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“You’re mine now, Beau. My pet,” I purr, completely lost in the fantasy that one day soon I will make reality. “You will give me what I want, when I want it. If you disappoint me, I will ram my cock so far into that throat of yours that you will choke on it, giving me pleasure even in your death.” I pull back, sadly letting go of the fantasy of Beau and allowing Robin’s cum-covered face to reveal itself. I don’t bother keeping the disgust off my features. I couldn’t hide it if I tried.

“You want that cunt? You’re using me to replace her?” Robin screeches.

I bring my hand back and punch her in the face, instantly rewarded as blood begins to pour from her nose. Then, I hit her again, knowing that it will blacken her eye. Robin’s face rolls to the side. She’s visibly dazed and struggling to stay cognizant. I slap the side of her face. “Don’t pass out now, bitch. You need to listen and listen carefully.”

“I …”

“Don’t speak. Your voice is annoying me,” I grumble. I slap her again. “You with me?”

“Yeah—” Robin must notice my face filling with anger, because she stops talking and nods her agreement instead. Good, she’s learning faster than I thought she would.

“Never call Beau another of your vile names, Robin. If you disrespect her in any way, I will do things to you that you couldn’t conjure up in your worst nightmares. I will make you beg for death. Do you understand me?” She stares up at me, stillnot focusing correctly. I let her stare. I can see she’s starting to see the real me. That’s good. Let her see the evil she shouldn’t fuck with. When she still doesn’t answer I grab her by the neck, tightening my hand around it so tight it feels like her pulse is throbbing under my skin. She claws at my hand, fear I’m positive she’s never felt before filling her eyes and fighting for dominance with her tears. I increase the pressure watching as panic blooms over her face. Her eyes go extremely wide. Her face once again takes on that lovely blue hue that makes my dick rock hard all over again. “I asked you a question, bitch. You will not disrespect Beau. You will not talk about her. You will do what I tell you to do. You will service me when I need it. That’s it. That’s your job. Do it and you will stay alive. Now, one more time. Do you understand me? Blink one for yes and make me believe you have a brain somewhere in that head of yours. Do it, and maybe I’ll give you air.”

Robin blinks slowly but it’s the way she begins blinking rapidly, her eyes appearing glassy, letting me know she’s close to passing out. One good press with my fingers and she’s dead. The bitch is stupid as fuck, but I think she understands her life is in my hands. She manages to control herself enough to blink once and plead silently for freedom. I push away from her, letting her cough and drag air back into her lungs.

When Robin looks at me, I can see a red spot in the white of her left eye. Oh, yeah, she was close to death. Again, my cock begins throbbing. When my little toy starts to roll to her side to get up, I grab her by her hair and push her down onto the floor.

“I—” she tries to talk, but her voice isn’t much more than a whisper and I can tell it’s painful.

“Suck my dick and if you’re a good little slut, I’ll tell you how you’re going to help me get your ex thrown into jail so you can get custody of your kid. Then, maybe you can sell him for money again.” I don’t give her a chance to argue, I use my hold on herhair to thrust her down on my cock and enjoy the pain I see on her face. Life is good. Starting tomorrow it will get better. Beau will be mine soon.

Very soon.

Chapter 26

Beau

“I hate askingyou to do this. Let me get Dad to do it,” Hunter begs again, making me chuckle.

“Hunter, I’m already pulling into the parking lot. I’m fine. Cal and Apex are tailing me. It’s all good. I’m happy to pick Ty up and take him to his ballgame.”

I shake my head. It has been a week since they found the coke that someone planted to frame Hunter. My life has become a series of having someone babysit me and Hunter being on edge constantly. I mean, it hasn’t been a bad week. Waking up and making love with Hunter, having him and Ty in my life, and going to sleep every night in my man’s arms has been so incredible that I doubt there are words to describe it. The worry, however, is weighing on both of us. Hunter was forced to go to their garage in Lexington today and he hated every minute of it. He doesn’t like being away from me or Ty right now. I finally pushed him to do it. I told him he was letting Robin dictate his life and that’s not the man I know he is. That he needed to have faith in not only me, but his club and family to keep us safe. It might have been a low move to push him to go. If I’m honest, I didn’t want him to. Yet, I know he needs to get back to living his life in a normal fashion. Robin is a crazy bitch. She may neverdo anything else. She may try to pull something today or a week from now. We can’t start living our lives around her.

“They should be riding with you,” Hunter mutters, pulling my thoughts back to our conversation.

“They’re following me. We all decided that if Robin was going to try to do something, she’d be more apt to approach me if she thought I was alone. Please stop worrying. They’re right behind me and it’s not like I’m helpless. I can handle your ex.”

“I know. I just don’t like you being on your own. I swear, I’ll be at the game not long after it starts. I can’t believe my bike tore up. It hasn’t been that long since I did maintenance on it. What’s worse is our garage here in Lexington can’t find anything specifically wrong. We’re checking the gas now. Maybe when I filled up it was bad gas. I’m not sure. I’m going to grab a bike from the garage here and head home, though. So, I may miss the first inning, but I’ll be there.”

“Just watch your back and get home safe. I’m good. You aren’t alone either, right?”

“Pez is here with me. It’s all good, baby. See you soon, okay?” he murmurs into the phone.

“Okay. Love you.”

“Say it again,” he orders, his voice dropping down.

Shit. “Um …”

“Say it, Harper.”

“You’re always so bossy,” I laugh. “I do love you, Hunter, even if I wonder why.”

He joins in with my laughter. “I’m going to spank your sassy ass tonight when we’re alone,” he warns and I try to ignore the tingle of excitement that moves through me, making everything in my body hum. I shift uncomfortably in my seat. “You went quiet. What are you thinking Harper?”

I lick my lips and swallow nervously. “Um …”

“Tell me, Beau,” he demands, his voice quiet but full of heat.