Page 58 of Lock Up the Darkness

Aurora: And stop calling me that.

Asher: What would you prefer?

Before I could respond, a series of rapid-fire texts came in with his options.

Asher: Trouble?

Asher: Ball buster?

Asher: Dirty girl?

Asher: Fuck slut?

Asher: Those last two are Killian and Jonah.

Aurora: How do you know that?

He hadn’t been there when they’d called me that.

Asher: How do I know anything?

Two could play at this game.

Aurora: Creeper.

Aurora: Control freak.

Aurora: Hades.

Aurora: Psychotic mastermind.

Asher: Compliments taken. Especially the King of the Underworld one.

I rolled my eyes.

Asher: Sire.

Aurora: What?

Asher: That’s what you can call me. Many do.

Aurora: All your subjects in your Kingdom of Hexwood.

Asher: And Jonah.

I frowned.

Aurora: I haven’t heard him call you that, or refer to you that way.

Asher: You’ve never been there when I’ve had him on his knees for me.

When I didn’t respond right away, breaking the rhythm of our rapid-fire back and forth, he sent another.

Asher: Too shocked to respond? Or enjoying some vivid imagery as you picture it?

Aurora: Again, fuck you.

Asher: Again, offer declined. You’re not ready to handle me.

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