Shit! Shit!
Standing, he doesn’t offer me his hand, and I watch as he wipes at his lips.
Is that red lipstick stained on them?
Fuck! What do I care?
As soon as we push out the door, we walk down the street to where I see his car waiting. The minute we reach it, he opens the door and instructs me to get in, which I do, and he follows. Atlas is quiet for the entire drive home.
Once we finally reach my house, which is outside of the city, I am more than thankful to get out and away from him, except he follows me to my door. I unlock it and turn to him, but before I can say a word, I’m being pushed inside, his hand going to my waist as he shoves me to the nearest wall, my back hitting it hard.
“Who the fuck do you think you are?” His stormy amber eyes search mine.
Chapter Eleven
Atlas
I have been gentle when there has been no need for it. I have been patient, and I don’t even fucking know why. It’s not like she deserves it, and if she was any other woman, I would not be gentle nor patient. She would do as I ask with no questions.
But not her, not Theadora.
My hands grip her tiny waist as I hold her to the wall, her blue eyes, which shine so fucking bright, bore into me.
Have you ever looked at the sky and thought, what a fucking beautiful blue?
Well, that’s her eyes.
Not an ocean blue, like I first thought.
“Wh… what,” she stutters, her back against the wall, my hands unable to move from her hips.
“Who do you think you are?” I ask again, my hips moving forward close enough to touch her.
“I don’t understand.”
My head shakes. “That man you just threatened is a customer, and a good one. You were seen with me. So, he knows you are one of mine.” Her eyes go wide at my words. “Maybe I should make it up to him and give you to him as a gift.” Now my body touches hers, and despite her being shocked and angry, her cheeks flush.
Her hands lift and push against my chest, and I take a step back. “That shit wasn’t a part of our deal. I am not a whore.”
My free hand reaches up and strokes her face while she sucks in a deep breath.
“But you would be a perfect whore.”
Her eyes go wide at my words, and I see a little break there, the way the brightness that was shining seems lost now.
“How much longer am I expected to do this?”
I turn to look at her. “Until the debt is paid.”
“I’ll get a loan and pay back what’s left. How much?”
“You accepted the agreement. You will continue to work it off as I see fit. Until then, don’t question me.”
Her eyes thin and her lips scrunch. “You are a real asshole. You know that, right?”
She isn’t telling me anything new. I don’t plan on being her friend, but she’s pushing every damn available button I have. Never have I let a woman speak to me, or disrespect those I am in business with, the way she does.
“Nothing to say? That means you know it.” Her head drops as she tries to give me her best ‘fuck you’ face. “Give. Me. My. Sister. You are making me your bitch, the least you can do is give me Lucy back.”
I smirk, that’s not happening.
“So, that gets a reaction from you.” She clenches her hands. I think she is about to walk off and shut the door when she turns back around to face me. “Stop sending me dresses, it’s inappropriate.” Theadora turns her nose up at me as I take a step back.
“If I knew you wouldn’t come to an event dressed like a slob like every other time I have seen you out of this house, I would stop. But I have an appearance to keep up, and you don’t meet those standards without appropriate attire.”.
Her mouth drops open, she slams the door shut in my face, and I smile before I turn to leave.
“And how is the lady in pink going?” Benji asks. He sits down at my desk, kicks his feet up as if he owns the fucking place.
“Fine.”
“Please, tell me more. Have you fucked her yet, or even tried?”
I look up at him and eye his feet, he removes them with a chuckle.
“I’ll take that as a no. I feel she may be an exception to your possibilities. I mean, you get pussy just by looking at chicks, but this one… she is different, that’s for sure.”
“I don’t give a fuck how different she is, as long as she serves her purpose.”
“And what purpose is that? Because from what I can see, you are getting her to do sweet fuck all. You don’t need spies, let’s be real, Atlas. Only someone very stupid would betray you.”