Page 126 of The Rancher's Secret Relationship

“Between Harding and me, who would you choose to fuck?”

Culo has clearly lost his mind. It’s as if what matters to him more now is Flint being his competition for my heart, and he no longer cares about Flint being the reason he’s forced to flee to Mexico.

“The clock is ticking, sweet Beth.”

Lie, my brain pleads with me.

If I want Flint and me to live another day—-

Lie.

It's all I have to do.

Lie.

But there’s another voice I hear.

And it’s a voice that I never heard before.

God, oh God.

Why would you ask me to do something that doesn’t make sense?

You asked for my help, child.

I just need to understand—-

No, child. What you need is to trust me.

You must trust in My love for you.

And believe that I am in control.

Do you trust Me?

"Don't keep me waiting."

Yes, I do.

And more than that, I realize now that I trust Him the most, and so I look at my captor straight in the eyes.

“C-Culo—”

Everything happens all at the same time again. I see Flint wincing, Culo’s men suddenly coughing, and their master’s face slowly turning red as a tomato.

Did I...do something wrong again?

Vengeance

FLINT KNEW HE WAS FUCKEDthe moment he saw Dantes start to twitch. The man was high as shit, and everyone who had experience dealing with junkies knew there was no reasoning with them in this state.

Rage simmered in his blood at the sight of Elizabeth on her knees, but he knew he’d only get them killed if he acted reckless—-

No!

It was as if something had taken over him the moment he saw Dantes grabbing a fistful of Elizabeth’s hair. Flint blacked out, violence taking over his soul, and it was only when he was in chains, watching Dantes strike Elizabeth across the face, that he snapped back to reality.

His angel wasbleeding.

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