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“Are you fucking kidding me?” I shout, trying to understand what possessed her to smash my whole goddamn glass door down.
Theo jumps and looks over at me. Surprise and panic shine across her features for a split second before her anger returns, and she throws the second lamp in my direction.
I dodge it and run to her, grabbing her arms in both hands and pushing her up against the wall. She’s trying to kick out of my hold, but I’m too strong. My hand makes its familiar way up to her throat and squeezes just enough.
“Why the fuck did you just smash my goddamn fucking window, Theodora?”
“Why the fuck did you lock me in your room, King?” she fires back.
I’m so angry after my showdown with Kennedy and now this, that I squeeze around her neck just a little bit tighter.
“Why are you complaining? I thought you loved being my little prisoner?” I spit and all too fast her hand connects with my cheek in a stinging slap, and I let go of her, stepping back slightly.
“Fuck you,” she hisses, hurt by my words.
“God, Theodora, you’re such a child,” I reply, turning to look at the mess she’s made, the glass littering the floor. I drop my head and look at Theo’s bare feet and legs, a cut on her ankle bleeding slightly from where a piece of glass must have nicked her. How can she be so stupid?
I look up at Theo and see her eyes are glassed over, tears threateningly close to falling. I step back into her and cup her cheeks with my hands, catching the tears that escape.
“Your father was here. I can’t have him knowing you aren’t at the prison,” I tell her, trying to make her understand.
“Why couldn’t you have just told me that?” she pleads.
“Right, because you would have listened to me if I told you to stay put?” I offer sarcastically with a raised brow and she tries her hardest to hide her smile.
“I’m not a child,” she huffs out, just like a child would do.
It’s cute.
“Hmm,” I murmur and kiss her neck. “Regardless, you’re paying for my fucking window.”
She rolls her eyes as I get down on one knee in front of her and lift her foot to rest on my bent knee.
“But considering you have no money, we’ll have to think of something else, hmm?” I whisper as I bend down and lick the small drop of blood dripping from her ankle.
Theo doesn’t take her eyes off me as I continue to lick up her shin, over her thigh, and down to her core. I plant a gentle kiss over her pussy through her shorts, place her leg down, and stand.
Curling my hand back around her neck, I kiss her deeply, passionately, hating myself for missing her earlier and hating the thought that goes through my head when I think of what Kennedy may have had planned for her.
“Your body, your words, your cries, your pleads, your fucking soul is mine, sweetheart, and mine alone,” I mumble against her lips, reminding her I own her just as I did her father. “Do you understand?”
She pulls back and smiles, bringing her hand up to tighten around mine that’s holding her throat.
“You’re my King.” She winks and I can’t help but smile at her play on words with my name.
“Hmm, that’s right, Theodora. And I’ll be damned if you’re not my queen.”
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THEO
I clamp my thighs together,my pussy aching for the punishment King is promising me. I look down at King’s white shirt that’s covering my black lingerie and slowly start to unbutton it. King groans and steps closer, his hands coming up to the shirt impatiently.
“Uhh-uhh,” I tut, shaking my head, stopping him from helping.
After batting his hands away for a second time, King lets out a growl and within seconds, he’s whipped his hands behind his back and secured a cuff around my wrist, the smirk on his face smug as fuck.
“What the fuck!” I try to jerk, but the cuff is clasped tightly and King yanks me forward, pinning me to his body.
