Page 63 of Vengeful Princess

“God, baby, it’s the biggest one I’ve ever had!”Too much?

Roberto’s smile widened at my outrageous flattery. “I’m gonna split your cunt in two.”I’d be lucky if it touched the sides.

“Money first,” I reminded him. At the mention of cash, his smile slipped a fraction, but he wasn’t an idiot. No cash, no sex.

Huffing with annoyance, he yanked up his pants and pulled out a wad of cash.

“Fifty for a fuck, yeah?” Was this asshole really trying to negotiate? Jesus. No doubt plenty of womenweredesperate enough to accept a lower rate, but I wasn’t one of them.

“A hundred.”

“Hundred?” he spluttered with outrage. “Is that cunt gold-plated or something?”

“Or something. Now show me the money.” I slid one strap off my shoulder to reveal a lacy red bra cup. That did the trick. LittleRoberto waved at me once again after losing momentum for a hot minute.

With a huff of annoyance, he threw some notes at me, grumbling as I counted them and tucked them inside my left boot. I may as well take the cash. God knows I’d need to dry clean all my clothing. Roberto’s dirty money could pay for an expedited service, plus some luxury bath salts to help soothe my PTSD from the sight of his pathetic chipolata.

“Now get on the bed,” I ordered.

Roberto’s eyes darkened with lust. Had I unlocked a submissive kink? I hoped so. This would make my life so much easier.

“Yes, Mommy.”Eww, gross.

“Be a good boy for Mommy and push your pants down around your ankles.” He did as he was told, trembling with excitement. Any sensible guy would have kicked his pants off, but Roberto was too into his ‘mommy’ fantasy.Sick fuck. With his pants wrapped around his ankles, he’d have a hard time moving, but so far, he hadn’t figured that out.

“Does little Robbie need his dick stroking?”

“Yes! I want you to suck it too.” I almost vomited at the thought.

“Close your eyes for Mommy.”

He did as he was told. “Good boy,” I cooed, pulling out the syringe. Just as I was about to stab him in the neck, the door burst open and a homicidal Russian stormed in.

“What the actual fuck are you doing, Thea?”

I dropped the syringe in surprise.

“Thea?” Roberto’s erection sank. “I thought you said your name was Cherry?”

“Cherry? Really?” Kyril snorted.

“Get out of here,” I hissed, trying to shove him toward the door, but the man was a solid wall of muscle. He barely moveda millimeter.For fuck’s sake.How had this evening tanked so fast? Torrance was outside somewhere waiting for me. If he came to investigate the delay, I was in big trouble.

He’d take one look at Kyril and know I’d deviated from the plan.

“Not until you explain why you’re dressed up like a hot hooker.” Kyril eyed my outfit, and I didn’t miss the way his eyes darkened at my barely there skirt and crop top.

“Look, pal, the whore’s mine for the next 20 minutes, so fuck off.”

“Whore? You calling my girl a whore?”My girl?!

Kyril turned his attention to Roberto, who scrambled like mad to pull his pants up. Little Roberto had vanished, apparently deciding the party was over for the foreseeable.

“She’s taken my money. That makes her a whore, you fucking Russian scum!”

“Thea?”

I shrugged, deciding to ignore the way he’d called mehis girl. Why were men so delusional? I was nobody’s girl.

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