“You treated her like a whore.”
“I wish people would stop saying that,” King said with a growl.
“Why? What would you call a man who keeps a woman in a condo and goes to see her when he wants sex and nothing else?”
“That’s bullshit.”
“Really? Where did you ever take her?”
King tried to think back. Fuck. He couldn’t remember. All he could think about was being with her, and he’d been so selfish he hadn’t wanted to share her with anyone. Jesus, he could see where they were coming from now. God, what a selfish bastard he was.
“I didn’t realize… I never thought of her as my whore. She’s the love of my life.”
“I don’t think you’ll ever be good enough for her. I don’t care how much money you have. You took a beautiful woman and turned her into a shell. The only time she smiles is when she’s with Corey. She’s never recovered from the breakup. I’m not sure she ever will. I just think it’s best to leave her alone. If you care at all, you’ll stay away from her.”
“I can’t do that. I care. I love them both.”
“Well, it’s probably already out of your hands.”
“What does that mean?”
“She ran.”
King stood. “She what?”
“She ran because she thinks you’re going to take Corey away from her, and I’m telling you right now. You might as well just shoot her in the head because she won’t survive that.”
Kelvin turned toward the door, but King grabbed his arm to stop him. “Wait. Where is she?”
“I don’t know, and I wouldn’t tell you if I did. She just told me she’d get in touch with me when she gets where she’s going. All I know is it will be out of the country.”
King felt another level of fear tear into him. “I can’t lose them.”
Kelvin snorted and yanked his arm from his grip. “You never had them to begin with.”
King let the man leave and stood frozen in stark fear. Fuck. What should he do? He felt paralyzed and unable to make a decision.
“Sir, is everything okay?”
King turned toward the doorway to see Karen. “I’m … no. Cat’s trying to run from me. She thinks I’m going to take Corey from her, and I’d never do that.”
“Oh, no. What are you going to do?” Karen had her hands over her mouth.
He ran his hand over the back of his head. “I don’t know.”
“Sir, if I can make a suggestion, call Mr. Marsh. He’ll help.”
A spark of hope hit him, and he was able to take a breath. “Thank you, Karen. You have no idea how much you helped me.”
“I’m glad I can. I’m praying it works out for you. I think the three of you would make a beautiful family.”
“I do, too.”
King sat down behind his desk and made the call. He explained to Darian what Kelvin had told him.
“Don’t worry, man. We’ll find her. You can fix this.”
“I’m going to head over to her house and check it out.”