Page 37 of Scarlett


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“He dies.” The words come out on a low, deep rumbling promise.

“And everything would be transferred back over to Scarlett in no time.”

“Thanks, Landon. You helped out a lot.”

“You know I’m always here for you, man. I’m happy for you, you know.” He smirks.

“Oh, yeah?” I raise a brow.

“You love her, don’t you?”

“With every ounce of my being. Take care, Landon.”

When I get back to the mansion, I nearly crash into Bonnie. “Oh, you’re back,” she sneers as I take a step away from her.

“No. I’m not actually here. I’m just a figment of your imagination. I think the Botox went to your head and now you're hallucinating. Or are you shit-faced again? I mean, your face looks like shit, but that's not what I mean,” I deadpan, trying not to chuckle at the way her face starts to turn red, like an angry bull.

“Listen here, you little shit. This is my house. And you need to leave.” She steps closer, body vibrating with anger.

“Oh, Bon-Bon, are you still pissed about that one time a few years ago when you threw yourself at me like a whore and begged me to fuck your ass like Emerson fucks mine, and I told you I’d rather stick my dick in a pile of dog shit than put it anywhere near your nasty cunt?” I question placatingly.

“I’m going to fucking kill you!” She launches herself at me, claws extended and all. Grabbing her wrist, I twist it, spinning her around and shoving her against the wall.

“You sure as hell can try, but you will fail. Don’t push me, Bonnie. I won’t let you or anyone else fuck with my life.” Leaning in close, I ignore her heavy breathing as she struggles to get free.

“I’ll scream,” she whines.

“No, you won’t.” I chuckle darkly. “Stay the fuck away from me, Scarlett, and Emerson. Know your place.”

Pushing off of her, I roughly shove her into the wall before I leave, fuming.

That bitch has always been an issue for Emerson and me. It makes me sick to think she ever thought she could get us to fuck her.

I find Emerson and Scarlett in the library. Emerson is on his laptop while Scarlett lounges in one of the Victorian chairs, reading a book.

“You’re back.” She smiles widely when she sees me walk in. Fuck, this woman does shit to my heart.

“Hi, Cupcake.” I smile back, leaning over to press a kiss to her forehead. “How was your night?”

“It was good.” She blushes, biting her lower lip.

“Has our man been taking good care of you?” I chuckle, cupping her cheek.

She nods her head before closing her eyes and leaning into my touch. “Very good care.”

“As he should.”

A hand comes down on my ass hard, making me grunt. “Keep being a brat and I’ll make you gag on my dick,” Emerson growls.

“Oh, no, anything but that.” I roll my eyes, and Scarlett giggles.

Emerson narrows his eyes. “What did you learn?”

My gaze goes to Scarlett then back to him. “A lot.”

“Learn about what?” Scarlett sits up. “What are you keeping from me?” She glares at us, her sassiness making my cock twitch.

“Tell her,” Emerson commands, taking the chair across from Scarlett.

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