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I take a deep breath as the thought of what I need to do first comes into my mind. “After,” I whisper.
“After what?” She asks, looking from the ring to me.
“After I deal with Michael,” I reply.
She nods and looks at the ring that fits perfectly on her finger. This is not how I wanted to ask her to be my wife, but I think her being surrounded by bubbles and rose petals is better than what I had initially planned. The first night after I found her in the basement, I put her in a tub with bubbles and roses, which is something I will continue to do for the rest of our lives.
52
Christian
Ihold onto Nicole’s hand tightly as we walk into the conference room. Michael is chained down to the top of the table, unable to move. His mouth is covered with some kind of cloth and is already covered in bruises, cuts, and blood; I will have to thank Ty later. My men are sitting around the table, and all their eyes are on Michael spread out before them.
I guide Nicole to her seat at the head of the table and sit next to her, bringing everyone’s attention to me. I take a deep breath as I sit back and look around the table, making eye contact with every man.
“Michael has crossed a line, one that he can’t come back from. You are all here right now to witness what happens when you mess with my fiancé,” I say calmly. I can see the fear in their eyes and feel it radiating off them in waves.
They look from me to Michael, to Nicole, and then back to me again. When I have all their attention again, I slowly rise from my chair and put my hands behind my back as I walk around the table. “I will not tolerate anyone mistreating her or telling her fucking lies. Am I understood?”
“Yes, Sir,” all the men respond simultaneously.
I stop at Michael’s side. He is staring at me as I reach over and pull the cloth down his face. His eyes are wide, filled with pure fear and rage.
“Take these fucking chains off of me right now, Christian,” he yells at me.
I slowly smile down at him and shake my head before I start walking around the table again. “You betrayed me, Michael,” I say calmly.
He laughs nervously and shakes his head as he struggles against the chains that bind him to the table. “The fuck I did. I just told her the fucking truth,” he snaps back. He actually believes the shit that is coming out of his mouth, which I find interesting and disturbing. He must not know me at all.
“And what exactly do you think the truth is?” I ask, looking at the men around the table. Their eyes are on me, not Michael.
“That you will get sick of her just like you have with all the rest. It is not a secret you like your women, and you get bored.” He says like he is stating pure fucking facts.
“Is that right?” I ask.
“Yeah,” he replies, nodding his head.
I shake my head again and stop behind Nicole. Her eyes have been on me the entire time. There is not an ounce of fear in her eyes, the opposite actually. The power, the control, turns her on.
“Michael, I trusted you. I trusted you with my life, and you have broken that trust,” I growl through gritted teeth. I gently place my hands on Nicole’s shoulders, and she lifts her hand and rests it on top of mine, a simple gesture, but with us, all the simple gestures mean so much more.
“After everything I have done for you, you are going to do this over some whore that has been used for fucking years?” He asks, his voice shaking. Fear has consumed his voice. Good, he should be fucking afraid.
“Yes, I chooseherover you. A whore? No. My Fiancé, yes,“ I confirm calmly.
He screams at the top of his lungs and pulls on the chains, but they keep him in place. This gives him a small idea of what my Queen felt in that basement. His words hurt her, causing her to doubt me, and he will fucking pay with his life for that. “You can’t fucking do this,” he screams so loud his voice echoes through the room.
“Correction, I can do whatever the fuck I want to. After all, I am the fucking King,” I say amusedly. He lost any power he might have had the moment he chose to whisper in Nicole’s ear, the moment he touched her, the moment he chose to betray me.
I look over at Ty and nod. He has a knife in each hand. He slowly walks over to me, extends his arm, and hands me one of the knives. I lean down, placing my lips against Nicole’s ear. “This is for you, Bambino,” I whisper as I gently kiss her cheek.
Ty and I position ourselves on each side of Michael, and his eyes bounce back and forth between us when we stop. His shirt is already wide open for us. I look over at Ty, and he has the same look in his eyes as I know I do.
We both lean over. I place my knife at the top of his right shoulder, and Ty puts his knife at the top of his left shoulder. I look down at Michael as I apply pressure. “No one calls my Fiancé a whore, and tells her lies and lives. You made your choice; now suffer the consequences,” I whisper confidently as I look over at Ty and nod. We both start to slice down and across his chest, making a big X. Ty chose extremely sharp hunting knives, making it very easy to cut through Michael’s skin and muscles. He starts to scream and struggle, but it doesn’t stop us. If anything, it just causes us to cut deeper.
Everyone will get to see what happens when they betray me when they betray my future wife. Everyone will see the insides of a fucking coward, a nobody.
One Hour Later
