chapter19

Chapter19

Beckham's POV

"Victoria stop." I turned my head the other way, my eyebrow furrowed in thought.

"Why? You hardly have time for me these days, what's bothering you." She rubbed my chest gently.

"Ugh." I didn't want to tell her personal matters but she was the closest to me at this moment.

"Is it about your son and his slave?"

My head instantly turned towards her, it was like she took those words out of my lips.

"Yes." I stated, not dropping the expression on my face.

"Darling…" she sat on my lap, her face was inches from mine.

"You should know how to handle that little slave of his." She placed her face on my chest and drew in my scent.

"It doesn't matter what anyone thinks, unless you've gone soft." Victoria's statement suddenly angered me and I grabbed her face, lifting her up while she winced in pain.

"I'm so_rry." She struggled to speak and only then did I release her.

"I suggest you behead her."

"No, no Victoria, that's too easy. I want her to die slowly and painfully ."