This Isn't You, Baby (War & Peace Book 4)

Author:K Webster [Webster, K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: War & Peace Series, #4
Publisher: K Webster
Published: 2016-10-24T21:00:00+00:00

I’d imagined he’d wanted to show me his tongue or something. Instead, he dragged me back into the house and took me to a locked basement.

“Are you going to lock me in your dungeon until I say yes to having your little tiger cubs?” I question.

He chuckles as he guides me down the dim stairway. “I’m going to show you my man cave.” His fingers thread with mine, and I take comfort in his touch. A week ago, I’d have been terrified to willingly go into a dark basement with Duvan Rojas. Now, I’m wondering if there’ll be a bed for him to fuck me on. “Besides,” he says in a smug tone. “You won’t have to say yes. It’ll just happen.”

I roll my eyes at his sure tone but don’t hate the idea of having a child with him. It’s progress I suppose. I just didn’t expect it so soon.

Once we reach the bottom, he turns on another light. The smell of chlorine stings the inside of my nose and curiosity has me looking past him to find where it’s coming from. On the far wall are three large, solid metal safes. They are surrounded by glass and a door fitted with a keypad.

“King Duvan is 007?” I say with a laugh and skim my fingers along the steaming water of the hot tub that bubbles in the center of the room. The left wall is a gigantic sectional sofa and on the right wall are cabinets, a refrigerator, and a sink. “This isn’t a man cave, it’s a bat cave!”

He shakes his head. “Have a seat.”

I plop down on the comfortable sofa. He enters in a code that he doesn’t try to hide from me and I watch as he opens the safe on the left. Inside is filled with blocks of powder. His product. And many prescription pill bottles. He gathers armfuls of stuff and then comes back into the room.

“What’s all that? Are you trying to kill me?”

His eyes turn black and he shakes his head. “I would never hurt you. Nobody will ever touch you.”

The earnest tone with which he says these words has me swallowing down my unease. “Okay.”

He relaxes and holds a baggie to me. “This is our premium coke. Our cash cow, if you will. We make a fuck ton of money off the production and sale of this shit.” His finger dips into the bag and then he tastes it. “You can tell the quality of cocaine just by tasting it.”

His finger is once again coated with the dust but this time, he holds it to me. I narrow my eyes at him in question, but he simply nods for me to mimic him. Flicking my tongue out, I taste the bitter powder.

“Yuck.”

He laughs. “You weren’t complaining about it last night.”

“That was different.”

“Want a bump?”

The rush from last night is still fresh in my mind. I give him a small nod, and he hands me the little baggie. Like yesterday, I use my fingernail to scoop a bit of the powder up.

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