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I’ve never been one to think about causing any kind of violence, but right now, I think I would love to watch this man in front of me go down, blood relation or not. He is just such an asshole.
“You are,” he states. “Because you made the mistake of choosing someone from the Dark Horse, I’m going to ensure that it doesn’t go any further. So, you’ll be with one of my men. One of my choosing.”
“You are not a king, and I am not part of the monarchy. So that will not be happening.”
He chuckles. “Seems like you’re the one in a cage with no choices,” he says as he straightens his legs and stands tall, releasing the bars as he does.
He doesn’t look away from me. His gaze is focused, and I wish I could run away from him. Run away from this. I want to go home. I want to go to Elvis. He takes a step backward before he continues.
“I think in a few days, you’ll probably do just about anything I demand of you. Otherwise…”
“What?” I ask.
“I’ll turn your ass out.”
I don’t even have to ask him what that means. I know exactly what it means. I don’t say a word. He gives me a wink, then turns around and walks away from me. I watch as he opens and closes the door. I hear the dead bolt lock, and when it does, a single tear falls from my eye.
CHAPTER
THIRTY
KING
I’ve been in the hospital for forty-eight hours, and I’m about to break my fucking self out of here. I can’t sit here and do nothing. I don’t care if I almost died. I have to get my woman back before something happens to her. Atomic isn’t getting her out of there fast enough.
The door to the room opens, and I expect to see Atomic or Clink so I can demand they get her out of there today. I have never been this impatient in my entire life. Every second that passes is one more second they could hurt her.
Except my demands don’t come, because it’s not either of them who walks through the door. It’s Poison. She’s wearing some shorts that are too short and a top that ends just below her tits.
I start to ask her what the fuck she’s doing here, but she speaks first. “I can’t believe this happened. Oh my god, I’m here to help.”
“Please don’t,” I say.
She rushes to my side, and then I feel her hand touch mine. She bends slightly, her lips brushing my cheek before they shift to my ear. “I’m here to make you happy, baby. Since she can’t be bothered to visit you.”
I wrap my fingers around the back of her head, grip her hair, and pull her head to the side, getting her off me. I don’t want her body touching me. Releasing her, I watch as she stumbles to the side, then falls to the floor.
“What the fuck?” she cries.
“Bitch, I’m not sure what the fuck you don’t understand. You are not my woman.”
“Yeah,” she snaps. “I don’t see her here.” She grins. “Maybe she’s a little tied up?”
“What the fuck do you know?” I demand.
There is a moment of silence, one where she stares at me from her place on the floor. I have my phone in my grip on the other side of me, but I can’t take my eyes off hers. I need to know what the fuck she’s talking about.
“I know more than I would ever tell you,” she purrs as she pushes herself to stand. She licks her lips, her eyes searching mine for a moment, then she takes half of a step forward before she speaks again. “I know she’s not here. She’s where she belongs, and soon, she’ll be married. I know she’s not coming back. So you might as well enjoy what I’m offering, King.”
“You need to tell me what the fuck you know and who the fuck you are, like right goddamn now.”
She hums, spinning around in a circle, then she faces me again. I don’t know what the fuck she’s doing or why, but I watch her and wait for whatever the hell is going to happen next. It’s not like I can get up and do anything about her being here or make her talk.
“I don’t need to tell you anything, but I will because I want you all for myself, and if I tell you what you want to know, I expect you to make me your old lady.”
“Why?” I demand. “You want to be my old lady even though I fucking hate you right now?”
She leans forward, grabbing her tits and squeezing. “You may hate me right now. You can even hate fuck me, I don’t care. But I’ll be an old lady, and that’s all I give a shit about.”
