Page 120 of Deviant Knight (Knight's Ridge Empire 4)

“Fuck you.”

“Oh, I have plans. And as hot as it is to have an audience, I’m not sure those guys are the best choice.”

Before I get a chance to respond, although I’m not sure what I could really say other than to agree with him, he floors the accelerator and we fly from the compound, leaving anyone who might protect me from this deranged psycho behind.

“You need to relax, Ramsey,” he says coolly when we’re almost at his building.

“How’d you find me?”

He shakes his head, his grip on the wheel tightening as he takes a turn.

“Theo,” I snap when he doesn’t respond. “How did you find me?”

“Tracked you,” he says as if it’s totally fucking nothing.

It’s exactly what I expected, and the reason I left my phone behind and turned it off.

“How? My phone is—”

He laughs, and the belittling tone laced through it fires me up.

“Don’t laugh at me like I’m a fucking idiot, Theo. I fucking knew you’d do something insane like track me. That’s why I left my phone at home. So how did you track me to the clubhouse?”

I glare death into the side of his face as he pulls into the underground car park of his building.

It’s the first time I’ve been down here, but I’m too angry at him to bother looking around.

“How did you…” Realisation hits me. “You tracked my fucking bike. Unbelievable. Un-fucking-believable.”

He just shrugs and pulls into a parking space.

“I’m not staying here with you tonight. I don’t give a shit how many orgasms you intend to give me or how big your cock is. I’m fucking done with you. You’re fucking insane, Theo. You’re—”

His hand wraps around my throat, pinning me back against the chair and cutting off my air supply.

“Watch your fucking mouth, Ramsey. I have more than one way to stop it from spitting bullshit.”

My lips purse and my teeth grind.

Leaning over the console, he gets right in my face once more.

His scent hits me, stronger than before now we’re enclosed, and damn it, my mouth fucking waters.

“Better,” he muses. “Think you can be a good girl until we’re upstairs?”

My lip curls into a scowl, giving him a silent answer.

“No, I didn’t think so.”