King's Toy (Merciless Kings Book 4) by Piper Stone

Author:Piper Stone
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2021-05-19T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Acadia

“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.”

Mary Oliver

Darkness.

Vincenzo spoke of it as if the concept was a living, breathing being, one capable of influencing a human life. Maybe that was the case in his world. He was a man riddled with inconsistencies. While I’d captured a moment of dazzling light from deep within him, the darkness always prevailed. If I didn’t know better, I’d say he was struggling with the ebb and flow of love and hate, good versus evil.

And he was losing the battle.

Then again, I didn’t really know him at all.

What I had learned had allowed me to dream about him all night long, the haunting visions remaining imbedded in the forefront of my mind. I’d been so confused after he’d sent me away, the man shutting down as if the emotions had been too much to bear. I’d allowed him to crawl into my mind, creating a few fleeting thoughts of romance.

Then he’d slammed the door shut.

Maybe I was nothing but a fool in trying to delve inside his mind. His constant reminders that I meant nothing to him should be enough incentive not to bother.

Then he continued to grant me a few fleeting moments where I hungered to remain near him, to find out if our connection was more than just chemistry on overload. Damn, the asshole was infuriating as hell.

When he’d walked inside the bedroom, standing in the doorway for at least three full minutes, I’d wanted nothing more than for him to crawl into bed, pulling me into his arms. My God. I was nuts. If I had to guess, I’d say the man never slept and if he did, he certainly kept his weapon in close proximity just in case his version of the boogeyman came a-calling.

I’d pretended like I was asleep, but I’d seen the expression on his face. I’d never seen a man so troubled in my life. Then he’d disappeared. I’d been left alone in the big ole house with no understanding of when or if he would return with just his soldiers to watch over me.

How could any woman live that way? I shuddered at the thought.

Me being me, I’d taken the time to search through his personal things, even standing in his closet and admiring his three dozen or so suits. All dark. All expensive. When I’d found an old tee shirt, the faded letters from Harvard embossed on the surface, I’d become even more intrigued. Then, like an idiot, I’d held the thick cotton against my face for a full minute, breathing in his intoxicating scent.

The lack of pictures was disturbing, except for one that I had a feeling was revered, the beautiful portrait-style photograph taken in a grand backyard, tropical flowers and shrubs the background, the most gorgeous green grass the forefront. It was easy to tell the picture was of his entire family, every brother sexy and debonair, the father just an older version, the man’s grin exactly like Vincenzo’s.

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