Page 38 of Mob Saint

“You what?” I infuse command into my voice.

“I wasn’t always so honorable.”

What the fuck?

“You were with other men when you told me you wanted us to be monogamous.”

“I wanted to see if I could be with someone else. If I could be happy with someone else.”

“How many someone elses did you try out?”

“Seamus, I don’t want to say. I shouldn’t have said anything at all.”

“But you did. I called, feeling guilty to be doing this over the phone and to do this while I know you’re not dating anyone else. Now I find out you were the one who didn’t keep their end of the deal.”

“Are you angry?”

“No. Disappointed in you but not hurt.”

Maybe that was harsh. But it’s true. She’s sworn over and over for three years that she didn’t want a physical relationship with anyone else, and that if she did, she would end ours. She played upon knowing I wasn’t with anyone else because I didn’t date. I don’t feel so bad now.

“I’m sorry, Sir.”

“I’m not your Dom, Makayla.”

I hear her suck in a breath. It just got real for her. It feels freeing to me.

“I wish you well with her.”

“Thank you. I hope you find someone to make you happy.”

That sounds so trite, but what else do I say?

“Goodbye, Seamus.”

“Bye.”

I look at the phone as I hang up. I can honestly say that did not go how I thought it would. Truth be told, I always suspected she’d fucked at least one other guy during the past three years. But she’d also made herself out to be someone who took making promises seriously. That she took being a sub seriously. At least, it’s done now.

Tiera’s had her back to me while she’s gotten dressed. She has the finest arse I’ve ever seen. I want to run my hands over all of it. I want the handfuls that I can grasp anywhere I touch. I don’t know how I concentrated on that call because all I can think about now is bending Tiera over that bed and fucking her from behind. Fucking her arse.

But those thoughts evaporate the moment she turns around. She’s crying.

I don’t hesitate to barge into her room and over to her. Before she knows what I’m going to do, I pull her against me and press her head to my chest. I also take the phone from her.

“What did you say to make Tiera cry?”

“Who the hell is this?”

“Believe me. You want to answer my question first and not make me wait.”

“Put Tiernan back on the phone.”

“No. You are done talking to her. You’re talking to me now.”

“I don’t owe you shit. Obviously, she lied about yet another thing. She’s not dating someone. You’re her new Dom. She just told me that to get out of our arrangement. If I’d thought she could find someone else, I would have left her ages ago.”

My ears are ringing.

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