Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
There it was. I was officially his submissive.
And I loved it.
18
All of us were sitting in the dining room having a peaceful dinner. Leanne had left earlier in the day and had gone back home since she was no longer any help to us considering her source of information had been shut up permanently. I wasn’t complaining. I wanted her gone a long fucking time ago. Travis was so much more at ease with her gone from our lives.
“I think I’ve got a great idea,” my dad suddenly said, breaking the silence around the table.
I got a little worried. Sometimes, my dad’s great ideas weren’t always that great, and I had to be the one to tell him that considering my mom wasn’t around anymore to do so.
“And what’s that?” Travis asked him, arching an eyebrow. They had been scrambling for ideas for a while now and were coming up with nothing.
My dad smirked, and I had a feeling that this plan was either going to be really smart and well thought out, or it was going to be really shitty and would never work. There wouldn’t be an in-between. There never was when it came to James Holland.
“Katie got her hair cut, and unless you know her very well, you wouldn’t know it was her at first glance. What if you and Katie go try to get some information on the Bloody Royals and their plan?” My dad looked at me. “I’m sure you know who will tell you what’s going on. There are men in that club who are loyal to you and me until the day we die.”
Okay, so my dad actually had a well-thought-out plan. I never would have guessed that he would have been able to do that. It was simple, and it made a lot of sense. I knew everyone in the Bloody Royals, and some people would be willing to give me information because of their strict loyalty to my dad and the rest of the Hollands. Good thing that I was a Holland.
I knew instantly though, that Travis wasn’t going to like this plan at all.
Travis clenched his jaw. “I don’t like it,” he said instantly, confirming my thoughts. “I don’t want her to end up in a situation where she’ll get hurt. It’s too risky.”
I looked over at Travis. “I’m going. You can go with me, or I’ll take someone else, but I am going. You’re not going to stop me.”
He clenched his fist on top of the dining room table, glaring at me. “Damn it, Katie—”
I cut him off, shaking my head. I wasn’t letting him change my mind about this. “Don’t even start,” I snapped. “You need to know what’s going on. The Bloody Royals know who everyone is. I’m the only chance we have at getting any kind of information. You and Dad want this done as quickly as possible. Therefore, I need to go.”
He clenched his jaw, the muscle in it ticking furiously. I knew he was pissed. “Katie, I don’t fucking like it,” he ground out through clenched teeth.
I smirked at him, knowing I had won this argument. “Good thing that no one told you that you had to,” I retorted.
Travis threw our duffel bags into the backseat of his car and sighed. “You have everything you need, right?” he asked me. He was still anxious about taking me on this trip into enemy territory.
“Yes,” I assured him, rolling my eyes. I struggled to keep my smirk down, knowing what I had put in the very bottom of my bag so it would be hard for him to find it. I wanted to play while we were gone. We were planning to be gone an entire week to try to get as much information as possible. I sure as hell wasn’t going to wait an entire week to be his submissive now that we had a contract formed.
We got into the car, and Travis backed out of the garage. It was going to be a long ride there, so I’d brought a blanket and a pillow so that I could sleep on the trip. Travis wasn’t stopping unless we needed to get food or use the bathroom. He didn’t want to be out in the open in case Bloody Royals or Black Skulls were out looking for my dad since his body hadn’t turned up as planned.
Don’t think that Travis was happy about going, though. I had pretty much forced him to. He didn’t want me in any kind of danger. It was really sweet of him to be concerned, but I could handle myself. He didn’t need to worry about me, but I knew he would, no matter what.
He also hated that I was going to have to go places by myself since he could only watch me from afar. He didn’t need to be spotted. Yes, the whole thing was risky, but I was willing to do what it took to keep him safe and not get him killed. I had a baby on the way, and there was no way I was going to be able to raise it without him.