Page 72 of Owned By Frank
She remains pensive, once again examining my face. She looks at me with desire, with malice, as if she were planning some game having me as her favorite toy.
- I want to be your queen. - she says firmly.
I look at her this time with total seriousness.
I should have known, she will never give up, she will never accept that there is only mutual hatred between us.
I look at her seriously and show her a sideways smile.
- I'm sorry but, that position already has an owner... - I smile at her.
She clenches her jaw and looks at me angrily.
- Don't make a wrong move Frank...
And that is enough. Now the plan begins.
I show a pleasant smile and get ready to talk.
- Scartlett I never take a wrong step, the one who just took a wrong step here, is you...
She shows a confused face.
Then I don't give her time to answer. I put all my weight on her and push her very hard, making her fall. I quickly untie the knot in the rope.
You bad-asses can't even tie a damn knot right.
When the knot is loose I don't wait any longer and take Scartlett by the waist, she screams and kicks. I put her down and hold her head in the exact position so that if someone tries to shoot, I won't hesitate to break her neck. That's the way it is, you either kill or be killed. That's how all this shit goes, not even a woman is spared the punishment. Scartlett is a danger, not only to me, but also to Grace.
The door opens and several men come in pointing at me. I smile with pride. My plan is going perfectly.
- tell them to put their guns down - I tell Scartlett.
This one doesn't say anything so I tighten my grip - believe me, not because you're a woman I'm going to spare your life. You decide whether to get out of here alive or not, but if you decide on the first option, you better open your mouth and tell your fucking lackeys to put their fucking guns down.
- Put down your weapons. -mumbles in anger.
- But ma'am...
- I said put the fucking guns down! Didn't you hear that he's going to kill me for shit?
Everyone obeys putting down their weapons. In the end they surrender and throw them aside.
I drag Scartlett out of the place, I see the guys pretend to follow us.
- Tell them to stay there! -.
- Stop! Don't follow us! Don't you dare! - shouts Scartlett.
They stand perfectly still and I smile. We both walk that way until we reach one of the doors of the corridor. When we open it, another one extends towards the end.
We continue to walk that way.
- This was a trap, wasn't it? -she regrets.
- How clever. - I make fun of it.
- I should have known, nobody beats the great Frank. - she says with irony.