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“ON YOUR TERMS!”
“IT’S MY FUCKING ROOM!”
“OUR FUCKING ROOM!”
“THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE COME INSIDE!”
“YOU PISS ME OFF!” Before she could grab anything else I caught her wrist, pushing her up against the door.
Taking a deep breath…why I was yelling, I had no idea…it hit me; I was in crazy land. Closing my eyes, I tried not to hear both of my uncles’ laughter in my head.
“ARE YOU—”
I kissed her, and she struggled until I pressed my body firmly up against hers. I wasn’t sure if she even realized, but she relaxed into me, her breasts brushing against my chest, her mouth opening more for me, but I pulled away. She stared up at me wide-eyed, somewhat dazed, and before she remembered she was pissed I spoke up.
“If this is about Klarissa—”
“It’s not about her!” She snapped.
And now I was confused. “What else if not her?”
“You really are slow.”
“Would you like to go back outside?” I couldn’t stop myself from saying.
“You—”
“Get on with it so I can sleep.” I fought out.
She just glared.
“Ivy.” I sighed, dropping my head. Lose the battle. “I’ll apologize, but I should know my mistake, dear.”
“You’re mocking me.”
“No. Just tired.” Tomorrow was back to war and I needed her to focus her rage elsewhere.
“It’s about me. I don’t have the time or the energy to be pissed for the sake of others. The most important person to me is me,” she declared, pulling her hands from my loosened grip and crossing them over her chest. I tried to ignore the fact that it made her breasts rise up, but they were hard not to notice.
“And what about you?”
Frowning, she muttered, “Never mind.”
KILL HER! I wanted to throw her out the damn window! What the fuck did she mean never mind? If it wasn’t important, what the bloody hell was all of this for?
Stepping back and away from her, I moved to sit at my desk, not sure if I should go to sleep when I had a maniac now sharing my room. She marched over to the bed, throwing her purse to the ground before stripping down completely. Grabbing the comforter, she flagged the broken shards onto my side of the bed before curling under. Just as my eyes were closing and I was relaxing into my chair, that was when the mad wench decided to find her voice.
“Would you kill me too?” she whispered.
“Not the wisest question right now.”
I expected her to flip out again, but instead she just lay there.
“If you didn’t need me for whatever plan you’re coming up with, you would have married Klarissa. However, you want too badly to win, so you’d rather stick to your plan and have her killed…so what about me? What happens when I’m not useful to your plan? What happens if you need some other woman for your support? Will I end up dying? I heard your uncle Neal…he killed his wife so—”
“Uncle Neal’s wife betrayed the family. She almost got the whole family killed from what I was told. He chose blood over her. She was in the wrong for making him make that choice,” I cut in before she actually did piss me off.
“Fine, but—”
