The sounds of guns being withdrawn and safety catches being switched off has my spine straightening.
Kingston has a gun directly aimed at Marcus whilst Marcus has one pointed at Isobel and me.
Well fuck.
“You don’t take the woman until I have what I want.” Marcus barks.
“I think you’re severely outnumbered here, Valentine. I’ll kill you and your men in three seconds flat. You think we’re the only ones on this property right now?”
Marcus’ eyes widen a fraction but he stifles it down quickly, “And I’ll kill your precious little Isobel.”
Kingston’s nostrils flare as he cocks his head, “Belle, let go of the girl. We’ll be back for her.”
“But –“ Isobel starts.
“Now, Isobel.”
She lets go gently and sighs heavily before joining her brother, the gun following her the entire time.
“I’ll have what you need brought to you by tomorrow night. I don’t want a hand on her.”
Marcus cocks a brow, “She still belongs to me until you deliver, Kingston, I’ll do as I please until then, if you don’t want her touched you best make the delivery quick.”
Big words for a man who trembles in this guys presence. But it’s all about looks and they can be awfully deceiving.
Kingston’s smile is cruel, “Let’s go,” he orders his guys before his eyes bounce to mine, “We’ll be seeing each other again real soon.”