Damaged Queen (Darkness Within Duet 2)

Tillie was demanding his presence at her sex dungeon, and an MC deal had gone in the crapper.

All in all, he wasn’t ready to deal with Harper or what she wanted to talk about. He had his own problems, and they didn’t include her.

“Where are we going?”

“First, we’re going shopping. I looked at your clothes and they’re all crap.”

“Hey, don’t talk about my clothes like that. They have feelings too.”

“No, the person that wears them has feelings.”

“Exactly, and this person is a little pissed off right now.”

“And I don’t give a shit. Get ready. We leave in ten minutes.”

“Hold on a minute,” Harper said. “You’re going to come in here after three days, making demands, and I don’t even get a ‘Hi, Harper’?”

“Hi, Harper. Get your shit together.”

“Draven.”

“Not fucking now. Do you really think I’ve got time for all of this girly shit right now? I’ve got things to do, and it doesn’t involve holding your hand. Get ready.”

He slammed the door closed and didn’t look back.

The guards stayed silent as he stalked past them. He went to his car, climbed behind the wheel, and waited for Harper to arrive. She didn’t keep him waiting long.

She didn’t change out of the sweatpants and shirt, and her hair looked like it hadn’t seen a brush. She slammed the car door closed.

He didn’t care. Pulling off the drive, he headed in the direction of the city.

“We’re leaving Stonewall?”

“Yes.”

“Where’s Axel?”

“None of your business.”

“You’ve not seen him? Heard from him?”

“Nope. He’s doing whatever he wants to do.”

“Do you know he was screwing my boss? Was he supposed to be doing Stephanie? She was a good woman. A nice woman. A little naive when it came to men, but I don’t want her hurt.”

“Harper, the only reason Axel was there was to get an easy fuck. The fact you were working there was a mere coincidence, nothing more.”

“Are you going to tell me why you’re in a pissy mood?”

“Nope.”

“What are we doing then?”

“We are going shopping. Then afterward, we’re going to have some fun.”

“All out of Stonewall?”

“I’m not trapped there, Harper. If you want to stay there, be my fucking guest and go back there. I’ve got other things to do.” He brought the car to an abrupt stop.

“I’m good.”

“Seriously, I’m not in the fucking mood for whatever bullshit you’re playing.”

“I’m not playing any bullshit, Draven. I just, it has been three days.”

“Is your pussy missing me?” He knew he was being a prick, but right now, he didn’t want to be anything else.

“Why are you being a prick?”

“I want to have some fun, babe. You want to make this hard, then you can go back to the cells. I’ll gladly put you there, or are you going to prove to me that you’re loyal to me?”

“I’m ready to have some fun.” She stayed looking at straight ahead but not at him.

He wouldn’t allow her to put on music. The drive helped him to unwind.

After a few minutes, Harper leaned back, and she fell asleep. The silence was a welcome reprieve from the darkness swirling inside him. One of the jobs he had to deal with was a girl. She’d been taken off the street and put in one of the brothels he owned. She didn’t last a weekend. A couple of clients decided to use her as a punching bag, and Draven had to clean up the mess.

The men were two well-known businessmen, and he was already working on dealing with them.

“Pussy is all around you, son. You got to learn to cut yourself off. They earn a living. They could be on the streets, but they’re not. They get tested regularly, and they take cock. Expensive cock. You want to be weak, cry for them. You’ll dig your own grave.”

Draven ran a hand down his face, trying to clear the disgust from his mind. His hands shook, and he gripped the steering wheel even tighter.

He shouldn’t care.

But he did.

For a long time, he’d cut off all feeling, all caring for anything and everything. He didn’t give a shit about anyone or anything.

A few weeks of Harper in his life and the rage that bubbled within him threatened to spill out and completely destroy him.

Harper let out a moan and turned over. He glanced over at her, and she looked so peaceful in sleep. So beautiful and innocent.

He thought about what they did on the pool table, seeing his cum spill from inside her.

It turned him on knowing there was nothing between them. She belonged to him just as he belonged to her.

He was falling again. He had to stop that shit.

She didn’t want any more punishments, and yet, could he trust her?

According to the guards, she made no attempt to escape. She always stayed within the grounds and didn’t even try to tempt them to leave.