Page 90 of Cruel Devotion

“I bet Leo wanted me here on this mountain with you.” I swallowed. “I bet he wanted me on this throne. Right now.”

“That doesn’t matter.”

“Why not?”

Lei’s gaze drifted to my cleavage. “BecauseIwanted you on this mountain with me too, and that is the only thing that you should care about.”

My breath caught in my throat.

“You have kept my mind off pain. Your very presence has been a soothing balm. And. . .I care about you. I’m. . .becoming more and more possessive of you.” More powerful heat radiated off him. “My father might have set the stage butwedecide how the play unfolds.”

My heartbeats calmed.

“Don’t worry about the Mountain Mistress stuff. That washisplan.”

“He killed my father because of that plan—”

“Hekilled your father. That is the only thing you should remember.” Lei shook his head. “My father is a sick man. That guilt is not for you, Monique. You are innocent in this entire situation.”

“How could I be innocent?”

“Because I said so.”

I pursed my lips together.

He ran his gaze over me and whispered. “This dinner should just be you and me. No one else. I wish my sister had not come. I need one night of peace with you.”

“Maybe, it’s good that she did. I would have never known.”

“Still. . .” Lei sighed. “Regardless of my father’s bullshit, we need alone time together, ifwereally are going to figure out whatever this is. Many days and nights, it should be just you and me.”

I swallowed. “I agree, but there is still the matter of Banks’s men.”

He sighed. “What matter?”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m still pissed that you hurt Banks’s men.”

He leaned in and brushed his lips against my ear. “What did you think was going to happen after you sucked my cock like that?”

I almost shrieked in shock. That was not where I thought the conversation would be going.

He scowled at me like I was the bad person. “You fucking made me shake and scream like a mad man.”

“Lei. . .that has nothing to do with—”

“That haseverythingto do with it. How many women do you think have been able to make me moan that loud. . .and whilst among my men?”

“How many women are in your harem?”

“None of them did what you did—”

“Lei, no more beating people up over me—”

“Things are different between us. Sometimes there might be blood.”

“Lei, don’t bethatguy.”

“What guy?”

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