Page 140 of Savage Throne
Violated.
I felt violated.
My lungs seized, my chest locked tight as if invisible chains had wrapped around me, holding me hostage in my own body.
He knew I had the guns the whole time. Fuck. He would have been ready.
My heart slammed against my ribcage, desperate to escape, to run, to dosomething—but all I could do was stand there, helpless under his hands.
He pulled the guns from my pockets.
The smirk on his lips deepened.
“Leo.” My voice trembled. “Please, give them back. I feel safe with the guns on me—”
“Shh. I’m here. Later, Lei will be next to you too. You will be safe.”
“Still, there’s no need for me tonothave them—”
“No one will have weapons at this battle besides Lei and me. Also, we wouldn’t want any accidents tonight, would we?” He turned the guns over in his hands, inspecting them like a prize as my heart shattered in my chest.
He knew the whole fucking time. Goddamn sicko.
My desperate attempt to level the playing field had been nothing but a child’s game to him.
The hope I’d clung to—that small, fragile sliver—crumbled into dust.
He set the guns on the bed.
I tried one last time. “I’myourlittle monster.”
He looked up at me.
“You don’t trust me, whenyoucreated me?”
“I don’t because now I’m starting to understand that I didtoogood of a job of making you into a monster. Tell me this.” He leaned his head to the side. “Were you going to use these bullets on me?”
I gritted my teeth.
“Then, no I don’t trust you. And by the way. . .” He slipped his gaze across my body. “You shouldn’t trust me either.”
His words were a blade, slicing through the last of my defenses.
“That’s enough.” Song’s voice shattered the moment like glass.
Leo stepped back just enough to give me space to move but his eyes stayed on me, pinning me in place. “Are you ready now, Mountain Mistress?”
I wanted to scream.
I wanted to tear the guns off the bed and point them straight at his smug, untouchable face.
But I didn’t.
Because in that moment, I knew that Leo had already wonthisround.
He had stripped me bare, violated my last shred of control, and left me shaking.
Song was still watching him with a mixture of anger and disgust, his fists clenched like he was seconds away from throwing a punch. “We don’t have time for your games, brother.”
