AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Calculating.
Callous.
I had dined with a monster, intent on claiming a piece of me. That monster is back.
“What problem?” he asks, curious gaze watching Burt, who slowly rises to leave. Once his old butler has disappeared, Victor scoops me into his arms. “I bloody fucking loathe being unaware, Luxury. What problem?”
“Madeline . . .” I murmur, straddling him.
“What about that cunt, Maddy?”
Although he’s added an extremely derogatory adjective, the nickname hurts. That whore ishis Maddy.
Between us, I wrench my fingers together. Victor runs his hands over my hips. My morose gander finds his. “Madeline sold me out, Victor.”
“She wouldn’t . . . she would.” A sharp huff rides over his abdomen. “Stop me if I’m bloody wrong,chit. You underwent a traumatic experience. The night before said travesty, you were taken. You saw Mad . . . Mad . . .”
The steely hands at my waist tremble.
My eyelids haven’t completed a blink when he’s placed me down and starts calling for Burt.
“Stop!” I shout.
“No. I have a cunt to murder, Luxury. Apparently, I lied to you last night. I must leave now.” He stalks back over. “Or would you rather accompany me?”
“I don’t—”
“Alright, then you stay here, and I’ll have my answers—”
“My answers!” I shout. “You don’t get to kill Madeline Elliott. Or call her Maddy.I do.”
29
Victor
One month later
The gates to Somerhaven Estate part as Luxury and I sit in the backseat of a Rolls-Royce. The fortress before me was once a palace of horrors where my father’s fists divided monarchs. Meaning he beat me, and my mother shunned me. To think, decades later, and we still haven’t meshed with the Queen’s orders, save for my mother. To be brutally fucking honest, if my woman weren't here with me, I wouldn’t have come back.
Perhaps, I’d send in a drone and not pardon anyone’s sins. But the question is,whohas transgressed againstme.
Luxury's tiny hand rests engulfed within mine, and she lays her head on my shoulder.
I contemplate how the last thirty days transpired. Luxury actively hired staff for Urban Gardens Manhattan location.
The other evening, we strolled in Central Park.
We’re progressing.
And all that stands between my beautiful soon-to-be bride and me is Madeline’s trespasses.
“I know you were angry with Sarah agreeing to help us.” Luxury reaches up and kisses me on the lips.
“Grandmother Sarah has a bottle of champagne a day, Lux. Her pretending to have a heart attack to coerce my family’s arrival leaves me with a thousand reservations. Her bloody lifestyle...”
Luxury’s soft, brown eyes find mine. “Makes you concerned something could happen.”
“Precisely. Besides Sarah, I care for Graham, Burt, and now you. I may have a wealth of people bearing my name, but they donothold an equal place in my heart.”
