“I know. Do you hate me now?” Mya never looked at me the same after she heard this story, but she still loved me.
“Of course not! That wasn’t cold-blooded murder. It was self-defense.”
I never thought about it that way.
“Thank you for caring about me.”
“Chad asked for a meeting,” Mal says as soon as Rory leaves the room with Tag to go get a snack.
I stand up like I’m ready to kill that fucker right now. I’m about to go and do it when the idea of fucking with him has me smiling and sitting down.
I’m going to take my time and torture the fuck out of him before I dump him in front of the local hospital.
Mal smiles. “I’ll set it up, then.”
I nod, but then I think about my sweet boy.
“Wait. Rory.” He won’t want to see Chad, and I’ve spent so much time with him recently that Rory will be suspicious if I send him away.
“I could set up more training, but I’m not going to leave you alone with that d-bag.”
“He’s been talking with Liv about going to get mani pedis,” I muse. “Text her the plan as soon as you get it set up.”
“Will do, boss.”
It takes everything in me to sit across from this man and not choke the life out of him. He touched what’s mine.
He hurt what’s mine, and now he wants to ask me for protection?
“What can I do for you?” I practically growl.
“Seriously? Have you not seen the news? People are dying and getting the shit kicked out of them, and I’m next. I just know it.”
“Why does this have anything to do with you?”
“Because all the people who are dying were involved in the trial I was in.”
“What trial?”
“Are you stupid or something?” His eyes widen. “I mean, I’m sorry. I know that you’re the smartest, most dangerous man in the city. I know you’re not stupid. I’m just so worked up.”
If I wasn’t already planning on fucking him up soon, I would fuck him up now. But I decide to wait him out.
“I was recently accused of raping some guy…” The pen in my hand snaps. “But I didn’t rape him or anything. It was?—”
“Don’t finish that sentence,” I growl.
Chad pales so quickly. “Sorry, it’s been hard.”
Fuck, does this man want me to kill him? My eyes shoot to Mal, and he nods. He’ll keep me from killing him.
“What do you want from me?”
“I want you to find the guys who are coming for me and stop them.” He sounds exasperated.
I stare at him for a moment and think about all the fun we’re going to have later. I think I might shove his dick up his ass and see how he likes getting fucked.
“I already know who’s coming for you.” My words are like ice, and it takes a few seconds before Chad catches my meaning.
