Page 38 of These Deadly Vows

“My bad. I meant one of you is a rapist and the other isn’t.”

I inhale deeply, gripping the edge of the kitchen counter. “Stop saying that. We both know you enjoyed it.”

“What gave me away? Was it the way I slapped you or the way I clawed at you with my nails?”

I let go of the counter and grab her by the shoulder, holding her gaze as I tower over her. “Let’s get one thing straight, Adeline. You can’t rape the willing.” I lean in close, getting a whiff of her hair. She smells like me. Like my shampoo. I stroke my thumb along the base of her throat. “Your greedy pussy was squeezing the life out of my dick. If it weren’t for the blood staining my cock when Boo went to suck it, I would’ve sworn you weren’t a virgin.”

“You’re disgusting.” Her hand moves in a flash to strike me in the face. I cock my head to the side as my jaw stings with her slap.

“And yet I bet if I wanted it, you’d go down on your knees eager to prove that you’re better than her.”

“I don’t need to suck your dick to prove my worth.”

“You’ll do what you’re told.”

“Or what?”

“Don’t worry, princess. I don’t want to fuck you tonight. I have other plans.”

“Did she like how I taste?”

“Who?”

“Your whore. When she sucked your dick, did she like the taste of me on you?”

“Want me to call her up here so you can ask her yourself, or perhaps you want to go with me to see her? I’m sure she’d teach you how to give me head if you want to watch. Get some pointers.”

“I don’t need any help. Just ask Axe. We had a great time while you were gone to your little meeting.”

I wrap a hand around her throat, walking her backwards until her back hits the floor to ceiling window of the dining room. “What did you just say?”

“You heard me.”

“I could kill you and no one would give a fuck except maybe your fat ass friend.”

“You can have a friend, but I can’t?”

I squeeze her throat harder. “Nobody fucks you but me. For his sake, you better tell the truth.”

“Like you really care. Like it matters.”

“It matters, Adeline.”

“Careful, Ghost. It almost sounds like you care about me.”

“Don’t flatter yourself. I just need your eggs. I don’t have to fuck you to knock you up. I’ll make an appointment tomorrow.” I take out my phone and fire off a text.

Her face pales. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.”

“What are you playing at, princess?”

“No-nothing,” she stutters as I release her throat.

“I don’t do games. So, stop trying to play me.”

“You’re right. I don’t like that you fuck someone else. It makes me feel cheap and used. I know you don’t love me. I’ve always known I’d marry for money and never love, but I had always hoped that the man I gave myself to would respect me enough not to flaunt other women in my face.”

“At least I don’t hide who I am. I don’t bullshit you. I keep it real. What you see is what you get. I’m not going to fake it. Been honest with you every step of the way.”

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