Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 92232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
This was never for my safety. There is so much more going on here. I grab my duffel bag from the closet, shaking my head. I’ve used this thing maybe a handful of times in my life. Every time was on trips with my father to Italy. Even then, he wouldn’t allow me out of his sight, or I was locked down with bodyguards.
“It’s not right. What he has done is wrong,” Venus speaks up.
“I know,” I think sadly.
“We need to find out why. I don’t like this. You’re not safe. The more I think about it, the more I know you’re not safe.”
“I will talk to Kendrick when we return home.”
“Ray—”
I startle when strong arms wrap around my waist. I know right away it isn’t Kendrick. The hum on my skin isn’t there. Lips press against my bare shoulder and my skin begins to crawl.
“You’ve never dressed like this for me. Who is he? What is he? Did you see that thing with his eyes?”
I shrug to get Angelo off me. Turning quickly, I push at his chest to gain some space. He doesn’t budge.
“Can you step back?” I hiss.
“I’m your fiancé,” Angelo bites out.
“No, you’re not. So keep your hands off me.”
“You allowed him to hang all over you. I’ve never so much as got a chance to touch you before tonight.”
“I wonder why?” I mutter to myself.
This guy has always given off creep vibes. First time we met, he looked at me like he was undressing me while standing right in front of my father. I hadn’t even known his name yet and he looked like he wanted to eat me.
Placing a hand on my waist, he tugs me into him. I push his chest and squirm to get out of his hold. He tightens his hold, trapping my arms against my chest in a crossed position.
I can feel Venus’s anger rising. She begins to push to come forward. I don’t know what she will do, so I fight to maintain control.
“I just want one taste,” he says as he grabs my face and tries to kiss me.
I panic and begin to scream in my head. “No, get away from me.”
Before I get a chance to fight him off, Venus pushes through. I gasp in surprise as I feel my power come to life and run through me. It feels so intense.
“She said no,” Venus roars, freeing my arms and tossing Angelo back with the motion and force of my power.
She lifts my hand for me and a spark of magic lights my palm. My heart is racing. I don’t want to kill him, but this anger filling me and the energy coursing through my veins tells me that’s exactly what I will do.
Before Venus can release the surge of magic I feel building, Kendrick appears. His face is clouded over with rage, making his features almost unrecognizable. His hair is blowing as if there’s wind whipping through the room.
It dawns on me that he’s the wind. I stare in awe as what seems like a tornado picks Angelo up off the floor. The swirling wind disappears. Angelo looks at Kendrick with wide eyes.
He tries to speak, but no words come out. He reaches for his throat. The struggle to breathe is written all over his face. He claws at his neck frantically.
Then, suddenly, his body is engulfed in electricity. It zaps and rolls through his body. His limbs stretch out as his eyes roll back in his head. He’s convulsing right before my eyes. After a few seconds, he slumps lifelessly.
“Did he hurt you?” Kendrick asks as he cups my face and looks down at me.
“No, I didn’t give him a chance. Take her home. She’s in shock,” Venus answers for me.
He closes his eyes as if in pain. “Thank you.”
“She’s carrying our son. I will always protect him.”
Kendrick’s eyes fly open. “Is he harmed?”
“No, he is well.”
With a nod, he dips to lift me into his arms. Venus recedes and I sag into his embrace. We’re not out of the room before I pass out.
Enraged
I’ve watched what happened through Ray’s memories while she’s been sleeping. Each time I see it through her eyes and hear his words through her thoughts, I want to burn that house down with all the guests still inside.
If I could kill that motherfucker again, I would. I stare down at her as she sits in my lap in the back of the car. I haven’t been able to bring myself to release her from my embrace.
“I will never allow you to come to harm again, my little one. Forgive me,” I say quietly.
She whimpers and snuggles closer to me. I palm the back of her head, holding her to my chest and dip to kiss the top of her thick locks.