56 Fucking Whore (1/2)

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Grabbing the back of her neck, I held her firmly in my hands. ”I told him I would bring you back, and that's what I'm doing.”

Jessie's lashes swept up as she blinked, her eyes studying me with piercing scrutiny. ”You really are a cold-blooded asshole.”

”No, I'm a man of my word.” Marching her forward, her legs were sluggish. ”I just need you to open your ears and listen.”

”Oh, I hear you just fine. And I think you're a fucking coward.”

”A coward, huh?” Chuckling, I squeezed her neck tighter. ”And why's that?”

”Because this isn't who you are. I know it's not, you're not this person.”

”I already told you who I am, so what the hell makes you think that I'm anything different?”

Swallowing hard, Jessie started to answer. ”You're eyes—”

”Welcome back,” Virgo called out as he opened the door, causing Jessie to stop talking instantly. Stepping out onto the large marble platform at the top of the stairs, his eyes watched us suspiciously as he slanted a heavy brow. ”How was my sweet girl last night?”

”I don't believe our agreement included details, Virgo.”

Leveling his eyes with mine, he crooked his lips. ”Well, I hope she was worth it for you. Come, sweet girl.” Waving his hand, he wanted her at his side.

”She's fine where she is,” I said, wrapping my arm around her neck and holding her close. ”I'd like to see she gets in safely.”

”Safely?” he asked as if he had no clue what I was referring to.