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I smiled thinking about it. “Maybe.”

“I love you, Sophie, but you’re a terrible liar.”

Maddie laughed and so did I. No matter how much I tried to deny it, Trooper had my heart. I just prayed he felt the same.

Chapter 32

Trooper

The second William reached his vehicle, I hopped out of my truck and rushed him. I punched his pussy ass right in the throat and he doubled over, dropping everything and gasping for air.

Before he could recover, my hand circled his neck and his back hit the concrete wall we were parked in front of. I squeezed with one hand while I used the other to press my gun into his forehead.

William’s eyes grew wide as he circled my wrist with both of his hands, attempting to free himself from my hold. There was no hope. He was only five-nine at best, and about fifty pounds lighter than me. He was in decent shape, but his age didn’t help him. He was no match for me or my strength.

The fear in his eyes made my dick hard.

“Are you scared? You look like you’re scared.” A smirk spread across my face as I questioned him.

“Why would I be?”

“Because unlike you, I’m not afraid to take a life.”

“You’re not going to kill me.”

I laughed arrogantly. He didn’t know me very well. “Do you know how many lives I’ve taken?”

“No, why would I?”

“Neither do I,” I said with a smug grin. “Because taking a life don’t mean shit to me. I kill as easily as you breathe. Do you know how many breaths you take in a day?”

“What’s the point of all this?”

“The point is this. Sophie is an innocent victim of your bullshit. She doesn’t deserve to be caught up in it and I won’t let her. I’ll kill you first. Stop fucking with her.”

He looked at me and laughed. This muthafucker was truly crazy or in denial.

“She’s ungrateful. I’m teaching her respect. Why would I let her choose that gotdamn criminal over me and still allow her to have the privileges that my name carries?”

I tightened my grip on his neck, causing him to gasp and claw at my hands even more. I felt my finger squeezing the trigger as I spoke.

“Your name don’t mean shit. Not to me, but it does to Sophie. Not because she gives a fuck about you, because she doesn’t, but that company means something to her. If I had my choice, I’d burn that muthafucker down and sleep like a baby that same night. It’s important to her, so it’s important to me.

“You’re going to let her have what she earned and stay the fuck out of her way. If you keep fucking with her, I’ll keep fucking with you. I don’t have to kill you to make you suffer. Trust me, I will fuck up your entire world and you’ll never see it coming.”

I looked him right in the eyes long and hard before I let him go and punched the shit out of him. I hit his ass so gotdamn hard I felt the bones in his face crack under my fist.

Without another word, I walked away. I meant what I said. He either needed to leave her alone or I would make him regret the day he ever met me.

When I was back in my truck and pulling out of the parking garage, I called Sophie to see what she was up to. She had no idea I went to see William and I wanted to see if his pussy ass would run straight to her.

“Hey you,” she sang into the phone as soon as she answered, bringing a smile to my face. It had only been a few months, but Sophie had managed to do something to me. I was in a weird space when it came to her because she made me feel things I didn’t know how to handle.

“You sound happy. How did lunch with your mother go?”

“Can we not talk about that?” Her entire mood did a one eighty.

“What’s up, Sophie? Did something go wrong?”