadly calm.

I tried to push myself up. My arms wouldn’t cooperate.

“You hear me?” She stepped closer, the taser still in her hand. Still a threat.

I nodded. Couldn’t do anything else.

“From now on,” she continued, her voice cutting like a blade, “you are not welcome in my house. You understand me? Not my porch. Not my living room. Not mydriveway. You stay the fuck away from my daughter and my home.”

I managed to get my hands under me. Pushed myself up against the wall, my body still shaking from the electrical assault.

“You got that?” Delphine asked.

“Yes, ma’am,” I rasped. “I got it.”