to retrieve another piece of clothing my head threatened to explode. It was so hard to maintain my pissed off momentum that I thought I was going to burst.
“Kitten, what kind of friend, let alone boyfriend, mourns the death of the woman that he is supposed to love by trying to get under the sheets with some random whore?” His voice was so calm and cold that it was nerve racking.
I was so pissed now that if I thought I would get away with it, I would have killed him with my bare hands, but his death wasn’t worth endangering my family. “I told you not to call me kitten. It is sexist and degrading. Not that it is any of your concern and or business, but Darien is not my boyfriend. He is my best friend that just happens to have a penis. Here’s a little news flash for you; males and females can have relationships that do not revolve around sex.”
“Well, if he hasn’t got into your panties yet, he must not be doing something right.”
That was just what I needed. Akia was arrogant. He was a monster and he had just been kind enough to remind me of that. I let my anger feed off his words. I had only been this angry one other time in my life. I knew that if looks could kill Akia would be dead in his tracks. “You are an arrogant self-righteous asshole your majesty and I would rather d rop over dead where I stand than spend another second in here with you!” With that, I threw the door open so hard that it hit the wall with a bang. I never realized before that I had that kind of strength; anger does that to you, I guess.
“Cool it with the majesty crap. You can call me Akia. And I am sorry, but you are not leaving until I know that you are OK. Get in here and get back into bed or I will have you arrested and locked up, so that I can keep an eye on you.” It was the voice of a man that had never been tol d “no” to anything in his life. I was not naive, I knew for a fact that more than him wanting to take care of me, he wanted to throw his power at me and to let me see that he was used to getting everything that he wanted; well not this time.
“Try and stop me.” I was really hoping the last was just an idle threat because I knew he was right. As much as I hated to admit it, I was smart enough to know that I was in no condition to be leaving, let alone leaving as mad and stressed out as I was. Whatever happened in that room had drained me completely. Still, part of me was secretly wishing that getting me arrested and locked up was exactly what he would do just so I could rest. But the other part of me was determined to walk out and find Darien. I guess it was really up to Akia and his ego as to which part of me won.
“Ok go, but what about these marks? How can you just walk out the door without knowing what happened to us? There had to be something, or someone messing with us. Why did we pass out like that? How is this not getting to you like it is getting to me?”
Had I seriously just won, was he going to let me walk out willingly without a fit, did I just beat the King? “I don’t know YOUR MAJESTY. Why don’t you have your people look into that for you?” I threw the last comment back at him, in a tone that could cut before slamming the door behind me. I half expected him to come after me and try and keep me there. It really couldn’t have been that simple, could it? I was relieved when he didn’t come after me because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could act like I felt fine.
Chapter Six
I wasn’t sure if I was being followed, but I have a great imagination that was telling me I was. Every time I rounded a corner, I tried to get a glimpse over my shoulder to see who was lurking in the shadows. I had no idea what I was going to do. If I went back to my apartment, then they might find out who I really was. I was pretty sure that I had no incriminating items lying around, but since I had no plans for anyone to accompany me home the morning after the ball, I wasn’t a hundred
“Kitten, what kind of friend, let alone boyfriend, mourns the death of the woman that he is supposed to love by trying to get under the sheets with some random whore?” His voice was so calm and cold that it was nerve racking.
I was so pissed now that if I thought I would get away with it, I would have killed him with my bare hands, but his death wasn’t worth endangering my family. “I told you not to call me kitten. It is sexist and degrading. Not that it is any of your concern and or business, but Darien is not my boyfriend. He is my best friend that just happens to have a penis. Here’s a little news flash for you; males and females can have relationships that do not revolve around sex.”
“Well, if he hasn’t got into your panties yet, he must not be doing something right.”
That was just what I needed. Akia was arrogant. He was a monster and he had just been kind enough to remind me of that. I let my anger feed off his words. I had only been this angry one other time in my life. I knew that if looks could kill Akia would be dead in his tracks. “You are an arrogant self-righteous asshole your majesty and I would rather d rop over dead where I stand than spend another second in here with you!” With that, I threw the door open so hard that it hit the wall with a bang. I never realized before that I had that kind of strength; anger does that to you, I guess.
“Cool it with the majesty crap. You can call me Akia. And I am sorry, but you are not leaving until I know that you are OK. Get in here and get back into bed or I will have you arrested and locked up, so that I can keep an eye on you.” It was the voice of a man that had never been tol d “no” to anything in his life. I was not naive, I knew for a fact that more than him wanting to take care of me, he wanted to throw his power at me and to let me see that he was used to getting everything that he wanted; well not this time.
“Try and stop me.” I was really hoping the last was just an idle threat because I knew he was right. As much as I hated to admit it, I was smart enough to know that I was in no condition to be leaving, let alone leaving as mad and stressed out as I was. Whatever happened in that room had drained me completely. Still, part of me was secretly wishing that getting me arrested and locked up was exactly what he would do just so I could rest. But the other part of me was determined to walk out and find Darien. I guess it was really up to Akia and his ego as to which part of me won.
“Ok go, but what about these marks? How can you just walk out the door without knowing what happened to us? There had to be something, or someone messing with us. Why did we pass out like that? How is this not getting to you like it is getting to me?”
Had I seriously just won, was he going to let me walk out willingly without a fit, did I just beat the King? “I don’t know YOUR MAJESTY. Why don’t you have your people look into that for you?” I threw the last comment back at him, in a tone that could cut before slamming the door behind me. I half expected him to come after me and try and keep me there. It really couldn’t have been that simple, could it? I was relieved when he didn’t come after me because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could act like I felt fine.
Chapter Six
I wasn’t sure if I was being followed, but I have a great imagination that was telling me I was. Every time I rounded a corner, I tried to get a glimpse over my shoulder to see who was lurking in the shadows. I had no idea what I was going to do. If I went back to my apartment, then they might find out who I really was. I was pretty sure that I had no incriminating items lying around, but since I had no plans for anyone to accompany me home the morning after the ball, I wasn’t a hundred
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