Hunter renewed her struggle at hearing Coby’s name, which only made her cry out in pain when she realized my hold wasunbreakable. Moving my grip from her wrist to her arm, I grabbed her nape before she hurt herself.
Forcing the front of her body over the hood of the van, I locked her arm behind her back before planting the hand that held her neck next to her head. Once my hold was secure again, I leaned forward until my lips brushed her ear, and that delectably round ass was nestled right against my dick. “Are you going to make me hurt you, Hunter?””
“You’ll never get the chance,” she threatened while trying to wrestle free. “I’m going to make you bleed.”
All she managed to achieve was making me hard.
“Cut it the fuck out,” I commanded as I drove her arm upward. She whimpered. Liking the sound, my dick jumped in my jeans, so I took a deep breath to keep my mind off getting into hers.Down, boy.“As thrilling as chasing you has been, I’ve had enough. I’m tired and have something warm waiting for me in my bed.”
Knowing exactly who I meant, Hunter growled. “She said you let her go—”
“I did no such thing. That would only ruin my plans.”
Hunter huffed and shook her head. “Then you lied to her,” she accused.
I studied Hunter before I coldly replied, “And now she knows how it feels.”
She laughed right in my face, and all I could think was that if all I had was that sound and Coby’s smile for the rest of my life, I would never want for another fucking thing. “If that’s true, then I can promise you’re not getting any sleep tonight unless you can do it with one eye open.”
I’d feared as much.
These women were going to ruin me.
I couldn’t remember the last time I had to work this hard to win. The game had started long before Coby or Hunter evenknew, the board meticulously set, but within a few weeks, I was already questioning if I’d made a grave miscalculation.
My plan for choosing a bride had been simple: take one with everything to lose or one with nothing.
In a bizarre twist of fate, Coby Perry had been both.
Extorting her hand in marriage wasn’t my first choice. It was insurance. I couldn’t have her backing out later once I won her over. In the meantime, I’d make her fall so hard for me—make it feel so real—that she forgot about how we came to be. Until nothing else mattered.
But I hadn’t counted on Hunter.
Their bond.
Their…affection…for one another.
But I could offer Coby more than just my heat. I could give her status, wealth, and protection. All things she was sorely lacking.
My thoughts were interrupted by an explosion of pain when the girl trapped in my hold drove her foot into my shin.
Almost as if Hunter had read my mind and sought to prove me wrong.
Her message was clear.
Coby had a champion. Someone willing to wage war against theFola—againstme—for her.
It was admirable but foolish. Hunter would eventually lose, and Coby would still belong to me.
As amused and impressed as I was by Hunter Parrish, I didn’t like loose ends. I’d been prepared to leave her be—if only to keep my new bride happily chained to me—but she’d forced my hand by coming after me.
“Why didn’t you take the money?” I asked. The answer to that question had been plaguing me ever since Kellan told me she turned it down.
Hunter stopped fighting me as if I’d surprised her. “What?”
“The money Kellan offered you. Why didn’t you take it?”
“Because there’s no amount you could offer to make me give up my best friend.”
