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And not only was he mean; he seemed almost cruel at times.
Eventually she would’ve been sold off to someone, and as long as that someone kept her in the lifestyle to which she’d become accustomed, she’d do what she was told.
His integrity. The Nikova princess, who pouted if she had to suffer a sneeze, would annoy him to no end.
“Damon was fucked up,” David went on, “but he never hid it, either. This guy . . .” He looked over through the passenger-side window to the house. “I don’t know.”
Yeah, he’ll have her, won’t he? And an image of them came to me, alone in that house, looking at each other,
bumping into each other, connecting and shit . . . I sat up and threw off my seat belt.
Rounding the car, I climbed in the passenger seat, tossing everything in the back and wiping away the rain on my face. I could feel the water seeping through the fabric of my hat, and I wanted to take it off, but I’d have to wait until I was alone.
“I lived in one for two and half years,” he replied, his voice turning hard. “Things change.”
It was easy to forget, given his clean fingernails and expensive clothes. But not long ago he was in a three-dollar T-shirt and locked in a cage with people telling him what he would do with every minute of his day.
“It’s all I’m good for, right?”
“Damon must really have done a number on you to keep you so loyal,” he spat out. “I’ve seen him with women. Do you really like what he does to you?”
I belonged to Damon, and whether or not Kai ever learned the real reason why, it didn’t change that I would always stand at his side.
“I love that he saw us that night,” he went on, his voice almost a growl.
“There’s something about you, kid,” he said, still watching the road ahead. “I don’t know what it is, but most of the time, teaching those classes, meeting with contractors, talking to my friends, shit . . .” He shook his head. “I can barely stand it. I even have trouble chewing my goddamn food most of the time.” And then he looked over at me, shifting into fifth. “But not around you. Around you, I get hungry. Like I’m starving.”
I bet he wondered if there was a tally mark for me on the belt. Damon was right. It was strategically advantageous for no one to know who I was to him. If Kai thought I was a Torrance toy and tool, he wouldn’t know exactly what he had or what cards he could really play.
I arched a brow. Yeah, I didn’t believe that. I was a virgin that night years ago, and it didn’t deter him from wanting quite a lot from me.
Something took hold of my ankles, though, and I yelped as they pulled them, my knees sliding out from under me and my body being dragged across the floor.
I glared at him. I expected to get into it with them soon enough—I knew what they did to Rika last year, so I knew how they liked to throw their weight around—but for some reason, I kept still. He was going to have a huge problem with me soon, but I’d make my move when I was ready.
“Did you really think I’d help you search The Pope if I thought Damon was hiding here?” I asked. “You’re not buying this hotel because of some story I told you when I was seventeen, are you?”
He would only use you. I had to remember that his goal was Damon. Revenge. And he knew Damon cared about me, so that made me valuable.
Don’t make the same mistakes. Don’t let him touch you. Don’t want him. You can’t have him.
“I’m wondering if you do dress like this to, indeed, please someone else.”
“Those are men’s clothes,” he pointed out, his voice growing hard. “Used men’s clothes. Whose are they? Are they all Damon’s?”
Banks was my last name. I liked it because I thought I’d get more respect sounding less like a woman, and my father preferred it because he hated my first name.
And then I saw him shift in his seat and look up, eyeing me. “Is he kidding?” He pointed the tip of his pen to a bullet point on the contract, something about making sure Vanessa had children in a timely manner.
“So, it’s that easy in your world, huh?” he asked, keeping his voice just between us. “Just give one person to another person?”
I was given to him until the wedding, wasn’t I?
“It would be interesting to find out how that happened. What use a woman could be to a house full of men, I wonder.”
Damon liked her energy. Didn’t like that she wouldn’t do everything he wanted, though.
You said you wanted to be hunted. God, why had I thought of that after all this time? I almost closed my eyes at the memory. His smell, his mouth, his body pressing into mine . . . He was as cold as ice all the time.
Part of me knew everything my brain told me was true. Men would hurt me, use me, and throw me away, blah, blah, blah.
“I’d like to strip you down and bury my tongue between your legs.”
Threesome. I swallowed the lump in my throat. I’d known about it, but I didn’t need reminders of it.
“You’re not sick.” He remained on the wall, looking me up and down. “You’re turned on.”
I closed my eyes for a split second, trying to push away the need building between my legs. I wanted to be touched. I wanted these clothes off. I wanted his full attention on a bed somewhere. I didn’t care where. He felt so good, and I remembered. Everything was still so clear.
“Keep looking at me like that,” Kai spoke up, “and we’re going to have problems.”
“You and me in that tower, my hands on you, just feeling you. Remember that?”