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Elizabeth shakes her head frantically. She mouths, “Please.” She’s never refused an order from me before. In the past, she never would have dreamed of it.
I feel as if my world is crumbling away from me. I have to regain control. I just gave Elizabeth an order, and I have to make her follow it. My very identity depends on it.You’re the king, or you’re nothing.
I walk over to her calmly as she shrinks in on herself, trying to get smaller and smaller. I grab her by the hair and pull her off her bed, dropping her to the floor. She lands with a squawk.
“You will go down there, and you will feed her and wash her face, or you are no longer useful to me. And don’t ever refuse an order again.” I storm out of the room without waiting for an answer, and the sound of her hoarse, horrible sobbing makes me want to vomit.
No, whatever Toy has done to me, she has not turned me decent.
That evening, when Elizabeth goes down to feed Toy, I watch closely. The minute Elizabeth walks through the door, Toy lashes right into her.
“Well, well, if it isn’t the sad little old maid come to feed me. What does it feel like knowing your sour snatch makes Joshua want to puke? Did you like listening to him rape me? Did it get you off?”
Rape her? I never raped her. Damn, that pisses me off.
Elizabeth’s shoulders shake, and she starts to shrink in on herself.
“Your entire life is dedicated to a man who will never love you. He’s got the sex drive of a rutting dog, and how many times has he fucked you? I’m guessing never. Pretty sad, Elizabitch. He’d rather beat off than fuck you. Want me to be quiet? Why don’t you just kill me, Elizabitch, and you’ll finally have him all to yourself? Until he grabs the next one, of course. Come on, you foul old bitch! Choke me out right now—you know you want to!”
Elizabeth drops the bowl of gruel on the floor and turns and runs out of the room, screaming like a banshee.
Fucking hell.
Fury lifts me from my chair before I even realize that I’ve stood. I stalk out of my office, muscles coiled with rage.
This ends now. One way or the other.
CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
JOSHUA
Toy doesn’t even bother to look angry or scared when I come in. She just looks amused. She smells so bad that I have to breathe through my mouth, and her face is crusted with dried gruel, but she looks at me as if I’m the one who’s disgusting. As if I’m dogshit on her shoe.
“Well, well, if it isn’t the mighty Joshua bitch-face Smith himself, come down from on high.” Her voice cracks; she hasn’t had anything to drink all day.
“Careful,” I snap. “You don’t know what I’ve got planned for you, Toy.”
“Oh, let’s go with Tamara. Come on, Joshua shithead Smith, you’re not still fooling yourself into thinking you’re my master, are you?”
“You will speak to me with respect or I’ll bring out the skinning knives.” Why the fuck am I threatening her with something I’m not going to do? That’s a rookie mistake. It’s the kind of thing mothers do with their toddlers.
And she doesn’t flinch. There’s not even a flicker of fear in her eyes, either because she doesn’t believe me or because she doesn’t care anymore.
“Bring it,” she taunts me.
Without a word, I walk over and unchain each cuff. I pull her to her feet.
She flashes me a hideous grin. Gruel crumbles and falls from her face. “Is this the part where you tell me how much I stink, and you think I should cry and apologize, even though you’re the one who chained me up down here and didn’t let me shower?” Her breath reeks with every word. And yet I’m strangely aroused.
“Please, keep talking.” I twist my hand in her hair, painfully hard, and march her out of the room.
“Since you asked so nicely, Joshua Smith.” Her voice is raspy as we reach the foot of the stairs. “Where’s Elizabitch? Crying in her room? Trying to wash her twat clean enough that you’ll want to fuck her? She reeked of so much perfume and soap that it made my eyes water when she came down to feed me.”
Cold fury frosts my soul. I slam her up against a wall. Toy looks up at me with a sneer twisting her lips.
“Listen the fuck up.” There’s murder in my eyes. “You will stop attacking Elizabeth. She is extremely loyal to me, and I protect what’s mine.”
“I break what’s yours. I think I’m doing a pretty good job with her, wouldn’t you say?”
