Page 80 of Brutal Prince

Plus, she can’t like being here — new school, new town.

But she stays silent.

“You tell me you’re leaving, this all goes away.” When I look at her, she’s staring forward again. Her jaw is set, her eyes blinking furiously.

Ah, shit. Is my little virgin gonna cry?

I let out a rough laugh. “Deal?”

“Fuck you,” she whispers furiously.

“Come on, Angel, it’s piss easy. You sit them down at the dinner table tonight. You say, ‘Mommy, Daddy, I don’t like it—’”

Indi kicks Princess Sophia in the ribs. In a second, she’s tearing away from me.

I laugh. Fuck, guess that finally got the response I needed. Should have done this from the start. But I’m not done with her yet. If it takes me forcing her to jump another fence, I’ll do it.

“Ha!”

I race after Indi, banking when she does, following her through the knolls. She glances over her shoulder, grimacing when she sees I’m on her heels. “Leave me alone!” she screams over her shoulder, flipping me off.

Really? She waves a fucking red flag in front of a bull and expects it to go quietly back into its stall?

“Ha!”

Duke speeds up. In seconds, I’m close enough to grab hold of Indi’s arm. She tears herself free, but doesn’t look at me. I urge Duke forward.

Light gleams off Indi’s face.

Her cheeks are wet, her mouth a quivering line. Her chest is heaving as heavily as Sophia’s, and her grip on the reigns is white-knuckled.

What the fuck?

Maybe she really is on the rag. There’s no way what I said could possibly have made her cry.

“Hey!” I bellow. “Slow down.”

In response, she spurs Sophia on.

Duke follows. I know Sophia could beat my gelding, but Indi’s so busy wiping at her face that she’s not controlling her animal. Sophia flags, and I take the opportunity to catch up, lean over, and grab Sophia’s bridle.

Dumb ass move, but when I want someone to stop, they fucking stop.

Sophia’s hooves churn up dirt and grass as she slows, and Indi swats at my hand as if she’s somehow grown strong enough to fight me.

Our horses slow to a canter, a trot, a walk. But Sophia’s barely even stopped before Indi hops off her and takes off running.

Fuck! What is it with her?

“Indi!”

I tie the horses’s reigns together so they can keep each other company, and then I’m sprinting after Indi. She’s fast, but she’s not an athlete. She’s still climbing the fence when I launch myself up behind her.

I grab her ankle.

She kicks me in the face.

So I let her climb over, and then I go after her.

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