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Pinning her with my glare, I state, “Get out of my way before I act on impulse and drown you in that lake.” I’m surprised when she calmly steps aside. But I don’t waste any time getting away from her.
“Oh, by the way.” Her self-righteous voice, however, stops me in my tracks. “Did you hear the good news?”
“You’re moving to Africa?”
She disregards my snide remark. “Dylan will be moving in with me next weekend. I know it’s sooner than everyone expected. Shall I ask sweet Madison to help us get settled?”
And there it is—the clincher. The one thing she’ll always have over me.
Unluckily for me, she’s the only person who can keep Maddy’s bastard brother away from her, and she knows it. I couldn’t give a damn about a tarnished reputation, but a tarnished Maddy—I’ll do anything to stop that from happening.
I turn slowly, taking three deep breaths before I speak. “So help me God—if either of you touch her, I’ll end you both.”
Her lips tip up into a wicked grin. “I don’t think you’re in a position to be making any threats.”
Charging over to her, I grip her upper arms. “That isn’t a threat. It’s a promise,” I affirm, shaking her roughly.
My actions only stoke her depravity. “Ooh, I like it when you play rough.”
“This isn’t a joke. It’s my life. It’sMaddy’slife you’re fucking up because of some damn game you’re playing.” I can’t help myself and squeeze her biceps harder, hoping she’ll see reason.
But of course, she doesn’t. “I’m playing the game you taught me.”
I drop my hands, disgusted because she’s right.
She taps her lip, cocking her head to the side. “You know, your devotion is really commendable, but I call bullshit. I think if I were to tell the innocent Maddy about your after-hours activities with your patients, she wouldn’t be so eager to hop on the first plane with you to Rome. I think she’d drop your manwhore ass instantly. I also think, deep down, you do really care about your career. If the media or your colleagues got wind of this, you’d be ruined. Everything you’ve worked so hard for would be destroyed. We both know you won’t tell Madison, Dixon. I call your bluff.”
That…bitch.
“What do you want?” I grind out between clenched teeth, hating that she’s right.
With an air of confidence, she states, “You know what I want.”
Just her insinuation of what she has in mind turns my stomach. “Well, that’s not going to happen, so what’s option B?”
She scoffs, appearing annoyed that I’m still fighting her. “This isn’t a game show. You play by my rules—otherwise, you lose.”
How can she think I will ever come out the winner when she’s got me by the balls? “I already lose if I participate in what you propose I do!”
She waves off my concerns with a sweep of her hand. “Oh, stop being such a crybaby. You’ve turned soft. But I know”—she strides forward and cups my dick—“how hard you can be.”
Swallowing down my revulsion, I choose to be frank. “So what…if I fuck you and become your little bitch, you’ll keep that psycho away from Maddy?” I try to breathe past the pain of her fondling my balls.
She nods as her massaging strokes get harder and harder—unlike my cock. “Yes, and not to mention your secret will remain under lock and key.” She motions to her mouth while throwing away the invisible key. “No one has to know what a manwhore you really are. You can go on playing happy families with Little Bo Peep, and she’ll be none the wiser that you’re fucking for her freedom. And yours.”
I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about my freedom. I’ll happily pay for my sins if it means sparing Maddy the pain of ever seeing her brother again.
I know it’ll shatter her. She’s finally found a place she can call home. A place she feels safe, where she doesn’t feel the need to lock her bedroom door at night. But if that maniac moves into her building, it’ll drag up the past, and I know it’ll ruin her.
But Iwon’tbe Juliet’s personal blow-up doll, and Iwillfigure out another way. No matter what, I refuse to be driven to sin by this woman, who only wants me because she can’t have me.
This isn’t about physical gratification. It’s all about control.
So for now, I’ll let her believe she’s won. “Fine,” I snarl, pulling out of her grip.
Juliet smiles a winner’s grin. “Did I say Dylan was moving in next week? Silly me, these baby hormones are making my brain mush. I meant he was thinking about it, but I told him no. I mean, I wouldn’t want to live in sin.”
I can’t help but laugh a bitter, sarcastic snicker. “It’s a little too late for that.” I drop my eyes to her belly.
