Page 196 of Savage Throne
I glanced at the crowd and saw that Moni, Chen, and Duck hadn’t arrived yet—but Dima was there. He was the only man who rose from his seat, clearly pissed off at what Leo was doing to our best friend’s dead body.
Don’t worry, Dima. I’ve got it.
I put my view back on my father.
“There,” He zipped himself back up. “Much better.”
I didn’t move.
I didn’t speak.
I just stared at him, my breath steady and my mind calm.
More people must have streamed into the stands because even more murmurs rose in the air. It was a rippling hum of excitement and dread.
My father sneered at me. “Did I raise a coward? A man who won’t even protect the honor of those he supposedly cared for?”
I didn’t answer.
Words were pointless now.
He wanted a reaction, but all he got was silence.
Frustration flickered across his face.
I took one step forward, taunting him.
The crowd hushed.
Frowning, he moved his view to the stands. “Hmmm. Finally.”
I didn’t look.
I didn’t need to.
The slight curve of his mouth, the cruel glint in his eye, and the way he nodded almost imperceptibly told me everything I needed to know.
Moni.
She was here now.
The thought of her in the stands, exposed, vulnerable, set my blood humming but I forced myself to stay still.
My father was a master manipulator. He thrived on moments like these, twisting the knife where it hurt most.
Stay focused.
“When I kill you, son,” he raised his voice so the crowd could hear “I will finally give Monique the orgasms she deserves.”
My pulse pounded.
Ignore it. This is what he wants.
“The way I will make her moan.” He licked his lips.
Unable to help myself, I snapped. “She wouldn’t let you touch her.”
My father’s grin widened. “She wouldn’t have a choice. Asmynew Mountain Mistress, she’ll take my cock anytime I want to fill her with it.”
