Page 60 of Cruel Crown

I was getting irritated.

Did he think just because he’d started to fuck me, I suddenly forgot how to kill a man more than one hundred ways? That I was fucking helpless?

“Look, handsome,” I said as I turned and pierced him with a look. “We may be fucking, and trust me, you fuck terrific, but no amount of good dick is going to dickmatize me into forgetting how to be a killer.”

Gideon busted out laughing. I stared at him as his smile grew wide, and his eyes were warm. Warm enough to melt the cold that surrounded this place. He hid his face in the crook of my neck, and I felt my body tingling by his hysteria.

I tried pulling away, but he only held me tighter. I was starting to understand why women killed their partners.

“I fuck terrific, huh?” he goaded against my skin.

“Not. Any. More,” I bit back.

His smile spread wider. It was safe to say I was about to kill member number two of the Sekt.

Gideon, however, did not understand the precarious line he was walking on.

“Petal, I don’t give a fuck if you’re a Wonder Woman. As long as I’m around, nothing will harm you,” he said in a much more serious tone. He rested his chin on my shoulder, and a feeling I had never felt before simmered in my lower belly, but instead of spreading down and turning into arousal, I felt it slithering to my heart.

“There are guards at the bottom of the tower. They don’t know about the tunnels, and the reason it’s open is because there was a small glitch and the door deactivated, and now I have to be twice as fast because you just held me back.”

“No, baby, by not trusting anyone, you held yourself back. And don’t try and pretend like I am not the best you’ve ever had.”

I opened my mouth to say something to irritate him, and he growled.

“Don’t you dare bring anyone else into this.”

Having had enough of his nonsense and wasting time, I brought my elbow up and jammed it back into his rib.

He groaned softly as I walked into Alexis’s room.

“You’re going to pay for that, Petal.”

Going inside, I walked up to the two-way mirror. “You’re not fucking me anytime soon.”

Gideon came behind me.

“I’ve been dying to fuck that tight little arse, so don’t say what I can or cannot do…”

His voice trailed off as he came to a stop next to me and saw what I was staring at.

The two-way mirror spanned half the wall with a heavy metal door blocking access to the room. Light shone over the whole room, pouring in from the floor-to-ceiling window. You could see the beauty of this place through this room. The snowy landscape went on for miles. The only reason Alexis was allowed to have it was because the glass was too thick for her to break.

Right, now it was peaceful. The place was padded, and a mix between a toddler and artist lived here. Inside was a woman who was a little older than I was, but where I had matured and I was just a bit damaged, she had been torn apart beyond repair.

Her room was always the warmest. Especially when Alexis was present—even Damian wasn’t that cruel. She wore a long dress with sunflowers all over. She looked like summer in the winter. Her light blonde hair fell to her shoulders.

She sat on the table as she smiled at the guests that were around her.

There hadn’t been a day when I had come to this tower and I didn’t feel like I was coming out of my skin.

“She’s—” Gideon started to say, but I cut him off.

“She’s beautiful.”

Even I heard how weak my voice sounded. I felt his worried gaze on my skin, but I ignored it. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door.

“Wait here,” I said, and he looked like he was going to protest. “You’ll scare her.”

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