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Chapter 29

Lucian

When Haylee and I returned home, her cold exterior didn’t drop that she had after we travelled to the bay for the dinner. Even the next morning in the hotel room, she was cold and distance.

A visiting charter was in town, and Haylee was still giving me the cold shoulder. She hadn’t come near me all night, or really since the accident at my family’s gathering. We hadn’t had sex. I was basically suffering from blue balls, and I couldn’t bring myself to touch her yet. But I was getting desperate and desperate times call for desperate measures. I couldn’t bring myself to rape her. Though she would have sex with me willingly, I knew she wouldn’t enjoy it.

So, I held back.

The boys and I were playing cards, and you would think I’d be winning considering my usual ability to read poker, but I wasn’t. My eyes and attention were on Haylee, who was talking to the club bitches.

I was suffering so badly. Not just by the blue balls, but by watching man after man from the visiting charter hit on Haylee. The last two night had been the craziest—every asshole from the visiting charter had tried coming on to her. With every drink they gave her, I knew they were hoping to get inside her. But she was good with her liquor and held it well.

Every time one made a move on her, my boys would look at me, waiting for me to snap. And so far, I hadn’t. But the man hitting on her now was testing my limits. I saw him grab her ass, and that was it—I snapped, throwing the cards down, showing my hand, and storming towards them.

Haylee had entertained them. She brushed them all off but this time, one of the bastards touched her. They touched what was mine. I couldn’t stop the growl as I saw him feel her up.

I knew she could handle herself, but my manhood wanted to throw him down and prove to her that I looked after my property. And I did just that.

He didn’t see it coming. He didn’t see my rage burst, but it had.

“Touch her again, and I’ll cut off ya fucking hand,” I growled, and it didn’t help that Haylee was wearing something that made my blue balls basically black. She had me needing a fix, and I knew I couldn’t last any longer without her. The guy took his hand off her and backed away quickly.

“Now,” I said the one word, and she knew what I wanted. She placed her glass down and walked off with a sway to her body as she headed to my bedroom.

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