Page 125 of Dirty Princess


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He’s in the mafia! He’s connected! He’s the…

I pull my hand back.

“Can we do this later, love?” Cullen asks with that sweet smile of his.

“No,” I say. “What did you tell Archer? About us?”

“Why?”

“I thought he was going to kill me, Cullen.”

“Fucker,” Cullen growls. “I swear I’m going to-”

“No!” I yell. “You’re not going to do a thing, Cullen. Do you understand me? Nothing! You’re not going to walk around and brag about us fooling around.”

“Hell yeah,” Quinn says.

I look at Quinn. “Shut up,Savage. I didn’t fuck your brother. I just jerked him off. No big deal.” I look at Cullen again. “I’m not a fucking toy. Do you understand me?”

“I never said you were a toy, love,” Cullen says.

He steps closer to me.

Next thing I know, he touches my face.

“I just want to keep you safe,” he whispers. “Which is why I need you to leave. Right now. Stay away from this for a minute.”

“Cullen, what did you do?”

“When people do bad things… they get punished, right?”

“Archer?”

Cullen frowns. “No, Jaci. Not Archer. This is some street level bullshit. Okay?”

I nod and step away from him.

I glance at Quinn.

Then I hurry away from the house.

I can’t stop thinking about the blood on the two brothers.

Street level bullshit.

I’m not sure what that means.

But someone’s hurt. Really bad.

At the hands of the Doyle brothers.

It’s not my business though.

At all.

Or maybe it is.

Since I spend time near and with Cullen.

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