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“Maybe one day you’ll figure out how to deserve my less hostile side,” I add.
“Most women submit. You’re not like most women.”
“That’s an insult. All women are powerful and strong. We just get bulldozed by men with too much power, who think we are too much or too little. So when you think about it, men are the root of all things wrong with the world.”
This leaves the room eerily silent, but my mind is filled with pride. This got me in trouble a lot, but it never completely stifled the woman who knew and wanted to roar.
“You’re going to make me go mad one day. Sleep now. Tomorrow is a big day.”
I remember him telling me about the dress fitting, and I think,That? That’s not much of a big day.But I stay silent.
We left off on a high note.
So maybe he will slowly learn after all.
“That son of a bitch!”
He didn’t learn a damn thing. I slap away the doctor’s arm, and I go to stand.
“Farren,” I call one of the men hired to watch over me.
“Yes, ma’am?” he answers, stepping up to my fuming form.
“Get that bastard on the phone.” He doesn’t need me to elaborate.
“Yes, ma’am.” And within thirty seconds, I’m yelling into the cell.
“You’re a piece of work. I am not…I repeat, and hear me loud and clear, Nico Dante—I amnotgetting a goddamn tracker implanted in my arm so you can keep tabs on me!”
Yes, he had the nerve to send a doctor over after the fitting to casually slip in and tell me he was inserting a tracker into my arm. Myarm. Through my actual goddamn skin!
“Emelia. This is not up for debate. Sit the hell down and let the man put in your tracker,” he barks back, but I jut out my chest more, ready to fight this one until one of us folds.And when I say one of us, I mean him.
“No.” It's slow, low, and drawn out. I want Nico to feel how mad I am. How annoyed and disgusted he has made me.
“You are a weapon now. A pawn in my world. And as much as you and I don’t see eye-to-eye, I need to make sure you are safe. Everyone and anyone can be after you at any given time, Emelia, and God forbid the day it happens and you don’t have me!” He matches my tone from earlier. Shouting into the phone, he makes me jump a bit. Bastard.
All eyes are on me in the room, and I’ve never felt more embarrassed than I do right now. He humiliated me, springing this on me and allowing others to do his dirty work. And I vow to make sure the payback is just as good.
“Emelia?” he barks, and I jump again.
His reasoning finally sinks in, and I can understand it. I just wish he would’ve explained it to me first instead of sending some stranger in to confront me with it.
“Yes, Nico. I’ll get the tracker.” I drop my head like a child who has just been disciplined. But I make a promise that my revenge will be so much sweeter, and everyone here witnessing my embarrassment will witness his.
“Goddammit,” he rushes out. “I have a serious matter at the club to attend to. No more interruptions unless it’s an emergency.” With that, he ends the call.
I place the phone down, closing the few steps between the doctor and me, and I hold out my arm.
“Do it,” I growl, and I await the burn, the pain, the betrayal, and the revenge.
Later that night, I’m sitting in the bedroom, dressed in an all-black silk gown. It hugs my curves, the softness of my stomach, and the roundness of my hips. The bodice is a short corset, holding my chest up high, and it’s see-through with the exception of the black cups. My blonde hair is wavy, in a vintage style collected on one side, cascading down my shoulder. My makeup is a classic smokey eye but more blown out, with my lips painted fire-engine red, a matte color that compliments my skin tone. My black Louboutin’s are covered in crystals and have a strap that reminds me of a snake, wrapping around my ankles and going a few inches up my calves.
“You ready?” Nico walks in, and I peer up, doing my best to not let him see just how mad I still am from what happened earlier. If he sees even an ounce of it, he just might spot a hint of my planned revenge.
“Yes.”
He wears a three-piece suit, looking stoic, and once again, I’m reminded of how annoyingly handsome he is. There is no denying Nico is attractive. Not even a little bit.
