Bones (Dark Kingdom, #5) — Chapter no 35

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

BONES

“WHAT DO YOU want to do?” Titan asks me.

I sit back on the couch while Mia sits down next to me. She looks better than she did five hours ago when Tristan walked out of the auction with her.

There’s still a hint of sadness in her eyes, but that’ll go away over time. I’ll make sure of it.

The fact that Richard was involved this time makes me wonder what all happened to her. I watched him knock her around. Not to mention what all he did to her on the video that Luca showed me.

Leaning forward, I place my elbow on my knees. “Mia had a tracker in her. I removed it and handed it over to Nite, who got rid of it.”

“Got rid of it how?” Cross questions.

“It’s on a plane to France,” I answer. We had to make up somewhat of a backstory for Tristan in order to get him into the auction. It wasn’t like the one before, where names and personal information didn’t matter. There was no need for suits and black leather books with important details about the women being sold. Tristan used an alias, and we gave them a lie about him residing in Paris.

“So how long do you think we have before they go and retrieve it?”

Grave is the other one who speaks.

“I’d say five days. Tops,” Tristan says. “The money was wired, so they received it immediately. No reason to make them wait,” he adds. “I’d say we need to leave as early as tomorrow.” Tristan nods at Mia, who sits silently beside me. “We return her to Vegas and then head on to France.

Make them come right to us. They will never expect it.”

“Too bad you couldn’t have placed one on them. It would make it much easier to locate them.”

I place my hand on her leg, and she pulls away from me. I frown over at her, and she narrows her eyes on me. What the fuck? Why is she mad at me? I just bought her. Again. Granted, it only cost me two million this time.

Matteo isn’t holding out for ten mill when he knows he’s just going to take

her back and sell her again.

“Mia—”

“What do you mean the video that Luce showed you?” she demands.

Fuck! Did I say that? “I don’t know …”

“What video did Luca have?” she growls, standing to her feet.

I look up at her and stand as well, not liking the fact she’s looking down on me. “It’s nothing.”

“It isn’t nothing, Dillan,” she snaps. “I only know of one video with Richard and me in it. And when I showed it to you, you didn’t mention that

you had seen it before.”

“Mia—”

“And Luca has been in a coma for weeks. So when the fuck did Luca show you a video of Richard and me?”

Silence falls over the room, and I can feel everyone’s eyes on us. I didn’t realize what I had said. But now I can’t deny it. Or lie about it. “Before I bought you. The first time.”

Her lips part, and her eyes widen. “What? Why? How did you…?”

“Luca barged into my office late one night and had the video. Matteo had sent it to him, knowing Luca would want to save you. But he couldn’t do it, so he brought it to me. I—”

She slaps me, cutting me off. “All this time.” Taking a step back, she thins her lips up at me. “And you never told me.”

“What did you expect me to say?” I growl.

“The truth,” she snaps.

“You didn’t even remember it. Why would I bring that up to you?” I never found it important to bring up something that she had no recollection of. Then when she watched it, she was distraught. How would her knowing that I’ve already seen it change anything?

“I can’t believe this,” she whispers to herself.

I reach out to her. “Mia.”

“Don’t touch me!” she shouts, pulling away. “You lied to me.”

“I have saved you!” I shout. “Several times.”

She snorts. “What do you want me to do, Bones?” She calls me by my nickname, and it makes my teeth grind. I’ve gotten so used to her calling me Dillan that I don’t like her calling me Bones. He’s a different man. And I feel like a part of me has changed for her. I’m just not sure if that’s good

or bad. “You keep reminding me of this like you want something in return.

Want me to crawl to you?”

I snort. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Want me to kiss your feet? Show you how grateful I am?”

“You should be grateful.” I step into her, and my eyes narrow. “If it wasn’t for me, you’d be just another used-up whore. Passed around like your family intended.”

Her face falls, and I instantly regret my words. I’ve never had to defend my actions or explain myself to anyone. It’s going to take some getting used to.

She licks her lips and speaks softly. “You bought me. And you fucked me. Please explain to me how being your whore is any different?” And without waiting for an answer, she turns around and marches off to the master suite, slamming the door behind her.

“Fighting like a true couple.” Grave chuckles to himself, and I narrow my eyes on him. “You two might have a chance at this after all.”

MIA

HE HAD SEEN the video before I even knew it existed? It makes me feel violated all over. He saw me in such a vulnerable state and chose to keep it from me. What if Matteo had never sent it to me? Would Dillan just have never told me that it existed?

The door opens, hitting the interior wall, and I turn around to see him barge in behind me. “Get the fuck out!” I shout, pointing to it just as it slams shut.

He walks over to me, grabs my face with both hands, and forces me to look up at him. “I don’t expect anything from you, Mia. The first time I saved you was because Luca begged me to.”

“Great,” I snap. “Now I’m your charity case. Don’t do me any more favors.” I try to pull away, but he keeps me in place.

“The second time was because I can’t live without you.”

My heart pounds at his words. And my eyes widen, staring up at him.

His gaze searches mine before speaking softly. “I have very few regrets, Mia. But the ones I do have, are you.”

“What do you mean?” I whisper, afraid of the answer but needing to know.

“Walking away from you all those years ago. Believing you when you said you were no one.” He lets go of my face and runs one hand through my hair. “Leaving you in California. And walking away from you when Luca told me to stay away.”

My hands come up and grip his tatted forearms. “Dillan…”

“I didn’t tell you about that video because I didn’t want you to know it existed. Then when Matteo sent it to you, all I could think of was ways to save you.”

“You have.” I can’t deny that he’s done more for me than anyone else ever has. “But you have to expect something.”

His eyes drop to my lips before he runs his thumb over my bottom one. I can feel my heart pounding, and my breathing picks up as I wait for his answer. “I can’t lie to you,” he says, making my heart stop. “I do want something.”

I swallow. I can’t pay him back. My family has money, but I don’t personally. I have no home. No car. Hell, I wouldn’t even have a cell phone if it wasn’t for him. “What is it?” I whisper, afraid of what he’ll say.

“You,” he answers, and I feel tears sting my eyes. “All I want is you.” He steps into me, pressing his hips into mine. “Give me the chance to do what I

should have done eight years ago.”

“What was that?”

“The chance to show you that you are someone.”

Before I can say anything, he lowers his lips to mine. I don’t hesitate. I wrap my arms around his neck and allow him to kiss me. His fingers dig into my thighs, and he picks me up off my feet. I wrap my legs around him, and he walks me backward before I feel him laying me down on the bed.

He pulls away long enough to remove my shirt, and then his lips are back on mine. I’m trying to shove my shorts down my legs when he pulls away once again to do it himself, making sure to take my underwear with them.

Then I’m yanking his shirt over his head and undoing his jeans. I can’t get him naked fast enough. The need to have him inside me is too great.

Which is crazy, considering I wanted to knock his head off just seconds ago. I’ve never experienced emotions like this before.

I’m already wet, and a quick look tells me he’s hard. He takes his dick in his hand and pushes it into me. I arch my back, gasping at the feel of him stretching me wide to accommodate his size.

“Fuck, Mia.” He groans in my ear, and it makes my breath hitch.

“Dillan.” I’m gasping his name as my fingers dig into his muscular back.

Pulling away, he sits up, placing his arms under my knees and spreading my legs wider.

I grip my hair, crying out as he slams into me while he watches his cock slide in and out of my soaked pussy. My heavy eyes watch him bite his bottom lip, and his breathing picks up. Reaching out, I place my hands on his hard chest, enjoying the show. I could never get enough of him.

I went all my life thinking I’d die alone. But Dillan has taught me what it feels like to be wanted, and I could never go back. And that’s what scares me. He’s already walked away from me before, so what’s keeping him from doing it again?

A sensation starts to build, and my eyes fall closed.

“Look at me, Mia,” he orders roughly. The sound of his body slapping against mine fills the large room.

Opening my heavy eyes, I see him hovering over me. “I want you to watch me while you come.”

My lips are parted, and I’m panting. His eyes drop from mine before running down my body. He licks his lips, and I dig my hands into the sheets on either side of my body as he holds my legs wide open for him.

I’m screaming his name while the heat licks over my skin, burning me alive. In the back of my mind, I realize that everyone in the suite can hear me, but I just can’t care enough to be quiet.

I’m shaking uncontrollably when he smiles, looking between my legs.

“I’ll never get enough of seeing you come all over my cock.”

I whimper.

He leans down, pressing his lips to mine while his hips pick up. He fucks me until he’s stiffening, coming inside me. I close my eyes, unable to hold them open any longer.