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“Your accounts have a lot of zeros too, you know. Stop acting like we are so far apart on the family wealth ladder.”
“Yeah, but not this many. No wonder you’re so entitled.” She flicks her gaze up to look at me.
“I’m far from entitled,” I’m quick to argue.
“You’re entitled. You seem to think just because you saw me and decided to like me, that I’m yours to keep.”
“No, you’re mine to keep because you let me fuck you.AndI warned you if you did, I wouldn’t be able to stop.”
“What if I walk down the street tomorrow and find the man of my dreams, the one I plan on marrying and having kids with?”
“I’d kill him,” I tell her simply.
“I can’t even tell if you’re joking or not.”
“It’s best not to know.” I reach over and pick up her hand. I’ve never really been much of a hand holder but I need the contact. I need to touch her any way I can.
* * *
An hour later,we’re pulling into the driveway of the farm I just purchased. There’s a decent size house on the property already. It has a lot of old-world charm but I plan on renovating and making it more modern.
“Where are we?” Lucy asks, looking out the windscreen at the house in the distance.
“I bought this place a few weeks ago.”
“This is a farm, Dominic.”
“I’m aware. I did buy it.” I laugh.
“Why would you buy a farm?”
“I like the country.” I cut the engine and step out. Walking around to the passenger side, I open her door and hold out a palm. She takes it and we continue hand in hand as I lead her up the porch to the front door of the house. “It’s empty right now, but I’m working with designers on renovation plans,” I tell her as we enter into the foyer.
“So, is this were you’re planning on living, after uni?” she asks me.
“I plan on living in whatever city you find yourself in,” I tell her. Because, frankly, at this point, I don’t think there is a place on earth where I wouldn’t follow her.
“Oh, well, if you were really so great at stalking, you’d know I was planning to drop out of uni next year. I’m moving to LA. I want to be an actress. Probably a porn star,” she says with an index finger pressed to her chin.
I look at her. I know she’s messing with me. But the image of anyone else touching her has me seeing red anyway. “You shouldn’t joke about shit like that. It’s not fucking funny.” I drop her hand, pivot on my heel, and continue through the house to the posterior door. I don’t look back as I walk outside.
My steps are quick. I need to get myself away from her so I don’t fucking wring her neck for even thinking about letting others near her. I make my way into the barn that houses the eight pigs I acquired a week ago. I have a caretaker looking after the place when I can’t. But I do hope to spend a lot more time here once the house is finished.
I’m squatting down patting one of the pigs when Lucy appears in the doorway. “You should go back to the house.”
“I’m fine here,” she says, folding her arms over her chest.
“No, you’re really not. You need to get away from me, Little Bee, before I do something I can’t undo,” I warn her.
“What is it that you want to do to me right now?”
I rise to my full height and stalk towards her. When I’m one step away, I shove my hands in my pockets. I don’t trust myself to touch her right now. “I want to hurt you, Little Bee. I want to dim that light in your eyes. I want to watch as you take your last breath, because the only way I can guarantee that no one else will ever be able to touch you is if you’re dead.”This is where she should run. Not that she’d get far before I caught her. But if she had any sense of self-preservation, she’d be running right the fuck now. Instead, she stands stock-still in front of me.
“You’re not going to hurt me,” she says with a confidence that doesn’t match the fear in her eyes.
“I’ve killed men for far lesser reasons.”
Her eyes blink rapidly, like she’s trying to stop herself from tearing up. Fuck, she better not fucking cry right now.
