Page 12 of Wicked Debt


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“What were your instructions?” he asked.

His voice was calm, almost amused, not that it fooled me.

“Elias, I closed the deal. Terms are as we discussed. Payment will be arriving in another hour. And I’d like my commission then,” I said.

He shifted his body, turning his eyes, which were so dark they looked almost pupilless, on me.

“Fuck your commission. What were your instructions?” His voice was quieter now, all the more threatening for it.

“To close the deal and report back,” I said, not allowing my annoyance to seep into my voice.

Didn’t allow the little tendril of fear threading through my gut to show either.

“Exactly. Close the deal and report back. Not close the deal and fuck around at the restaurant,” he said.

“What I do with my time is none of your concern,” I said.

He turned, took one step, then another, and stopped.

“Your time? Your time?” he said.

He took another step, then stopped again. “You don’t have time. I have time, time that I sometimes graciously allow you to use. But in case you’ve forgotten the terms of our deal, Kayla, let me remind you. You owe a debt, and until that debt is paid, your time is mine. And I won’t have you wasting it, reminiscing about your past with some dickless asshole,” he said.

So Narek had told him who I was with.

I gave Elias a slow smile. “I can assure you, Todd is not dickless.”

He didn’t move, didn’t even breathe, and I could feel the weight of the moment.

Wondered why I had said that.

No, that wasn’t true.

I knew exactly why I had said that.

To get a reaction out of him, as childish as that was.

And I was getting what I asked for.

In that moment, I couldn’t help but remember my mama’s saying about a big mouth writing checks that your ass couldn’t cash.

I hoped I hadn’t done just that.

Elias still hadn’t moved, and I was too nervous to do so.

So I stared at him, waiting for the explosion that I could sense was brewing.

My emotions were all over the place, anticipation, fear, others that I didn’t want to acknowledge warring for dominance.

But still, as inappropriate as it was, I couldn’t stop myself from thinking back to Todd and the times that we’d been together.

How nice it was.

Nice.

That was a good word.

Sweet.

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