Page 52 of Pushed Through The Dark
Throwing up his arms, Knox's voice was low. "What's wrong? You don't want to share your whore? She is just a whore, Koa. I mean fuck, you're so selfish you wasted a fucking bullet for her."
Koa pulled his arm back, letting it go in his face. Knox's head snapped back as he let out a grunt, reaching up to cup his nose.
Throwing his hand up, he grabbed Knox by the throat. Squeezing hard, Knox's eyes bulged from his head. "You don't get to fucking touch her. No one gets to fucking touch her. Understand me?"
Knox shook his head eagerly, raking Koa's hands around his throat, trying to breathe.
I won't lie. I liked seeing him like that. I enjoyed watching him feel what I felt when his hand was clasped around my neck. I liked seeing the fear in his eyes, the same terror I felt when I couldn't breathe.
"Good," Koa said through clenched teeth as he leaned in closer. "I don't give a shit if we're brothers, next time, I'll fucking kill you." Casting him backward out the door, Knox fell to his ass. "Now get the fuck out. I can't even fucking look at you."
Koa stood firm, his muscles thick and bulging as he put himself between his brother and me. His eyes were on Knox, watching him as he stepped backward out the door, wiping the bloody trail pouring out of his nose.
The two men stared at each other. Knox's lips curled up, nostrils flaring wide. "You're going to regret this. I hope you know that." He pointed a finger at Koa's face. "You're fucking done." Shaking his head, he stormed off.
Koa waited in the doorway for a few minutes. His entire body was still clenched and stiff.
Turning to face me, he walked to my side and reached down, scooping me up in his arms easily. "Are you alright?"
"I'm okay."
"He didn't. . ." His voice trailed off as he searched my eyes.
"No, I'm okay."
"That fucking asshole. I had no idea, minx, I swear."
My eyes steadied on his, and I finally see him.
He wasn't like his brother. He wasn't like Virgo or any of the men that had been given passage to me without consent.
He wasn't there to hurt me or sell me or make me suffer. He was Koa. He was my savior. He was a long lost wish I thought went unheard.
"Aubrey."
"What?" he asked, arching a brow.
"My name is Aubrey."
