Page 125 of Wanted
I hadn’t heard that voice in a while. I shuddered, and I thanked the darkness for not revealing my weakness to the Wraiths.
“Where are Mandy and Valentina?” Weston asked Travis.
“I messaged them to stay inside. Valentina knows what to do. I’ve taught her,” Travis elaborated.
The tiny room reeked of cigars. I’d grown used to odorless environments in the past couple of months. Being forced to inhale this sickening scent gave me nausea. I grabbed Weston’s arm, and I held on to it while I leaned against the wall.
What could go wrong with us five in one room?
“While we wait for the earthquake to grace us with its presence, why don’t you tell us what you’ve been up to?” Aram asked. I swallowed at the smug nature of his question.
I took a deep breath, and I built on what I’d told Weston earlier. I wanted to change. I began, “I’ve been hearing your voice in my head. I haven’t forgotten all the lovely things you’ve spat at me over the years. I have a question.”
“What is it?” Aram asked, inciting me with his supposed boredom.
“Did you always plan for me to replace my mother, or was it a spontaneous choice?”
“What the fuck, Kamila?” Weston blurted out while Spencer chuckled.
“Once I learned that you were a girl, I knew that you were supposed to serve a purpose beyond what your mother saw in you. The truth is that your mother became unattractive to me once she gave me a first-born daughter. Neither Aris nor Weston could change how stupid I felt for entrapping her instead of somebody who’d breed only sons,” Aram revealed. My heart pounded heavily. “The royal house of Katantia isn’t supposed to have princesses and all that nonsense. We represent the strength of our country. Women aren’t it! I knew your mother would have to die one day, and what better way to die than by the hand of this man right here.”
Nobody breathed in the tiny space. The silence was eerie.
“I could’ve done worse. I could’ve ordered a slaughter. A cruel dismemberment of her worthless body! She sterilized herself without my permission. She robbed Katantia of its future kings.” He raised his voice like we weren’t standing right next to him, breathing the same air as him. “Alas, I didn’t. I was satisfied with smashed pills and an injection. She went like a traitor, dishonored, and weak for choosing suicide.”
“The people still love her,” Weston exclaimed. “Mom’s name hasn’t been forgotten.”
“The little losses don’t concern me,” Aram stated. “I had a decade to fuck Kamila. That was all I ever asked for. To answer your question, cunt, yes, I planned to fuck you once you grew tits.”
“SHUT UP!” Weston erupted.
“Let him speak,” I urged my brother. “He doesn’t get to fuck me anymore. He’s sore. I’m a married woman now, and all of that’s in the past. He can cry baby all he wants.”
“I won’t stand here and let him dishonor you like that!” Weston blurted out.
I let out an abrupt laugh. “You let him do much more than that. There’s no need to play the hero now. It’s all over.”
“Indeed,” Aram agreed.
“You don’t have to sound so proud of him,” I responded, sighing sarcastically. “We all know how much you love Aris over the rest of us.”
“Are you going to let her talk to you like that?” Spencer commented. His accusatory tone amused me.
“I’ve licked his asshole, I’ve swallowed his pee, and I’ve had his dick in my pussy more times than I can count. So, yes, Taron Wraith, I talk back to my tormentor,” I blurted out. Straightening my spine, I let go of Weston. “Fuck you, Daddy. I’ve always wanted to say that. You’ve sold out your country, waiving your responsibilities. I should’ve known that you’d pull a stunt like that. You abused your own flesh and blood. What else should I have expected? You caved into Taron like the weakling that you are!”
“You weren’t so frivolous when you gagged on my cock, cunt,” Aram seethed.
“Guess what? I’ve found a cock that I can’t even fit in my mouth because it’s so big. You’re minuscule in comparison, asshole,” I barked, heaving. “And I’ve found a hand that chokes me so hard I see stars. They’re fucking you out of me, one piece after the other. Soon, I won’t even remember what you felt like. Does that scare you? All these years’ work dissolving into nothing?”
“You’ll never forget what it felt like to get fucked by Daddy,” Aram hissed.
I chuckled. “I already have. See, I remember your words, but that’s all they are. Empty words. They mean nothing now, do they? Do you want to mess with me? Do you want to call upon the wrath of my new men?”
“Alex Winters will crumble if I have his knees broken!” The image made me shudder. Jordan wouldn’t allow that to happen. He’d keep his son safe. Alex was safe. Nobody would hurt him or his dreams.
“There’s one person that you don’t want to upset,” I warned Aram. Heat covered my skin, exfoliating my fury out of me. “He won’t take it lightly that you’re threatening the two most important people in his life.”
“I don’t care about the crazy kid. He’s—”
