Page 66 of Relentless Queen
Giving him my most sinister smile. I see the panic setting in as he realizes what that means.
“He will find out. You won’t get away with this.” He rushes out.
“I found the video, Kev.”
“What video?” He asks, shaking at the chains again.
“The rape of Adri. Tell me who the other guy is.” Slowly walking over to the table that houses my devices.
“I can’t, he will kill me,” He pleads.
I let out a chuckle. Nothing he says will save him.
“Oh, Kevin. You’re going to die either way.” Picking up my newest contraption.
“You’re bluffing. You wouldn’t do that to Cade.”
Cade won’t save you.
“Is that so?” Raising an eyebrow, keeping my face neutral.
“If I tell you everything. You gotta let me go?” He thinks he’s in control.
“Start talking.” I lean against the wall.
Two hours later, I have all the information I need. Once I had all the information, I made sure he gave me access to the proof.
My phone dings with an incoming text.
Cade: I’m taking Little Poison out tonight.
“Times up. Gotta run.” Picking up the knife from the table.
“You can’t do this! I hired someone to keep eyes on her. If anything happens to me, she dies.” He rushes out in a panic.
“I’m not worried.”
I walk over, stab him in the right lung, puncturing it. He gasps, blood leaking out.
“Sorry Kev. I have a date.” Turning to walk out.
Oh, sweet peach. Looks like you need me more than you know.
She looks beautiful tonight, especially under the moonlight. The red dress she has on makes her caramel skin glow.
Cade is a smart fucker when he isn’t getting bent over. I chuckle.
When I learned of his plans to take her somewhere, my blood boiled. She belongs to me. After all, I owned her the moment my dick slid in that sweet, tight pussy. I’m tired of hiding in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment.
What the fuck!
Pulling into the cove, I watch them drive to the back before I park, shutting off my car. Quietly stepping out, I slowly tread along the trees, watching them. If she lets him touch her, the punishment will be detrimental.
My phone chimes, alerting me of a text. Reaching into my pocket, pulling it out, opening the text.
?: She will never be yours
Me: Who is this?
