King's Castle - Ella Goode Page 0,3
are pure cotton. The rugs are wool. Each of the cabins is different. Some are modern. Some are more European. Cyn decorated them thinking that if the women who came here could stay in places that made them feel good, then they might heal faster. And not everyone liked the cabin feel, which seems weird and false, but it’s turned out to be true.
“I won’t be here long enough for you to worry about that.”
So she hates it.
“Maybe she should stay in one of the cabins,” Cyn suggests. She must be getting the same vibe as I am. Guess I’m going to be redecorating. Until that gets done, this little intruder is going to have to deal.
“Those cabins just got cleaned and I don’t want to put extra work on the staff.”
Cyn rolls her eyes. She knows why I don’t want to move this woman out to the cabins. I want Danny’s sister to stay in as close proximity to me as possible, and since I doubt she’s ready to be sleeping in my bed, the one next door is the next best thing.
“I’m fine anywhere. Like I said, I’m not going to stay long. As soon as Danny gets here, we will be out of your hair.” She tosses her purse on the bed.
“Not to be a total downer, but unless Danny wants to leave, you can’t take her.”
The sister spins around and places her hands on her hips. “Who’s going to stop me?”
I look at her small frame and then at my much larger one.
“Size doesn’t matter,” she huffs.
“Oh, it matters,” I say softly. I’m a big man--everywhere.
“Ugh, gag me,” Cyn interjects. “Can you not make suggestive comments like that in front of me? I’m your cousin, for crying out loud.”
“And it’s a good thing or I’d have kicked you out long ago if it wasn’t for Aunt Marie.”
“Rude. He’s so rude,” Cyn says to Danny’s sister.
“I can see that. I’m really sorry you have to deal with it but you can also see why it’s important for me to get Danny out of here.”
“Ah, well—” Cyn scratches the side of her neck. “You see, what King said is accurate. We won’t allow anyone to take Danny away unless she wants it.”
“I’m her sister.”
I can see the fire snapping in Cyn’s eyes. I grab her elbow and drag her out of the room. “I definitely hear people calling for you.”
The one great thing about Cyn is that she’s pretty good at reading the room. She realizes she almost let things get out of control. She pulls out of my grip, adjusts her shirt, and says, “Fine. I’ll go check on the cabins, but no one is taking Danny. Not even her sister.”
“I know.” I give Cyn a push. Those are our rules. Once a woman is under our protection, no one can take her away. You never know who’s pulling the strings in a woman’s family. Could be her mom or her dad or her brother or her abuser. It doesn’t matter to us who wants the woman back. It has to be her choice so even though I want to fuck the daylights out of Weston, not even she can take Danny out of the compound.
There’s no need to argue about it, though. Danny should be here tomorrow and can tell her sister that personally.
I poke my head back into the room where Weston is pulling open drawers. She stops when she hears me. “You have any luggage to bring up?”
She brushes her hair away from her face, a little flustered at being caught snooping. “No. I don’t intend to stay long so I have a change of...stuff in my purse.”
I eye the small satchel on the bed. She must mean underwear. In that case, she’ll need pajamas and something comfortable. “I’ll get you some clothes then. There are towels in the closet in the bathroom along with some toiletries.”
Cyn keeps us well stocked. There’s all kinds of smelly shit in the bathrooms.
“I like peach, if you’re wondering,” I tell her as I head across the hall to my room. I don’t hear her response, but I assume it’s sharp and maybe even profanity laden. I grin to myself. Weston’s a fiery girl with a mouth on her. I like it. A lot. I can’t wait for her smart mouth to be all over me, leaving bruise marks on my neck, my chest, and, most importantly, my cock. Even though there’s a whole room full of new