Page 15 of Deny Thy Name


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R: What do you mean? Didn’t you tell her to come and see me?

V: We tried to get her to come with us.

I groaned. These fucking buffoons.

R: Get your asses here now.

V: Coming up.

They were already at my apartment complex. Empty-handed. The disappointment I was feeling was making me angry, and when I was angry, things broke. I had been hoping to tie that minx to my bed and have my way with her, get rid of this tension in my pants once and for all.

Vince and Bram both got to my door and looked at me like the losers they were.

“Are you kidding me?” I took in their beaten appearances. They were walking sourly as well. “What the hell happened?”

“She’s a fighter,” Vince said. “Must have some kung fu training.”

“Why the hell did you try and force her?” I asked. “I told you to tell her to come and see me.”

“We figured it would be easier this way,” Bram offered. “Faster, you know.”

I crossed the distance between us and knocked him on the side of the head. “And how did that work out for you?”

“Sorry, boss,” Vince offered. “Maybe you could call Rose up and get her number or something.”

“Call up Rose and ask her for her young cousin’s number?” I replied. “Sure, I’m betting she’s going to love to give me her replacement’s number.”

“We could get it,” Bram offered.

“Looks like a little violence shook some sense into you,” I said. “Hurry up.”

Bram nodded and ran out the door. Vince was still standing there.

“What are you doing?”

He looked from me to the door and instantly ran out of it, leaving me alone in my room again.

Goddamn idiots.

I kicked my desk chair and looked out the window at the beach below. What did I do to have such idiots for men? It was surprising they even knew how to dress themselves.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, my cock aching, wishing like hell I had tracked her down and taken her hostage. She’d never have bested me, no matter how much kung fu the boys thought she had. She’d never resist me.

The scene in the deli told me that.

It was only a matter of time and I would have her, I would bury myself deep inside of her and claim what was mine.

But boy did she like to play games.

That was okay.

I was the king of games.

There was no way she was winning the game, but she may win a few rounds here and there.

Let the game begin, my little minx.

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