The Billionaire's Bargain
“She had to go back to work, or you sent her packing, asshole. I said it again. What the fuck are you going to do about it?”
I punched him. Hard.
He reeled back, then came right for me, slamming his fist into my jaw.
The world rang. The pain was bright and sharp.
Ryuji’s cane slammed against the ground. The sound echoed.
“Enough,” he said sharply. “You bleed in my dungeon, as my prisoners, if you’d really like to be one, I dare the next person to square the next punch and find out how the man that just died felt.”
We stopped, our breathing hard. My mouth tasted like copper.
Hot Chapters