Page 61 of Cunning Vows


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“You seem to be in a mood today,” he says casually.

I cock an insincere smile. This man has done nothing but patronize me for the past few months, and now he’s giving me the cold shoulder. Why? Because I shot a few bullets at his car? Boo-fucking-hoo. Buy a new one.

“You have no idea. We need to talk,” I say.

He grabs me and tugs me onto his lap, his hand wrapping around my throat. “You need to stay for dessert first.”

“So many promises with such little follow through,” I spit. But my core floods from his scent and touch. All my wrath and fury begin to slip, but I cling to them desperately because they’re the only things I feel safe in. And River brings up unknown feelings and desires.

River addresses the table. “I shouldn’t have to repeat myself, but if anyone is to go near this woman, I’ll feed you to my dogs,” he growls out.

I lean in to whisper in his ear, “It’s a bit of a lame threat, considering you don’t even have dogs.”

“I do have dogs, actually. They arrived last week,” he says. “And I don’t need to hear lame threats coming from you, someone who just promised to bite someone’s lips off.”

“Wait, so you do have dogs?” I ask.

“Are you joking?” he asks me. “Are you really fucking joking right now? That’s what gets you to smile? My fucking dogs?”

I school my features. I had no idea I was even smiling at him. This is bad, yet I find myself saying, “Yes, I love dogs.”

Fuck, what is this man doing to me?

I remove his hand from around my throat, missing the touch, but I need to claim my power again. I came in here planning to wreak havoc, yet I’m sitting on his lap like some kind of fucking good girl. Yet there’s something comfortable in it that I don’t understand.

“We need to talk,” I tell him again.

“You can wait until we’ve had dessert.”

Fine, if he won’t do as I say, then I’ll give him no other choice but to excuse himself.

I pin Amanza with a stare. “Hi, Amanza, have you fucked River lately?”

She chokes on her drink again and stares at me wide-eyed.

“You can answer truthfully,” I say to her. “I promise I won’t go crazy.” I make a cross sign over my heart at the words. She just eyes me like I’m crazy.

Okay, maybe I am a little crazy.

“No secrets among this table, right? Because people get killed for that, don’t they?” I say pointedly to River.

“Anya, I know what you’re doing,” River says.

“I’m just asking a question, girl to girl. Have you two fucked yet?”

“No. No, we have not.” She shakes her head. “You’re a bit of a bitch, aren’t you?”

I laugh, surprised that this little mouse actually has a backbone. “I’ve been called worse. Just so you know, you can have him. He’s been giving me nothing but limp dick vibes.”

River’s hand goes to my pussy and he grabs me there, hard. “Do you really think of yourself as a clever girl for saying these things in front of my men?”

My body rolls into his touch, grateful for the thin fabric I wore today. I realize, despite how angry I am at him, I have to fuck River Bently. I need him out of my system so I can put a bullet through his brains for the havoc he’s causing me.

“Do you think you can just give me away?” he says into my ear, and the others at the table avert their gazes.

“Well, since you aren’t fucking me, I guessed you were getting it elsewhere.”

“Oh, we’re going to fuck, Red. You still have a debt that’s owed,” he growls.

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