Page 9 of Betrothed in Fury
“It would be husband,” he clarifies.
“Technically, the contract says you would be my wife. I would be your husband.”
“So it’s hardly a valid contract. Doesn’t that make it null and void?”
“It means we have antiquated documents based on a different time, and again, you can choose to invalidate it. I’m giving you that option. Isn’t that generous of me? Doesn’t that make me good husband material?”
He eyes me suspiciously. “And what’s the cost of that?”
Wise of him to ask because in our families, nothing comes for free.
“You already know the answer. The end of the agreement means the end of our protections for the Wildes. They just…stop. And I guess all those debts my family is paying off, just stop too.”
He huffs. There it is—a man who understands the obligations to his family. Yes, this man will make a good wife for me.
His gaze wanders.
“If you can so easily cancel this, then the Wildes must be in a much better place than I thought.”
He gulps. “Maybe I can see if I can come up with the money,” he says, which makes me laugh because he must know I’m aware of their finances, and that they aren’t magically going to earn enough to make up for all the debt their father accrued.
“I don’t imagine that’s why you need to consider this, Logan. But I’m a decent man, so I can give you time to come to terms with being my wife—”
“Husband.”
“Wife,” I emphasize, earning another glare.
I do love power, especially the power I have over him right now. There’s no denying that, and I perversely enjoy that this is like a hunter releasing a wounded animal so that he can stalk it, taking his time, eventually killing it all the same. Yes, I’m a monster, just like my father. There’s no changing that.
I rest my hand under his chin, caressing, noticing the fine pricks of unshaven hairs. “I wonder how these will feel against my balls when you’re choking on my cock.”
His face flushes. “Something you’ll never get to experience,” he snarls.
I can’t help but smile since I know better. Tonight’s gone exactly as I expected, and I’m certain the rest of this will go according to plan as well. Things rarely don’t work out for me. And when they don’t, that never ends well for whoever gets in my path.
“I’ll have someone take you back to Hayward, but before I go, perhaps a kiss?”
He rears his head back before launching a wad of spit that lands on my lips. He’s got the fire in his eyes, and the act stokes my fury, but I beat it down, reminding myself there’s time to pay him back for this. Time to train him and make him mine. Justnot now. So I lap it up instead, enjoying the hint of tequila in his taste.
“I’ll give you time,” I assure him. “See you soon, Log.”
I wink before heading out the door, with him calling after me, “What do you mean? How much time? You just said you were gonna let me out? Killian? Killian!”
3
LOGAN
The next morning,I’m groggy as I come to.
Was last night a nightmare? No way did Killian Lorde send his guys to take me from the hot girl I was fucking, drag me to Rothguard, and threaten to hold me to a bullshit contract that has absolutely no legal foundation whatsoever. Yet, as my memory becomes clearer—those vivid sensations of him grabbing my balls, my shaft, tasting my lips—I know better. I knew Killian was bi, but I never had the impression he had his sights set on me. I don’t even know that he’s really attracted to me as much as wanting to be the one to own a Wilde.
Why did Dad ask me to sign that bullshit document to begin with?
Of course, I know the answer. This agreement has protected us, and that’s something I must consider, no matter how much I can’t stand the thought of being Killian Lorde’s husband…or I guess, as he puts it, his wife.
What the hell am I even thinking? This is bullshit. This won’t happen. I just need to talk to my brothers and sort out this mess.
I struggle to my feet, my body aching with injuries, a lightheaded sensation pulses through me, and I vaguely recall his guys returning with a sedative to knock me out, surely for their own safety. As I head into the en suite, I wonder how much of my grogginess is from the tequila and how much from that sedative.
