Ruthless King

“You won’t forget now. I will remind you.”

Yikes. He’d probably set up an alarm on his phone.

“And we’re still taking this stuff.” He dumped all the toys into her bag.

Dear. Lord.

He wasn’t really expecting to use those on her, was he?

“Don’t!” She attempted to jump off the bed, but he gave her a stern look.

“Do not even think about it.”

Jilly swallowed heavily. That look. It made her remember who she was dealing with.

He wasn’t a man who you crossed.

And here you are, keeping things from him . . . and he clearly knows something.

Yeah, she might be in over her head here. But that didn’t mean she had the sense to turn back.

She’d never experienced anyone using those sorts of toys on her before. Lowell had found her old vibrator one day and decided it was an affront to his manhood or some such thing.

He’d made her throw it away. Well, she’d agreed to do that, but she’d actually just put it somewhere he wouldn’t think to look.

In the laundry cabinet, hidden behind the detergent.

Lowell had never done any laundry.

Asshole.

After he’d finished packing, Regent sent her a look. “Stay here. I’ll take these out, then come back for you.”

Once he’d left, she got off the bed and searched around for anything else she needed to take.

Crap. Her throat was burning again, so she took some more pain killers.

“Jilly.” The warning came from the doorway and she spun. Her head started thumping.

Ouch.

Suddenly, she was picked up and cradled against a firm chest. A light slap to her ass made her tense.

“When will you learn to behave yourself?” he grumbled.

“Um, probably never,” she said honestly.

“We’ll see about that.”

“What . . . what are you doing?” she asked, holding on tight as he carried her out of the bedroom and started down the stairs.

“Carrying you out to the car.”

“You can’t do that! Someone might see.”

“So?”

“So, they’ll tell Mama, and then I’ll get a phone call and have to tell her why Regent Malone is carrying me around like a baby.”