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“Her name is Daniela. She also runs his hotel, you know the one, dead in the city center.”
The fury was rising inside of me and I didn’t have an outlet to take it out on. I picked an apple from my table and threw it across the room. It smashed against my brick wall, chunks of the fruit flying all over.
“I want her here,” I said through my grit teeth. “Take her, kidnap her, threaten her life or her family, I don’t care, she’s here by dinner tonight, understand?”
Ren nodded quickly and exited the room as Ben came into the room with a bag and picked up the pieces of apple and cleaned the wall and floor without a word. I moved over to my windows and looked down at the gardens full of poisonous plants that I grew down there. I’d never needed to use it before, but I liked the look of the darkened and illicit plants.
Zane thought he could usurp me from above, that I wouldn’t attack back. Little did he know, I could get darker and dirtier than he ever thought possible. I was going to take his lover, and keep her here, until he changed his mind.
He didn’t know who the hell he’d just crossed. I headed out of the dining hall and toward my room to get dressed for the day, my mind full of malicious thoughts when I found this goddamn bitch who was helping him.
No one fucked with my empire.
Chapter Two
Paisley
Iputthephonedown and looked over at my mother, her hair tied back in a super tight bun. She used to be fun, which is probably what attracted Zane to her in the first place, but ever since he gave her a job in the town planning council and running the entire hotel, she’d been super sensible. I missed my old mother, the one who would slip me drinks in the bar and let me stay out all night. Of course, I’d been under age then, but now at twenty-one, being legal, it was boring. I missed the excitement, the risk of getting caught. I was too protected here in this hotel. My mom never let me out of her sight, and Zane kept me within his arm’s reach at all times.
I wondered why his wife hadn’t caught on yet. I was one of his many lovers, but I knew I was the favorite. I could actually get him to do things my way if I tried hard enough.
My focus was on leaving this hell hole of a city and I would do anything to make that a reality.
“Are you still here?” she asked, annoyed. “Go back to your apartment and meet me for dinner at 7.”
I rolled my eyes and got off the chair. She could at least be a little thankful for all the work I help her with around here. As I swept my bag up on my shoulder, I opened the door wide and let it slam shut behind me. It jolted her from what she was paying attention to and I smiled as I headed down the hall toward the exit to the building. The town planning council was in a circular office on the other side of the hotel, right near the bad side of the city. The one run by Zane’s brother who no one has seen in years. I jumped in the car waiting for me and told him to take me back to the apartment complex, in the adjoining tower to the hotel. I’d begged my mother for my own apartment once I turned twenty, and since Zane had wanted to keep seeing me on the downlow and with more frequency, he had gifted me one.
I looked at my phone for a message from Zane but there wasn’t one. He was suffering through a boring dinner with his wife and the boring country club people.
A wicked thought had me grinning from ear to ear. I undid my blouse a little and pulled my lacy bra up, just a tad and took a sexy selfie before I flicked it over to him.
P: These will be waiting for you…don’t be too long
I chuckled as I put my phone away and did my blouse back up. I caught the driver staring at me in the rearview mirror with a hunger in his eyes I’d seen before. I rolled my eyes as I looked out the window just as my phone dinged with a reply. Smiling, I took the phone out and looked at the message.
Z: You fucking tease. You’ll pay for that later.
P: We’ll see if you can get away from your wife in time before my bedtime.
I always played with him about our age difference and had a habit of reminding him he was married. Most mistresses ignored the fact about a wife I assumed, especially since it put him in a foul mood but I didn’t care. He needed to know that he had to leave her eventually, especially if he didn’t want me to stray.
Z: I’ll wake you up with my dick. Now be a good girl and get up to the apartment.
I put my phone away just as the driver pulled up to the apartment complex. He’d parked in a weird spot but I could see it was busy today so I didn’t fault him for it. He ran around to open the door for me and I smiled at him before I made a move to head for the sliding doors. His hand grabbed my arm and pulled me around so I was leaning against the brick wall, away from everyone’s sight.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I ground out. “Get off me, creep.”
“Come on,” he said, leaning in with his snake-like eyes. “Give me a little piece of it. Zane won’t mind, promise. He usually gives me his throwaways anyway.”
I kneed him quickly and shoved him back. He fell to the ground, his hands over his crown jewels.
“I’m no fucking throwaway, I’m the queen fucking bee, dickhead,” I said, standing over him. “Learn to respect that.”
I picked my foot up and slammed my stiletto heel into his balls, my heel going clear through his hand and into his crotch. He screamed out in pain as I pulled my heel free and looked down at the damage it had done with a smile.
“Now I guess it doesn’t matter if a woman shows you a little cleavage,” I said to him as I moved toward the sliding doors. Once I got through the doors and headed for the foyer elevators, I could see everyone watching the bloody stiletto trail I was leaving in horror. They’d probably preferred if I got raped just now. These people expected their men to protect them, but I learned a long time ago that men were the culprits to a lot of the crimes we needed protecting from.
I pressed the button for my floor once I got to the elevator and watched everyone’s faces as the doors closed. My heart was racing, and my nerves were shaky but I had successfully ruined that pervert’s chances at using his dick again.
