Page 101 of The Darkest King


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I narrow my eyes.

“You know that how?”

“Because I don’t fucking trust you. My men are keeping an eye on her.” He shrugs.

I take a step closer. “Touch one hair on my sister’s body before I hand her over to you, and you’ll lose body parts. And your little soldiers,” I say, shooting them a look.

“Soldiers you’re going to use to take the fucking throne, Mancini.”

I grunt.

That might be true, but it’s irrelevant here.

Mia is far too valuable to the family.

“She is the princess. Don’t go near her.” Despite my plans, Mia belongs to the family first and foremost. We are all responsible for protecting her.

My father had plans to marry her off one day soon. I’m just moving faster than him.

This engagement to Barrett is bullshit. I can see right through it. Men like him don’t marry and settle down suddenly. How she’s done it, I don’t know.

Maybe she gives magic blowjobs. Ugh.

Anyway, if Salvo tries to take her and if Barrett gets a hint there are people trying to kidnap his fiancé, he will lock her down hard. I saw the possession in his eyes.

Love? I doubt it. But he knows her value.

What he plans to do with it is the question.

One my father is currently asking.

“He wants something,” Joe said after they had left the dinner. “I don’t know what it is yet, but that man does not love our Mia.”

“He’s clean. Business-wise,” Uncle Jimmy had said. “Could just be looking for a good wife.”

My father had stood there nodding for a long moment. “Perhaps.”

Whatever Barrett is up to, he has the money and power to do it. Including protecting Mia. Which makes my next move harder.

“Get everything set up. I will have her delivered to you when I can.”

He blows out a thick plume of white smoke. Fortunately for him, not in my face.

“Good. We are ready to mobilize when you give the word,” he says, then grips his balls. “And so are my other soldiers.”

With a grin, he turns and leaves.

I stand watching, with my men at my back, until they drive away. Then I turn and roll up my sleeves.

“Give me ten minutes, then let’s go.”

Dean lights another cigarette as they all nod.

I climb into the car and find Sally...no, Dianne...fuck, whoever...with her legs spread, skirt up to her waist, and her fingers in her pussy.

Closing the door, I unzip and pull her onto my lap.

Then rip open her shirt so I can play with her tits while she rides me.

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