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“It could’ve been.”
“When will you learn that having luck doesn’t mean winning money? Luck is fool’s gold and you have a lot.”
“They’re coming.” He hissed.
“Text me the address. I’ll bring daddy and see what we can work out. You went too far, Marco.”
“Yeah, I know.” He disconnected the line, and I got dressed—something like this you didn’t say over the phone. I needed to see my daddy in person, hoping he didn’t have a heart attack.
* * *
“Say what?!” I shouted at the four men looking my way.
“No offense, old man. We know you’re losing steam around here quicker than most other families. We could have taken you out first.” The taller of the four leaned forward in his seat and looked my way. “We’ll let you work for us. Your only son gets to live and then you’ll give us seventy percent of everything you earn, plus your daughter.”
“You–” I protested, but Marco gave me a sharp look meant to shut me up. I had a voice, and I was going to use it.
“My daughter won’t become a whore!” My father’s anger rose from somewhere deep. He’d been agreeable until that part. “Kill me instead.”
“I can. She’ll still end up married to me, brotherless and fatherless. If we do it this way, you all get to keep breathing. You’ll even come out ahead. We’ll take your princess off your hands, give you a chance to fix your worthless son, and making any money has got to be a profit. Shake on it and keep your dignity.”
“This deal fucks me up the ass. Dignity? That died the moment that Marco took the damn bait.” Daddy turned toward Marco as he spoke.
For the first time, I could see the regret in Marco’s eyes before he dropped them to the floor. We were in a pizzeria that my family used to own. He’d lost it a while ago, and now it was where he was negotiating his doom.
“True. She won’t become a whore, though. As my wife, she’ll become the most powerful woman around. I’d never treat her with disrespect.”
Daddy sighed. Defeated, he held out his hand. “Agreed.”
Shocked that this was happening, I turned to him, but he never looked my way. Both men shook hands. I felt eyes on me, so I gazed over to see four men gawking at me like hungry vultures, and I was their next meal. He’d said that I’d be his wife. What in the hell was up with the other three?
Four men.
One woman.
And a night of chance...
These bad boys are convinced that taming her is the best revenge.
What will it take for them to tame Tina?
Find out here…
Savage Kings Series, Prequel
ABIGAIL
The room was cool since Domino loved to freeze the entire place to a teeth-chattering temperature. I looked a damn fool when I left daily with a sweater on during the end of the summer. Suave, he leaned back in his office chair, stroking his chin. Something was up. He had not tamed his curly hair as it usually was, and his goatee needed a serious lineup. A quick text to O, his brother, and barber, required him to come to fix the situation. I also made a note to get his laundry from his bedroom. Wearing a wrinkled shirt wasn’t allowed. Was that a stain on the collar? Leaning forward, I confirmed it was. His eyebrows furrowed together, bunched in deep concentration.
Domino called me into his office because he had a special project for me. He’d mentioned how important it was that I came immediately, but he sat posed as if time had no place here. Unable to stand the disarray in his appearance, I stood and went to his closet. Inside, I pulled out fresh clothes: a blue and green pinstripe polo shirt, jeans, and blue and green tennis shoes to match. The man had more shoes than me, and I’m a woman who enjoys a new pair of heels often. My shoe closet is bigger than the ones with my clothes. Domino, though, had shoes lining the closet down here and the one inside his bedroom. Every outfit had a pair to match.
I placed the items, minus the shoes, down on top of his desk. High tops on the floor. I leaned in, sniffing him. Clean. The clothes were our only problem.
“Arms up,” I instructed.
“What are you doing, Abbey? I called you in here to talk, not to redress me.”
“Except I’ve been sitting here while I lost you to your chaotic thoughts, trying to sort through the issue alone. When you’re ready to include me, you’ll speak.”
