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“Bitch, please,” I drawled. “I’m not afraid of your threats.”
“You should be. You fucked with the wrong Dom this time, asshole.”
“You’re not a Dom,” I scoffed. “You’re a player, a predator…a pathetic, horny little boy who pretends to be a Dom in order to get laid. Do us all a favor…hire a hooker.”
As Elliott’s face contorted in rage, I knew my assessment of him was balls-on accurate.
“Fuck you! You have no right to judge me,” he screamed, spittle flying from his lips. “The only one who can judge me is God!”
Based on his childish temper tantrum, I knew Elliott wasn’t a threat.
Anger, like a volcano, erupted inside me. I’d let the douchebag play me. Let him resurrect the fear and terror of the past to flow over me, Julianna, and the men guarding us. Seething with rage, I reached under my shirt and pulled my gun before aiming the barrel between his eyes.
“What the fuck? What are you doing, man?” Ian bit out.
Elliott’s eyes grew wide and the blood drained from his face.
“Arranging his meeting with God,” I quipped with a crooked grin. “Somebody’s got to do it.”
“No. No. P-please, d-don’t shoot m-me,” Elliott stammered, raising his hands in the air.
The front of his khaki-colored pants turned dark as piss splattered on the gravel at his feet. I should have climbed into the SUV and driven away, but the evil bastard inside me wanted to make the cockbag suffer a little bit longer.
“I warned you. I told you not to come back, or I’d kill you like I did the last prick who’d touched my slave.”
“I-I know. B-but I thought…I thought you were b-bluffing,” Elliott whined.
“Does it look like I’m bluffing?” I asked, trying not to laugh when Tony softly chortled behind me.
“I-I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean to offend you…or her. I won’t come back. I swear. I-I won’t shut down your club. Y-you’ll never see me again…I promise,” he begged, sinking to his knees and pressing his palms together. “Just…don’t kill me. Please, don’t kill me.”
“Aww, what a darling little sub,” Drake drawled.
Elliott didn’t say a word, simply lowered his chin.
While the choking tension filling the air disappeared in the wind, Drake glanced back at me and shook his head.
“Fine,” I grumbled, sliding my gun into its holster. “Get the fuck out of here, and don’t come back.”
Nodding frantically, Elliott launched to his feet before sprinting around the building.
I closed my eyes and released a billowing breath as I mentally forced the fear and anger from my system.
“Is it over?” Julianna asked, stroking her slender hand down my back.
Jerking my head, I pinned her with a scowl. “What are you doing out of the car?”
“H-he left,” she stammered, pointing to the edge of the building. “I figured, since he’d pissed himself before dropping to his knees to submit to you, it was safe.”
“I still can’t believe he pissed his pants,” Nick drawled.
“I can’t believe he got down on his knees,” Joshua said, shaking his head.
“Both were fucking priceless.” Max grinned.
“You definitely hit the nail on the head when you called him out,” Kellan smirked, clapping me on the shoulder.
“I probably shouldn’t have tormented him like that, but—”
