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“Nope. Did you not hear me tell your fatherthatyour life was no longer hisbusiness?”
“You’re an idiot if you think Papa will leave it atthat,”I huffed.“And I can’tlie to him.”
“Not my problem,”he snapped dismissively as he put his jacket on, coveringhis weapons.
Frustration pounded through me. This conversation wasn’t getting anywhere.Time for a different tactic.
“Fine,”I shrugged nonchalantly.“Maybe I’ll find someone else to fuck me.At leastthen, I’ll be able to be honest with Papa when he asks me if I’m sexually active. And you never know, I might get something out of it.”
Miles spun around, his nostrils flaring. In two strides, he was in front of me,gripping my arms, his snarling face notevenan inch from mine.“I swear to god, Jailbait. If you let anyone else put their hands on you, I’ll make you watch as I peel their skin from their body, pluck their eyeballs from their skull, and rip their cock off with my bare hands, do you fucking hear me?”
Huh.Thatsounded an awful lot like jealousy to me.
I tugged my arms out of his grip, my own fury gathering momentum.“So,let me get this straight. You won’t fuck me, but no one else can either? I’m supposed to stay a virgin for the rest of my life.”
He straightened, a cold smirk twitching on his lips.“You catch on quick.You’re notjusta pretty face, are you, Jailbait?”
“Fuck you,”I hissed, unable to stop myself.
He rolled his eyes.“If you’re quite done. For the love of all things holy, canyoupleaseget your ass dressed?”
“No, I’m not done.”Justlike I had last night, I poked him in his rock-hardchest.“If I don’t get to fuck anyone else,thenneither do you.”
“No issues there,”he growled, knocking my finger away.
His response took the wind out of my sails. I’d fully expected him to say Ihad no right to make demands of him, andthathe would fuck whoever he liked,justnot me.
When no words came to mind, my body slumped. Taking advantage of mysudden silence, Miles grabbed my arm and dragged me over to the bathroom, shoving me inside.“For the last time-”
I cut him off when I flung the door shut, locking him out and leaving mealone to stew in my fury.
Chapter 11
Sofia
Did I spend nearly an hour and a half in the bathroom getting ready?
Yes, yes, I did.
Because, fuck Miles.
Fuck Kai for guilt-tripping me into agreeing to give Miles a chance.
And fuck Papa for putting me in this position in the first place.
Everyone had a breaking point, and as the hot water cascaded over my skin,washing away the blood staining my thighs, I realized I’d reached my point.
Since my mama died, and aside from Rafe, I’d been starved of love andaffection, and the thought of spending the rest of my life in a loveless marriage, where my husband couldn’t bear to look at me, let alonetouchme, shoved me violently over the edge.
I was done with being a pushover. Done with certain men thinking they hadany right to control my life. And it started with not bowing down to Miles’ orders.
My shower and pampering session would have been a lot quicker had Milesnot been pounding the door every few minutes, demandingthatI hurry the fuck up.He eventually got the hintthatany time he hammered on the door, I added a few more minutes to my ‘me time.’
Once I was finished in the bathroom, I spent far too long in my wardrobepicking out my outfit for the day. What could I say? I wanted to look mybestfor my new husband, and I couldn’t quite get the right look.
Opting for a tight, knee-length black dress with a thin red belt around thewaist, I emerged from my wardrobe to find Miles sitting on my couch, glaring at his phone. Hearing the door close behind me, he looked up. His eyes raked over my curves, and a muscle ticked in his jaw. Despite his hostility, a heat I didn’t want to acknowledge prickled my skin.
“About time,”he huffed, pocketing his phone as he stood.“What the fuckare you doing now?”
