Chapter 83: King

Marinah can handle the Hellspawn, I tell myself as I march Che through the citadel to his temporary room while his mother is away. The room is beside the one I share with Marinah. His close proximity hasn't helped our sex life, but then again, nothing has helped our sex life in months. I snuck in and joined her in the shower two days ago for a few stolen minutes. Even then, we were interrupted. I'm about to lose my mind, and the guttersnipe I have by the ear isn't helping matters.

"If you leave the room again, you're dealing with Marinah, and I promise not to save you."

"Will she hurt Ruth?" His lips quiver and his small head tilts to the side, big eyes blinking with just enough moisture this may not be an act.

Just great. I would hope she'd knock some sense into the girl, but I doubt that's what's happening. The image in my head is a catfight with no clear winner until one of them is dead. "Ruth will get what she deserves, and so will you." Someone just add heartless to my name.

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