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I nodded, staring at the giant bed only a few feet from us. “Entering my room without knocking, unzipping my dress without me asking you to.”
“Your room is my room. This is a guest room…in my house,” he stated, not backing away. “As for the dress…I believed you were struggling and I offered my assistance.”
“Translation…you were hoping I’d just let it drop and you could just take me.”
“Not the worst outcome.”
Annoyed, I turned around and faced him, wishing for a second I didn’t because the way he looked at me made my body hot…I just tried to convince myself it was the fact that I hadn’t willingly felt a man in seven years.
I let the dress drop. His green eyes traced every inch of me before looking me back in the eye.
“I’m here,” I said to him. “All pretty and smooth…but you haven’t earned me yet.”
“Earned you?” He snickered.
“What? Just because I came from prison and you’re the great Ethan Callahan I’d say have at it?” I pushed back. “We’re in a contract. I became a woman suited to be Mrs. Callahan. That’s why I paraded myself in front of all those shitty people and your ex-girlfriend Klarissa.” I waited for him to deny it and when he didn’t I went on. “I was charming, beautiful, and made you look good. I even kissed you back. Before you get anything else, some of my demands should be met.”
“Your hit list? I have a—”
“Michael Deans, Richard Doher, both formerly worked at the prison but retired. Kellyann Heaton was transferred, and one other man who works the third and eight rotations. He has blue eyes and a buzz cut. He started recently. If I knew his name I’d tell you, but I did my best to block out the…” I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply before opening my eyes. “I did my best to block out the ones that were more beast than men. I want them hurt.”
“Just hurt?”
“So hurt nothing can fix them,” I said clearly. “They don’t get to just die.”
He stared me down. “And their families?”
I thought he was joking, but he waited for me to reply.
“I don’t have anything against their families! Just them,” I said quickly.
He reached up and grabbed my chin, lifting my head up to look at my neck again.
“I told you, I was fine.”
“You never said fine. You said you didn’t care.” He frowned.
“Well, I’m saying it now.” I brushed his hands away. I didn’t want him touching me. “And my family should know about us now.”
“First, they are not your family, Ivy.” He reminded me and it stung. “Second, let me worry about that—”
“First, family is always family no matter what they do or say. They are still blood. Second, revenge is the only reason why I am here,” I replied. “So excuse me if I don’t just trust you either.”
“Who are you, Ivy?” he asked, and I wasn’t sure what he meant by it. “You shouldn’t hesitate. Good night.”
“Who are you then?” I called out before he could leave.
“Ethan
Antonio Giovanni Callahan, head of the Callahan family and your future husband.”
And just like that he left.
I glanced down at the rock on my finger. My future husband.
Mine.
EIGHT
