All Chapters of Property of Reaper King: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I walked into the meeting room. The elders in the room didn’t notice me. How could they? They were all fuming at something that Blake had said. “What exactly are you thinking? Bringing her here?! Have you ever considered that she has an evil plan for you?!”“What is this plan? Tell us. If we can help then we might!”As I set the files in front of Blake, he took the rag off his eyes to look at them then at me. He smiled and made sure he was thumb brushing my wrist before I could pull away before he said, “All of you get out.”I swallowed though I didn’t let it show. “Be nicer.”He smiled. I knew instantly he didn’t want to be nicer. He wanted to pin me on the table the way his father would. Fuck me. Pull my hair so they could all see the tears streaming down my eyes while I shuddered all on him. It was never going to happen. I turned to the elders and bowed. My voice held not a drop of my accent as I said, “The president will be going on a break. Whatever questions you might like t

“You could have used the car we sent you.” Margot’s voice was cold as she pressed a card into the elevator. It opened. We walked in. “Or worn the… outfits we sent.” I smiled as I entered, my hand wrapped tightly around Chrissy’s. “What’s wrong with what we’re wearing?” I knew what she wanted to say but she wouldn’t say it. Not someone like her. I turned to look at Chrissy, “She might sound like an ice queen but she’s sort of sweet.” “That is not going to work, Miss Calloway?” I turned. My head rested on the elevator walls, a smile on my face. “What isn’t? A compliment?” “You shouldn’t have come if you weren’t going to take this seriously.” She looked at me. Her glasses were still on even now. Still, she looked gorgeous in her dress. “This is a very important meeting for him.” “And?” “And?” She raised an eyebrow. “I promised I would come so I did. That’s all this is.” I shrugged. “He knows who I am and if he’s inviting me under these conditions knowing fully well he’s m

The first guard walked to me with a baton. I moved out of the way, ducking before I hit him right on the neck. He crumpled easily and I grabbed his head and smashed on the fountain. More guards followed. I blocked as many as I could, each bit digging into my bones but I didn’t stop. Rain fell which jammed my gun but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. “Could you bring me the packet there, little wolf?” My mother’s voice played in my head, her voice low. I screamed as I ducked again, reaching for the knife strapped to the dead guard's thigh and without thinking, I swung and slashed the guard’s thigh closest to me. He howled, stumbling back, and I used his momentum to drive my knee into his groin. He folded. I kicked him in the face and he stopped moving.Three down.More were coming. I could hear them shouting, boots splashing through puddles, guns being raised.“Call someone, baby. Go. Go. Call someone. Or are you gonna keep being a liability to me?”“Shut up,” I whispered. “Shut up

“Is she gonna be okay?” Samantha's voice was soft, hesitant. She stood in the doorway of the cabin, wrapped in one of my sweaters, her hair pulled back. She looked at my closed bedroom door. “She'll be fine,” I said instead. Samantha didn't look convinced. “Do you want me to make her something? Tea? Soup?”“She won't eat.”“Decker—”“She won't.” I turned from the window. The rain had stopped, but the sky was still dark. “She needs her space.”Especially from you. Samantha's eyes moved to the blood on my shirt. My hands then she said quietly, “You're bleeding,”“It’s her blood.”“Let me—”“No.”She flinched. I hadn't meant to snap. Especially not at her. Samantha had done everything she could not to be a burden here. She knew Remy didn’t like her and I didn’t speak much but it didn’t stop her from wanting to help as much as she could. The house was spotless, there was always food on the table and she was always ready to help. But every nerve in my body was wired to that closed

My body throbbed with pain, every move I made ached, but it didn’t matter. Not when Decker was finally hovering over me, his grey eyes staring down at me like I wasn’t a liability but the brightest star he had ever seen. “Aren’t you going to kiss me?”“I want to get a good look at you.”“Why?”“I never get to.”That was it. That was his answer. Yet, my whole body was burning just from his gaze alone. I reached for his chest, half expecting him to pull me away. He didn’t. The second I felt his ripped muscles underneath, my pussy suddenly started throbbing. I reached for the hem of his shirt. He reached for my hand. “No.”“No?”“No,” He repeated. “Raise your hands.”I didn’t trust him. I didn’t want to. But I did. The moment I did so, he helped pull the shirt I had changed into off my body. I’d taken off my bra and panties so all that was left was my body. All of a sudden, I remembered the previous bruises I had. And the ones I’d taken today. It hit me like a train how I’d somehow c