Page 46 of The Devil's Heir
I'm not sure if I have a death wish, but to some, hearing that there could be a hit out on your head would be disturbing and frightening—not to me. I say,let them come,and may the best man win.
Joesph chuckles, but it's not quite in amusement, more like condescending. "For someone who is dead set on conceiving an Heir, you sure don't seem like you care if thatBellezzalives or dies."
I study the older man as I take in his words, and something inside me twists. I hadn't even thought of my pauper. She's always safely tucked away in my home, but she hasn't even been with me for a whole week; I'm still getting used to the fact that I even have her with me.
After discussing a few more business topics, I take my leave and head back home. I've been away for far too long, and it's time I take action where my pauper is concerned. I won't give in to everything, but I can concede on a few. I told Liliana that she is important in my household, yet I haven't quite given her the chance to act like the lady of the Falcon Estate or, as Lonzo would say, mydonna.It's about time I changed that.
TWENTY-FIVE
Liliana
I haven't been summoned by the devil or seen him around the mansion in days. Ever since that day he fuckedthatwoman right beside me and then filled me with his seed through a syringe, I've stayed in my room. It wasn't until this morning that I learned Jarek hadn't been home. Jackson talked me into leaving my room and showed me where the library and the media room were located. He, of course, disappeared soon after ensuring I was okay on my own.
I know he has other work to do, and how fun can it be babysitting boring ole me? I thanked him and then headed for the library; I've been here ever since. It's been a quiet afternoon, and when I hear the door open, I assume it's Jackson bringing me a snack because I've missed lunch, but it's not. I don't know the woman who's sauntering toward me, wearing a grimace.
Is this another one of Jarek's submissives?
"Hello. I'm Liliana," I start by being cordial, but it's apparent that she doesn't care to know who I am.
"Did I ask?" She looks me up and down with disgust on her face. "I don't care to know Jarek's whores. What I do want to know is why you're inmylibrary?"
"Oh? Well, you see, Jackson brought me here and told me I could use it anytime. I was also told by Jarek himself, that I'm in charge of the household when he isn't around. So, if you don't mind me asking, who the hell are you?"
I tried being nice, but she must not know the concept, so I'll stoop to her level.
"How dare you speak to me that way? I am in charge of this family until Jarek inherits it all, and youwilllisten to me!"
Ah, I've ruffled her feathers—good. I don't know who this bitch is, and at this point, I don't really care.
"I'm sorry, but I only take orders from Jarek. Whether he takes orders from you or someone else that's none of my business. I'm here to do a job, and that's what I'm going to do. I'm sure thatifyou were important, Jarek would have told me about you."
The woman crosses her arms and moves closer to me. "Oh, you're going to be a real problem, I see."
"No. Stay away from me, and we will be just fine."
She jerks back as if I've slapped her. "Why, you little bitch!"
When she starts to come for me, I stand from the chair I've been sitting in and hold my hand out to stop her while my other hand goes to my stomach.
"I wouldn't if I were you. Jarek's been pumping me full of seed since I arrived, and I could be carrying his child already."
I know it isn't possible because I'm due to get my period in the next day or two. I haven't been ovulating for some time, so all those little boys and girls the devil's released in me were for nothing. I'm not going to tell this woman that, though. She's been trying to intimidate me ever since she walked in, and it hasn't worked, but then the next words out of her mouth have me questioning just how sane this bitch really is.
"Do you think I care about the brat you carry? If anything, it's more of a hindrance to me. I'd be happy if you never got knocked up…"
Her words ring loud in my ears. Who the hell is this woman? Could she be an ally of mine? Maybe she can help it so I don't get pregnant.
"Again, I ask, who are you?" I raise my brow at her.
"I'm Carmen Falcon, Jarek's aunt."
A throat clears, and Jackson walks into the room carrying a tray and some tea. "Miss Liliana, since you missed lunch, I took it upon myself to bring you a little something."
"Thank you, Jackson. That was very kind of you."
"I think the whore can fetch her own food. You are too busy to be stopping just to tend to her needs." Carmen sneers at my friend.
Jackson's spine straightens, and he turns toward Carmen. "I am following strict orders frommyboss. I am to ensure that Liliana is fed and well cared for when Mr. Falcon isn't around.Sheis my job for the time being."
