Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 110771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
“I won’t have this! I had you here upon good faith. I will not be disrespected—”
“And I haven’t seen my woman in a little over three weeks. You are one of the reasons I haven’t seen her in three weeks. So, you either leave now, or I will make it happen another way.” I take out my phone and put it on the table in front of me, but my eyes never leave Helena. “And we both know I can do that, George. One call and I can make your empire fall like a fucking house of cards.”
“Do you realize what you’re doing here?” George hisses.
“Declaring war? You bought that the minute you kept Helena from me. The choice is yours leave or I call.”
Helena and I are staring at one another. It’s a silent standoff. God, she’s fucking beautiful. Her hair is bound tight against her neck. She’s wearing another one of her fancy-ass pants suits which shouldn’t be sexy but are just the same. This one is gray with a checkered pattern in darker and lighter hues of the same color. The material looks soft and is different from the silk she normally wears. I’m not a man who knows shit about fabrics, but I want to run my hands down her body to see if what she is wearing is as soft as it appears. Then, I want to rip it off of her and fuck her right here on her father’s conference table, slamming into her while she’s begging me to give it to her harder. I wonder how old George would react to his daughter submitting to me. My cock presses against my slacks, stretching out as I harden. The constriction of my pants is painful, but welcome. I’ve been dead inside since Helena left.
“Daughter—”
“Leave us alone, father,” she says quietly.
Around us is the sounds of chair being pushed back, men grumbling under their breath and George Kratos doing his best to save face. I ignore it all. The only person who has my focus right now is Helena.
“You have ten minutes,” her father says as he heads to the door.
“We have as long as I want. Don’t test me on this George.”
He slams the door shut without another word.
Helena leans back in her chair, shaking her head. “Was that really necessary?”
“You’ve been hiding from me, Ena. You’re lucky I’m forcing myself to be nice here.”
“Be nice?” she scoffs.
“Trust me, baby. I’m being very understanding considering my woman disappeared without a word and has kept herself hidden from me for three weeks.”
“I’m not your baby,” she whispers.
“That’s where you’re wrong. You’re completely mine. I told you there was no going back and there’s not. Your fate is sealed, baby.”
“It’s not. The agreement is made to be dissolved with or without your agreement Marco.”
I give her a grin, but there’s nothing joyful about it. She’s going to push me. I expected it, but I was hoping it wouldn’t come to that. She’s not going to like how I push back.
“Helena—”
“Will you just stop? Jesus, what is all this about? You’re free. Find someone that fits into your world. That is not me.”
“Bullshit. You know better and I know better. Don’t try to play me for a fool, Ena.”
“What do you want from me, Marco? What is the purpose to dragging me here? I should have just told father to let our lawyers and court drag it out,” she huffs. “You know as well as I do a judge will end the agreement. There’s nothing binding if one party asks to be released.”
“We can go that route, baby. If that’s what you want, we will absolutely. In the end, your father will be in jail, and you’ll still be mine.”
“Yeah, right,” she laughs rolling her eyes.
“I’ve been in business with your father for years, Ena. Do you really think I don’t know where his skeletons are buried?”
Her eyes go round and the intake of. her breath is audible. This time the smile I give her is sinister and another chain from the monster I keep leashed inside of me is broken.
“You wouldn’t do that. That’s not who you are, Marco.”
“It is. I’m not a nice man, Helena. You don’t live with the evil I’ve lived with and not have some of it inside of you. For you, I was better, but baby, I can be the biggest bastard around if I need to be to keep you.”
“Why? You’re free, Marco. Go live your life. I forced this agreement on you. Now, I’m fixing that.”
I stand up, kicking my chair back so hard it falls and bounces off the tile. I ignore it and round the table. Before Helena has a chance to react, I’m standing in front of her, grabbing her hand, and pulling her up to look at me. “Did I fucking tell you I wanted to end our agreement?” When she doesn’t answer, I tighten my hold on her hand and jerk her deeper into me. “Did I tell you that I wanted to end our agreement?” I ask again, my voice sterner, letting some of my anger loose on her.