Page 42 of Royal

Weird.

I cross my arms over my chest, staring at him until he spills the beans. He smirks. “Well, I spilled a bit of water on them, and I just threw them out.”

He threw them out?

“Wait, you threw my pills?” My eyes are wide, shocked.

He nods. “I sure did, last night.”

He is blowing my mind right now. “Are you trying to get me pregnant?” I whisper-yell.

His smile grows even wider and he copies my stance with his arms crossed over his chest. “That was the idea.”

My mouth hits the floor. I look at him like he has two heads, speechless. He reaches for me and pulls me to him. “I want you carrying my baby, to see you grow larger every day.”

My heart is racing. His face is completely serious, and I know he means it. I have known him only for a few weeks, but do I care about the time? I know how I feel.

Then I laugh. “Well, I hope it’s soon so the kids can be close in age,” I tell him, and he laughs with me, lifting me off the floor and kissing me thoroughly.

Selene

She makes me sick, the way she is walking around. Like she is so innocent and pure.

She stole from my son.

She has taken what belongs to me.

I lost my home. The bank came and took everything I had to pay for the debt I owed. I was supposed to have this money I borrowed for my lifestyle.

Now, I’m living in my car.

I went to visit all my friends to see if they would help or let me stay with them, but they shut the door in my face.

They will pay for this.

I’ve watched the clubhouse the whore’s boyfriend is joined with, waiting for the opportunity to snatch her son. She will do whatever I want if I have the brat and threaten him.

There is someone else watching the clubhouse. She looks like she is on drugs from the way her eyes are sunk back into her head, and it seems like her only food has been crack.

I hatch a plan. Maybe I can use her.

I roll down my window and yell at the woman. “Crack whore, I want to talk to you.” She turns around, shocked that I am yelling at her.

She is not even really hiding, just perched behind a bush. She slowly makes her way over with fake confidence.

“Get in, we need to talk.” I unlock the car and curl my nose up at her stench, but I’m probably not much better.

This should be over soon. I will wreck Naomi the way she has ruined my life. Maybe I will take her son and sell the kid to someone overseas to make a mean buck, but I’d get even more for that little girl.

The crack whore gets in and looks at me. “What do you want? I was just looking.”

I roll my eyes. “Why? I hate these fuckers here, too, so don’t hide shit from me.”

She hisses. “They stole my daughter from me.”

“Which girl?” I ask.

“My ex was Royal. He has a new bitch now that thinks she can take my place. I am Penny’s mother.”

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