Page 41 of Protecting Siena

Judging by the dark eyes that are burning a hole in the side of my face, saying Xavier is pissed is an understatement. “Where is my daughter?” His tone is lethal and I’m sure he wants to come at me, but he knows better. He’ll probably have his lackeys do it for him. He may scare a lot of fucking people, but he doesn’t scare me.

“You’ll never find her.”

He walks straight to me and wraps his hand around my throat; he doesn’t squeeze, and I’m actually surprised. He must not see me as a threat. “If you don’t tell me where she is, I’ll kill your parents.” His voice is low and steady, but what he apparently doesn’t know about me, is that I couldn’t care less what happens to them.

“You will never find her.” I state again. His fingers start to tighten around my neck, and I wait for it to get uncomfortable before I do anything. He thinks that he can beat me, but he doesn’t know that I would kill for the -- that I would die for them. He has no fucking idea how I feel about his daughter.

Heavy footsteps come up the stairs and I see a smirk on Xavier’s face as he sees who it is. “Well look who’s back.” I’d recognize his voice anywhere. He kicks me in the back on the leg and I fall forward onto the ground.

Letting them think they have the upper hand on me, I know that I have to wait for the right moment to strike. “That bitch finally throw your ass to the curb?” he chuckles.

“Nah, you jealous?” I ask as I turn and look up at him. He lands a kick to my side and I let out an ‘oomph.’ Gasping out a breath, I focus on staying in control. If I’ve learned anything during my shitty upbringing, it’s how to fight.

When Tony tries to kick me again, I grab his foot and twist it quickly, and roughly until I hear a snap. He screams out in pain, falling to the ground and grabbing his ankle. Getting off the ground, I turn my attention to Xavier, and I see the grin on his face.

“And here I thought you were getting soft by running away with my daughter.” His grin is anything but friendly. “Salvador, get Tony to the ER. I’m tired of his bitching.” He yells. Someone comes running up the stairs, and when I see Salvador, his eyes widen and he looks like he’s seen a ghost.

“Your reputation precedes you my boy. Maybe I should have just let this shit with my daughter go, and made you my next in command.” Tony starts to bitch and complain to Xavier from the ground, and he silences him quickly.

I watch as Xavier walks over to him, put his foot on Tony’s ankle and start to apply pressure. Tony takes the pain, but he looks like he’s about to pass out. Xavier pulls away, puts his hand on the back of my neck, and leads me into his office.

He pushes me into a seat across from him and walks around the big oak desk to take a seat in his leather chair. He watches me for a few minutes before he even says a word. I don’t change my expression at all, I just wait. Thinking about Siena, I just pray that they don’t trace her back to the hiding place.

“Where is she?” He all but growls at me.

“I’ll never fucking tell you.” I bite back. He gives me a dirty look, and I just sit back in my chair.

“You would take a bullet for her?”

“I would die for her.”

He sits back for a second, and I can see his mind working. It’s almost like he’s trying to decide if he should kill me or not. I would rather the not, but I’m not holding my breath. The door opens behind us, and I watch as he looks up at who is coming in. The sound of heels clicking on the hardwood let me know exactly who it is.

A hand runs across my shoulders and she comes to sit in my lap. I all but push her off of me, and she turns to Xavier and pouts. “Sweetheart.” Xavier doesn’t say anything for a few moments, but then he grins.

“You have two choices,” he pauses, and I raise an eyebrow at him. Judging by the look on his face, I know I’m not going to like the first choice.

“You either fuck my wife right here, right now, or you take that bullet I’ve been dying to give you.” Melinda gets a wide grin on her face, turns to me expectantly. I’ve never once touched the bitch for the duration of my time here. She pranced around here like a bitch in heat, and was pissed when I still didn’t stick my dick in her.

The only pussy I’ve ever wanted to be buried deep inside is Siena’s, and I made sure that I fucked her a lot. I can feel my dick rising just at the thought of my girl, and I see Melinda’s face beam. She thinks my hard on is for her, but little does she know that the only pussy that gets me hard anymore is Siena’s.

Melinda reaches down to feel me up through my jeans and I push her away again. “Bitch, I couldn’t get hard to fuck you if I wanted to.” She gasps and puts her hand to her chest like I’ve insulted her. She doesn’t really care, she just wants to be able to rub in Siena’s face that she fucked me, too, but I won’t let that happen.

“You’re hard right now, Sloane,” she all but purrs. She runs her fingers down my arm, and I get up and push her away from me.

“My dick is only hard because I was just thinking about how I fucked your daughter every night right under your damn noses.” The hand that connects with my check leaves a stinging sensation, but not enough for me to hurt the dumb bitch over. I know her game, and I’ll never let her have a piece of me.

She takes a seat on the edge of Xavier’s desk and spreads her legs so I can see her pussy. Yeah, the bitch isn’t wearing any panties, and as much as I love pussy, this one isn’t doing shit for me. She starts to rub herself, and I look over her shoulder at Xavier. Not once do I pay her any attention.

When she finally realizes that I’m never going to touch her, she huffs out and gets off the desk. What’s fucking sad is that her parents don’t even fucking care where she is other than to bring her back to marry Tony’s stupid fucking ass. Not once have they asked if the baby was okay, or when she’s due.

“So are you going to give up her location yet, or do we need to torture it out of you.” He barks out. He’s getting pissed, and typically that’s when people make the most mistakes.

“No. You can do whatever you want to me, but I’ll never tell you where she is. You guys don’t give a fuck about her or our child, so there is no way I’ll let you near either of them.” Xavier stalks towards me and punches me in the jaw as hard as he can.

I have to admit, he hits harder than I thought he would. Spitting some blood out on his expensive loafers, I just look back up at him and wait. He tells Melinda to leave, and she frowns. Before she leaves, she cups my dick, and I look her in the eyes and whisper just loud enough for only her to hear. “I had your daughter screaming my name last night. She loves when I fuck her rough and hard.”

She pulls away and shoots me a look – and if looks could kill, I’d have laid down and died. That is, of course, if I was at all afraid her that bitch, or her fuckin’ old man. Melinda doesn’t say anything; she just walks out the door and slams it behind her.

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