Chapter Seven
Killian
When Mike told me he was taking her to her apartment, I was annoyed. She lived in a rundown apartment according to the neighborhood. I was only minutes behind because there was no way in hell she would be safe. Something in my gut told me there was a bigger problem. The second she told me her roommate’s name, I knew she’d been played. Something didn’t add up and I wanted their heads.
Sending my right hand man, Joey a message, he pulled some strings and did some digging as I flew to my girl. She’d been upset and needed comforting, but unfortunately, getting rid of our enemies held a greater importance. By the time I had the details of what they had planned for my sensual yet innocent wife, I needed to seek my revenge.
I have to get out of town before I burn down everything Mendez has and kill everyone in his family. Sandra Mendez had sent my wife to that auction to get a large sum of money, and then when Magnolia returned with it, they had every intention of kidnapping her, stealing it, and then trafficking her off. That’s why the apartment had been cleared. Magnolia has no idea that she’s already been unenrolled in college, citing that she was having too hard of a time and couldn’t handle it. No one here would have looked for her. Her parents would have no idea what happened to her.
The weather isn’t any better than New York, and the wind is nearly just as brutal. Over two feet of snow had fallen a week earlier, so there were mounds everywhere, but the roads were clear to her parents’ ranch. I didn’t bring my entire security team, but I have several of my men who will be staying on the property with us. They have enough room for three other guests.
“So this is where you live,” I say, watching her grow more and more nervous the closer we get to our destination.
She turns to me with wide eyes and a blush on her face. “Um, yeah. It’s nothing like you’re used to,” she confesses. I hadn’t expected it to be, but I find that she’s nothing I expected. From the moment I locked eyes on her at the auction, I’d made up my mind that she was mine, and there wasn’t a soul that could tell me otherwise because my body and mind knew damn well what the truth was before I could even say it.
“I’m sure it will be fine, love.” I bring her hand to my lips and kiss it. “You’re worrying too much.”
“Well, it’s easy for you to say. If someone disagrees with you, you kill them.” She freezes and stares at me for a moment before pleading, “Please don’t do that here.”
“Of course not,” I say. Not her family, at least. Everyone else might be subject to meeting their maker. Then again, it’s the holiday season, so I might be generous. She gives me a side eye just as we pull into the driveway. “What? I’m serious. I won’t harm your family, even if they deserve it.”
“Thank you.” She kisses my cheek, and it takes all my willpower to stop from turning my head and claiming her lips, but then I see a man in a Carhart coat and jeans staring straight at us.
I tilt my head toward him and say, “I’m guessing that’s your father.”
“Oh God.”
I chuckle and say, “Relax, beautiful. Come on. I doubt he saw the innocent peck through the window. We’re in the backseat.” My driver opens the door, and I step out of the backseat and then take Magnolia’s hand.
“Maggie Pie, you’re home.” His brutal grimace turns into a smile as soon as he sees her face. I knew he couldn’t see her through our tints.
“Daddy,” she says, running up to him for a big hug. My men are on alert just in case there’s any trouble, but they have been warned that her family is off limits.
“Who is this?” he asks.
“Daddy, this is Killian King, my…” She freezes.
I step up and slide my hand against her waist. “I’m her husband.”
He scowls. “Excuse me—did I hear you correctly? Did you say you’re married?”
“Yes…” she drags out the one syllable.
“Wait, did you say Killian King, as in King Enterprises?” he asks.
“Yes, sir.” I hadn’t told Magnolia because the sale hadn’t gone through until we boarded the flight here and I didn’t know how she’d feel.
“You bought out my debt. Is that why you married him?”
“You were in debt?” Magnolia asks.
“I didn’t want to worry you. It’s not your burden, sweetheart, and you didn’t have to marry this man for it.”
“She didn’t. Now, if you would please invite us in, it would be nice. Your daughter is getting cold, and I’m not going to tolerate her discomfort. If you wish, we can discuss the debt later. However, I won’t allow my wife to be treated poorly; we can always stay in a hotel.”
Her father looks down at her to see her bunched up tightly at my side. “No, sorry. Maggie Pie, come in. Your mother is going to lose it, but she can’t wait to see you.”
We entered the house and a woman who looks like an older, redheaded version of my wife steps out of a hallway. “Oh, my sweet day. You’re here,” her mother cheers, coming toward us. She stops in her tracks to take me in.
“Dear, this is Killian King, Magnolia’s husband.”
“What?” Her eyes move to Magnolia’s waist and back up again. “Are you pregnant?”
“Not yet,” I answer. “Or at least that we know of. It’s a possibility.” My sweet, embarrassed wife nudges me in the ribs. I ignore the little gut check because it’s cute. “Don’t hurt yourself.”
“Everything happens quickly in New York, but you could have least told us.”
“I apologize, but we can have an official wedding later in the spring if you’d like.” Magnolia turns her head up to me with shock, lips parted, eyes wide. “Unless you don’t want that,” I added. It’s her choice either way. I kiss her forehead because I can’t resist. Damn, that sweet expression of wonder and surprise in her gaze turns me on so damn much that I’d love to bend her over and slam my fat cock inside her, but I promised to behave.
She shakes her head. “Um…no, I don’t.”
“Okay.”
“Well, please come in. May I offer you something to drink? Please tell me you’re staying for Christmas.”
“That would be wonderful, and yes, that is the plan if it is acceptable to you,” I say.
“We’d like to get to know more about your relationship.”
“Absolutely.” I wink. We both remove our coats.
“What about all of your security?”
“They can remain outside or in their vehicles for the time being.” I wasn’t going to impose on them just yet. They had plenty of room and my men could easily stay in their workhouses. I knew the layouts already. We had done research before we came.
“How many are there?” my father-in-law asked.
“Several have checked into the hotel, and two are with us here.”
“They can come in from the cold and stay in the sunroom. There is a television, and I believe there is at least one football game on right now.” Magnolia’s family was extremely inviting, and I appreciated it. Their kindness eased the tension and made it so I didn’t have to show my true colors.
“Thank you, Mrs. Hill. Where are your sons?”
“They are out doing some last-minute Christmas shopping. Boys.”
“Yes,” I nod. We linger in an uncomfortable silence, but then a timer goes off and Mrs. Hill excuses herself and Magnolia offers to help.
“Now that we’re alone, I know exactly who you are. I had someone look into your dealings. I don’t like you with my daughter, but you’re better than that last piece of shit she was dating.” Instantly, my attention is piqued. Who the fuck is the old boyfriend?
“Do tell.”
“I hated the little prick. He’s the reason she fled to New York.” I knew she had a reason and this fuck was it. I should thank him, but I wanted his head on a platter. “The little pussy cheated on her at prom of a places. He probably used my daughter and then moved on to the next girl as soon as he could.” I had every intention of behaving while I was here, but my sweet little Magnolia didn’t deserve to be treated that way.
“He’s a weak excuse for a man, but your daughter was too smart to be seduced by him.” I know because I bought and paid for my wife’s innocence and worshipped it. “What’s the little bitch’s name?”
“Joshua Simones.”
“As in the Simones who own the banking in the town and the surrounding area?”
“Yes. As you can see how things went south for us. A little mistake paperwork led to an audit an weeks of fees and taxes only to delay my work. Then I was forced to put the business on hold because they froze my assets only to release them after the audit revealed no errors, but I couldn’t tell her.” I thought things didn’t seem right when I looked into her family’s business. I wanted to know what I was walking into and my guy found out they were debt, but it was sudden. Their records before it were spotless and they were doing well. Then they were about to be bankrupt out of the blue.
“I understand and I assure you it will be dealt with, but I made a promise to Magnolia to behave this trip.” My hands ball into fists.
“I’m gone for one minute, and you look like you’re ready for war,” my wife says, stepping into the room with an apron on and I’m stiffer than a board.
“We weren’t doing anything but having a friendly father-son conversation,” her father says, giving me a wink.
“Yes, love.”
“Now, why did you rush in here?” I asked, giving her a curious look.
“My bestie is on her way. She heard I was in town.”
“That was fast.”
“Well, when Mom called my bothers, she was at the mall too.”
“Okay. So is there a problem?”
“Nope. Just…”
“Give us a moment.” I stand up and lead her to the hallway. Now that I have her all alone, I ask, “What’s wrong?”
She bites down on her bottom lip, looking so nervous. “She knows about the auction. I didn’t tell her about our deal or anything, but she knows how we met, so she doesn’t like you.”
“Well, I’m not anyone’s fan right now, beautiful.” I lean down and kiss her lips that she keeps drawing my attention to.
“But she’s my best friend,” she says between kisses.
“I’ll do my best to be nice, but it’s not in my nature to take shit from anyone, so you’ll have to make it up to me later,” I growl, grabbing the apron strings and tugging them tighter.
“How?”
“I’ll tell you later. Just be prepared.” I pop her on the ass, eliciting a moan from her sexy mouth. I press my hard cock against her mound, and she adds another hungry sigh. “Be very prepared.”
“I will.”
“Where is she?” a voice calls out from the other room, and it already grates my nerves. It’s not the tone or anything. It’s because she’s an inconvenience to me. I roll my eyes.
“What’s that for?”
“Mags, there you are.” She yanks my wife out of my arms, and I’m pissed off. If only I could choke a broad, and get away with it right now.
“Oh, is this him?” she asks with attitude, giving me a deadly glare. I get why she’s upset, but this woman has no sense of self-preservation.
“I’m her husband, and you must be the best friend who obviously doesn’t know everything about me,” I answer with a less-than-warm greeting.
“Maggie Pie, can you help me?” her mother calls from the edge of the kitchen.
“Coming.” Magnolia runs away, biting down on her bottom lip, stealing a backward glance at us.
I’m about to go after her when her best friend puts her hand on my chest. “I know how you two met. So you can lie to them, but you can’t lie to me.”
“Listen like a good little girl, and don’t ever touch me again unless you want to lose your fingers. I promised Magnolia that I wouldn’t harm her family, but if you get in the way of my relationship with her, I’ll exclude you from that list and she’ll just have to get a cat to talk to while I’m working.”
“A relationship? Buying her virginity isn’t a relationship, and forcing her to marry you isn’t a relationship.”
“There are marriages built on less, so mind your damn business. Now, excuse me before my wife gets too worked up and thinks I slit your throat or something.” I push past the little viper, annoyed by her persistence. No one dares to speak to me that way. I look for Magnolia in the kitchen, but she’s not in there. Panicking, I rush down another hall, and I hear her voice.
“I’m fine. I swear.” She sighs with a sob in her voice.
“I can’t believe you did something so careless.” I’m about to lose it when I see the door open and her mother is bandaging Magnolia’s hand.
“What happened?”
“She cut it while peeling potatoes,” her mother says.
“I guess it’s been a long time since I’ve done it,” she says, biting her lip nervously.
“You’re just anxious. It’s a big deal having your family meet your husband.”
“Mrs. Hill, do you need some assistance?” I question because I could send the guys in. They’re in the sitting room, watching television and waiting for my command.
“No. I just wanted some time alone with my daughter, but she doesn’t seem up to it.”
“Well, then, I want to speak with her privately and then we’ll join you for dinner.”
“Why?” Magnolia gasps.
“Magnolia King, don’t give me attitude. Let’s go to our room. There’s something we need to discuss.”
“Yes, Killian.” I wave my hand, hinting for her to lead the way. We head upstairs, and then she points to her bedroom. I open the door, and we enter the quaint room. As soon as the door’s closed, I pin her to the wall.
“Wife, I hate your best friend, and she thinks I’m terrible for you.”
“What?”
“She’s right. I am terrible for you, but I have this problem.”
“What problem?”
“I can’t let you go.”
“No?”
“No. You’re mine, Magnolia King. You belong to me, and you need to understand that. You’re my wife.”
“Of course, I signed a contract. I haven’t forgotten, Killian.”
“Enough. You need to pay for your friend’s disrespect and for this.” I took her wrist and lifted her hand.
“Why?”
“You hurt yourself, and that won’t do.” I shake my head and purse my lips. “You’re going to do what I tell you. Isn’t that right, Wife?” She nods.
“Yes.”
“Good. I’m a bad man, Magnolia. Are you scared of me?” She shakes her head, but there’s a bit of indecision in her eyes. I cup her jaw and stare into her sexy doe eyes.
“I’d never hurt you, but I’m going to show you what it means to be under my control. Because I usually kill those that give me answers I don’t like, and you have me breaking those rules for your family. You’ve taken my control away; I want some of it back, Wife.”
“Take it,” she pants as I squeeze her throat. I drag her to me and slam my lips to hers.
I release my grip and then stare patiently, watching and waiting as she grows more anxious and hungry. Magnolia might be new to this, but my wife is needy and not so damn innocent. She just needs a push, and she’s ready to give in to the lust.
With an even voice, I make a simple command, “Strip out of your clothes, and don’t make me wait.” She doesn’t hesitate or argue that her parents are just downstairs. It’s when I see her struggling with her bandaged hand that I stop her. “Stop. Let me.” I take over. My hands lazily slide over her tender flesh as I push her pants down her legs. Fuck, her skin is so smooth.
It’s not long before she’s naked, so I lie her down on the bed and part her thighs. I toss off my sweater and then climb on top of my wife, kissing her from head to toe. She moans my name, begging for more, and then wraps her legs around my waist, taking my patience and obliterating it. I push away and strip off the rest of my clothes. Yanking her down to the edge of the bed, I drop to my knees and spread her wide. With my face buried in her mound, I eat my fill of her sweet pie.
Magnolia’s cries get loud enough that I don’t doubt they know what we’re doing up here. The second she realizes her mistake, she slaps her hand over her mouth, but I’m not ashamed. Let the world hear me please my wife. Let Magnolia’s orgasms rip through her sexy body.
“That’s a fucking good wife. Get that body ready to take me.” I stuff two fingers in her hole and work them in and out, pumping it while I suck on her nub. Growling, I reach down with my other hand and fight my own orgasm. She’s fucking killing me. Her body freezes as her release clamps down on my digits and coats my tongue.
I pull my fingers out and then lift her to the middle of the bed and climb on top. I’m not done with her until I’ve spilled every fucking drop I’ve got inside her.
“Time to pay up, baby. I want you coated with me. I want them to know you’re mine.” I slam into her womb and fuck her wildly, shaking her bed. Even I know I’m being a bastard; her father’s downstairs and he doesn’t deserve to hear me fucking his little girl, but she’s got me worked up. She’s got me fucked up. My heart is doing things it’s never done before. It’s beating for someone else.
I claim her lips as I fill her with my child.