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“Handle it.”
Her eyebrow lifted slightly, and she tilted her head. “Dom, whatever it is… don’t kill her. Remember the bigger picture. This isn’t the time for anybody that close to El Blanca to die too. The Royal Cartel will for sure have the Feds swarming us.”
I glanced at her, half smirking. “You don’t trust her as far as you can smell her and neither do I.Fuck,I thought to myself. “I hate El Blanca introduced her into my life only complicating shit even more.”
“I don’t,” she said in a blunt tone, “but she’s not built for this. She’ll slip and break herself without you lifting a finger. Just… be smart about it,” she muttered. “But then again, she might be and even if she is, there is nothing we can do about that besides let whatever play out. Everything that happens is a part of the game. It’s the underworld baby.”
I nodded admiring her ass. “The King ain’t never worried.”
Carmen stepped closer, with her eyes locked on mine. “Dom.”
“Yeah?”
She placed her hand against my chest, right over my heart. “Be careful, no matter what you do. You have a child that will want to meet his father. I don’t like how everything feels. I can’t put my finger on it, I just don’t like it.”
I covered her hand with mine pressing it down gently. “I’ma be back soon. Get some rest.”
“I’ll try,” she replied.
I leaned down and kissed her forehead before walking out. My driver was already waiting in the garage, with the engine already on. I climbed in the backseat, shutting the door as two black SUVs fell in line behind us.
“Where to, boss?” my driver asked.
“Victoria’s condo,” I said. He nodded, and the car peeled out the garage with my shadows close behind us keeping a tight formation with my eyes locked on the city as it slid past the tinted glass.
My phone vibrated again with an alert from security confirming she was still there and they were waiting on me.Good,I thought.She wanted to run home, but home didn’t exist anymore for her unless she was ready to sit on that throne. I was far from green and she knew that. If anybody around me even thought for one second, wanted or expected that, they better go by something slow and green like a fucking turtle because it wasn’t Dominic Royal. However, before she went anywhere, I needed to see exactly where her head was at.
The truck ride over felt long even though we cut through traffic with ease. By the time we hit the elevator at her condo, I could damn near smell the tension in the environment. My head wasn’t on edge, because it never really was, since I always stayed focused. Carmen’s voice still sounded off in the back of my mind…“Whatever it is, don’t kill her.”
When the elevator doors opened, Luis met me halfway down the hall, with his eyes wide. “She been pacing for an hour, boss,” he said. “Her packed bags and shit by the door. She’s real jumpy too.”
“Good,” I told him. “That means she knows better than to try to move too fast. She would’ve had a bullet in her head before she could walk out the front door.”
I didn’t bother knocking. I twisted the knob and pushed the door open, stepping straight into that scent of vanilla andwine that followed Victoria everywhere she went. She was in the middle of the living room, with her heels off, her hair sleeked back, and walking in circles like a caged animal trying to find a way out.
Her head snapped up when she saw me walk in and for a second, her whole body froze like she’d seen a ghost. Then she repositioned her posture and lifted her chin. “I’m leaving,” she said. “I’m not asking either Dom, I’m going home. I have to be there for the funeral… for my uncle. You told me to decide by this morning and that’s my decision.”
I shut the door behind me, slow enough to make her nerves crazy. I didn’t say nothing at first. I just stared, letting her talk herself into a corner. “You done?” I finally asked.
She blinked with confusion showing across her face. “I’m serious, Dom. I need to go.”
“You don’tneedto do shit.” I stepped forward, closing the distance between us until I could see the pulse jump in her neck. “You think you calling shots now?”
“I’m not calling shots. I just…”
“You just forgot what side you on?” I interrupted, with my voice dropping lower.
Her lips parted open, but nothing came out. I could see it in her eyes she still felt that same pull towards me; in love with a man who technically didn’t do shit but save her while I was simply trying to do a job and obey El Blanca’s orders before I knew he was crossing me. I moved in closer slow enough for her to try to control her breath. The energy between us got thick and hot because it was that kind of energy that makes a person either fold or fight.
“You really wanna go back there?” I asked quietly. “You think they waiting to welcome you? You think they forgot who you stood next to when he died?” I asked. I could care less about what she thought, this was about me reading her mental.
Her throat tightened and she swallowed hard. “I can’t just stay here and act like I don’t care. He was my uncle and I do care. Nobody is against me at home, El Blanca was simply trying to teach me a lesson and while I am glad to have some kind of independency, I never wished death on him.”
“That’s your problem right there,” I said. “You care too fuckin’ much about people who wouldn’t piss on you if you were on fire, but I could care less. I’m a King, and sometimes King’s help people in need… just like you needed me to help you.” I reached up and slid a piece of her hair between my fingers watching her entire body stiffen up. Her pussy was probably throbbing so bad, she had to try to squeeze her thighs. That hair was soft and smelled like coconuts. I twisted it slow with my eyes still locked on hers, letting her know exactly who she was dealing with.
“You know what your problem is, Victoria?” I said, leaning in until my lips were inches from her ear. “You keep forgetting who saved your life.”
She shivered, once again trying to control her breathing. I brushed my finger down the side of her face, tracing her jawline until it rested under her chin, forcing her to look at me. “You was never built to lead,” I told her. “You was built to survive and you only still surviving ‘cause I let you.”
