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If he had something of his own...for the first time in his life...

Would he fight to protect it?

Would he finally give me his heart and choose me over them?

He could change.

He could save me.

He could save himself.

Chapter Fourteen

Jethro

THE NIGHT BEFORE everything changed, my phone buzzed.

Two a.m., but I was still awake.

The tablets had numbed me to everything, but I still had issues sleeping.

Opening the message, a slow smile crossed my face.

Needle&Thread:You said this isn’t over. That you’re coming for me. Well, I want you to come. I’m here waiting, Jethro. Hurry up.

My cock twitched. Her message was almost perfect. Could she sense everything was in place? Could she tell that her home was here...with me...and it was time she returned?

Kite007:I appreciate the invitation.

She took her time replying. The longer it took, the harder I got. A side effect of the pills was my libido had dried up. But here...lying in the dark with no one to see or judge, I cupped my length and squeezed.

Needle&Thread:It’s not an invitation. It’s an order. I’m waiting for you.

I pinched the head of my cock, wondering how to reply. Another message arrived.

Needle&Thread:I’m wet for you. Kiss me, Jethro Hawk.

My cock jerked in my hold. Fuck.

I growled under my breath.

My father’s wise words came back.“Nila is just like her ancestors. She was using sex to get to you—using her body to screw up your mind, and it fucking worked.”

I fisted harder. Not this time. She wouldn’t manipulate me again. I knew my place. I liked this new world, and I had no intention of stepping out of it.

Kite007:You know I don’t respond to orders.

Needle&Thread:Would you respond if I begged you?

My hand worked harder, dragging pleasure up my shaft and radiating in my balls.

I didn’t want to reply. I wanted this charade over with. If I fucked her again, it would be part of a debt—not breaking the rules like I had.

I’d been idiotic. A rebel son who didn’t appreciate all that he’d been given.

In her absence, I finally saw the truth.

In my tablet fog, I finally found my home.