Page 74 of Broken Princess
“Right. So what exactly are you doing here?” he asked, folding his arms. “Trying to kill me as revenge for getting one past Q?”
“If I wanted you dead, I’d just tell her what you did,” I said. “Now, are you going to let me in?”
He stepped aside, shooting me a wary look as I shook the sand and snowflakes off my boots. “Why haven’t you told her?” he asked.
“Because I have my own agenda,” I said with a nonchalant shrug. “An agenda involving Willow. I can’t say I’m happy with the way you took her, but I am happy that she didn’t end up with Prince Darius. Even though she can be a nightmare to deal with, I’ve actually been missing her lately. You know what I mean, right?”
Jamie folded his arms. “You miss fucking her.”
I stretched my lips into a grin, though it felt more like a grimace. “Yeah. I’m sure you know why,” I said. "I mean, I assume you’ve tried her out by now.”
He shook his head. “I made her blow me yesterday, but I didn’t have time for anything else. I had to go back to the White House for a while.”
I swallowed thickly. The knowledge that he’d forced Willow to suck his cock made a blazing inferno of rage spiral through my system, but I was comforted by the fact that it wasn’t as much of a violation as him forcing his way into her ass or pussy.
“It sucks that you have to work so much,” I said, forcing a breezy tone. “But I guess it’s all part of the master plan, huh? Infiltrate the president’s office and so on. All for the greater good.”
“Right. You know, you didn’t fully answer my question,” he replied. “What are you doing here? You didn’t just come to visit because you miss fucking Willow. So what do you want?”
“I want to work out a deal,” I said.
“A deal?” he said, arching his brows.
“Yes. I want to come here and use her for whatever I want whenever I feel like it, and you’re going to let me do that. In return, I’ll keep my mouth shut about what you did,” I said. “I’ll give you a few minutes to think about it, but you don’t really have a choice, because if you say no or try to screw me over in any way, I’ll release the contents of that safety deposit box. Then my mother will know the truth, and you’ll be dead within a day.”
Jamie’s nostrils flared, and he clenched his jaw. He looked like he wanted to shove a spike through my eye, but then his shoulders slumped, and he waved a hand. “Fine,” he muttered.
I smiled. “I’m glad we could work something out,” I said. “Now show me where you’re keeping her. I want to see her.”
He nodded over my shoulder. “That way. Down the hall, third door on the left.”
I turned and took five steps before hearing a loud click. I stopped dead as I felt the cold barrel of a gun pressing against the back of my head.
“You’re smart, but not smart enough to never let anyone get behind you,” Jamie said, voice dripping with disdain. “Hasn’t your mother taught you anything?”
I stayed calm, refusing to give him the reaction he was looking for. “Think about what you’re doing, man. If anything happens to me out here, my associate will release everything in that box. I thought I made that clear.”
“I don’t care,” he replied. “Willow is mine now. I’m not sharing her with you or anyone else.”
“You don’t care?” I said incredulously. “You know what happens when my friend releases all of that shit, right? You’ll be just as dead as me.”
“That’s not necessarily true. You said he’ll release it if you aren’t back in twelve hours. Way I see it, that gives me eleven and a half hours to get the fuck outta Dodge after I kill you for coming here.”
“You’ll never get away with that shit. My mother will find you. You know that.”
He scoffed. “She’s not as smart as she thinks. Not anymore. She’s lost her edge, and we both know it,” he said. “I’ve got places to hide. She’ll never find me. Or Willow, either. All she’ll find is you floating in the water out here.”
“You really don’t have to do that,” I said.
“Yes, I do. I don’t want to share Willow.”
“How about just once?” I asked, tilting my head slightly to the side.
“I told you, I don’t fucking share.”
I slowly raised a hand. “It wouldn’t exactly be sharing,” I said. “We’d do it together. I always wanted to see her take two cocks at a time. I just never got around to it.”
I felt the gun slip slightly. “Are you serious? You want to fuck her together?”
