Page 89 of Wanted By a King

With panicked eyes Zoe snaps her gaze to me, but it’s Rocco who speaks.

“Munroe. Please take Cilla’s turn since she hasn’t been able to deliver the correct blow.”

“W-what?” Cilla asks, tears popping from her eyes as she shuffles on the spot. “I-I slapped her.”

“It wasn’t good enough. Sit down!” Rocco bellows and Cilla whimpers and scurries away like a timid mouse.

Munroe, one of the biggest fuckers in the club, strides up to stand in front of Alana, towering over her.

“Gray?” Zoe says my name like I can do something to stop this, but I can’t. No one can.

“Sorry Alana. I do this with love as well.” Then he slaps her so hard that she is thrown sideways before crashing to the ground.

“Get away from her!” Zoe screams, shoving Munroe in the chest, but the big tree trunk of a man doesn’t budge, looking down at Zoe as she tries again.

When she starts punching his chest, he shoots me a raised brow, and I dart forward and wrap my arms around Zoe’s waist, dragging her back. She ignores me though, instead directing her snarl to Rocco.

“That was too much!” she screams and Rocco shakes his head.

“Get your Cunts in line then, Zoe. Make sure they fucking deliver so my men don’t have to pick up the slack.”

Zoe hisses at him and shoves my arms off her before addressing the women.

“Don’t any of you let Alana down by being a fucking pussy.” She points in Alana’s direction who is dragging herself up off the floor. “You slap her, and you slap her hard. This is not about you. It is about her, and you aren’t doing her any favors by being soft!”

Fuck.

This version of Zoe has me instantly hard, and when I see the women nod at her, I’m instantly proud.

“Sasha, you’re next.”

Sasha delivers a good slap, and afterward she leans in and kisses Alana’s other cheek before giving her a hug.

A few more of the Cunts step up when Zoe calls them to dish out their slapping, and when there’s only one left, Zoe looks almost relieved.

“Izzy. You’re up.”

Izzy, who looks like a scared skittish cat, approaches Alana, and even though her swing is wide, the delivery is nothing but a fucking pat.

Alana’s eyes go wide and Zoe gasps as Rocco sits up in his seat, ready to call one of the Kings to re-take Izzy’s turn.

“No!” Zoe yells, pointing a finger at Rocco. “She will do it again, and she will do it right.”

“That’s not the rules, Zoe.” Rocco chuckles and Zoe sneers.

“I said fucking NO!” Then turning to Izzy who is still facing Alana, she gets up close and yells in her face. “Do you want another man to slap her?!”

“N-no,” Izzy whimpers.

“Then fucking slap her!” Zoe yells and Izzy tries again, but it’s only slightly harder than before.

“Slasher!” Rocco bellows, calling a King up to do the job right, but Zoe turns her furious glare to both men, holding a stern finger up.

“I said NO! Stay the fuck away from her.” Then back to Izzy she screams. “You are strong Izzy. You can do this. Don’t let Alana down. Fucking slap her!”

The slap is audible, throwing Alana’s head to the side and Slasher halts from standing from his chair, directing a questioning look toward our Prez.

“I approve.” Rocco announces, and everyone’s shoulders fucking drop in relief.

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