The Kings of Whitehaven Her Keepers by Stacy Rush
Chapter 8

Chapter 8

“You are not to give your new number out to anyb*dy without asking. me first. Do you understand?” Xander is grumpy as we leave the cellular store. It’s not like I asked him to buy me this phone, I was perfectly happy with my old one, which wasn’t even that old to begin. with.

“Yes, Xander. Do you mind if I give it to Paxtyn.” I ask him a bit. hopeful but still prepared for the resounding no.

“Yeah, she can have it. In fact, her number is already in there for you. All the numbers that you are allowed to call are in your new phone.”

“What about my girlfriends from Hillcrest?”

“You are done with them until we figure out who sent you that letter.”

“Does this have to do with the text? It was them, wasn’t it?”

“What’s with all the questions, Bree? You are here for our protection are you not?”

“Only until our parents come back from Paris.” I pout just a little bit. I‘ m normally not a pouter but these guys have been bringing out sides of myself that I never knew existed.

He is in the process of starting his car when I sulk back in my seat, “You will stop pouting/like a child, Bree.”

“Will you stop treating me like one then?” I ask without sparing him a glance.

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I don’t expect it, so when his hand snakes out, taking my arm and dragging me across the center to his lap, I shriek. He grabs the hair at my nape and makes me look at him, “Do you really want me to treat you like a woman, Bree?” His voice is low but deep, his eyes burn into mine as he glares, waiting for a specific response in hopes of what, that I will give him what he wants? The question is, what exactly is it that he wants from me?

“I want to be treated like a human being, and I want to be treated like I‘ m nineteen, not nine.”

There is a tick pulsing in his chiseled jawline that I can see through the day–old stubble as he studies me. I feel a bit of movement below where I sit on his lap and try not to rub on it. I shouldn’t be sitting on my stepbrother’s lap like this, but it would be a lie if I were to say that I’m hating every minute of it. Just when I think he’s going to be somewhat decent, his face hardens even more.

“It looks as though you may need another lesson in obeying your Keepers.” He starts to move me back to the passenger seat, but I begin, to freak out because I know exactly what he means by that.

“Please, don’t, Xander! I will do anything, just please don’t put up another entry!” I fist his shirt in my hand as I beg him not to humiliate me again.

The smirk he wears tells me that I’m not going to like what he’s thinking, “Anything“?”

I wait a few seconds as I stare into his stormy eyes, and then nod, “Within reason.

He shakes his head no, really slow, “Not good enough. Try saying that again without the stipulation at the end.”

I gulp loudly and his eyes move to my lips. Would it be really awful if I

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were to want just a little taste of him? My panties are damp, which always seems to happen around these guys even when they are being assholes, especially when they are being assholes. I’m not sure if they are needing moistened or if it’s for Xander’s benefit but I lick my lips. and then suck in my lower lip before I can answer.

“Yes, I will do anything..

His eyes finally replace mine again as he brings his hand up and places it between my breasts. My heart is beating rapidly and I’m sure he can feel it pounding beneath his hand. My mind goes places when I begin to think that he’s about to fondle me, but instead, he asks another question, “Cross your heart?”

I nod, “Yes, cross my heart.” My response is only a whisper of my natural voice because I’m so aroused at the moment.

Xander licks his own lips and glances at mine as his head closes the distance between us. His lips replace my ear instead of my mouth, “I will have to think on it, now, get your f**king ass over in your own seat.”

Jerking away, I quickly move from his lap over to the passenger seat and buckle myself in. No sooner does it click, Xander already has the Rover in Drive and is heading in a different direction than where hist house is at.

Xander pulls into a shopping mall parking lot. I’ve been here a time or two with my mother before we moved to Whitehaven and let me tell you, these stores are definitely not for the poor or even middle class. You can’t replace a shirt for under a hundred bucks in any of these stores. I’m really beginning to get nervous now because I don’t have access to my inheritance yet and my grandfather only allows me a small allowance.

“Um, Xander, can we maybe go somewhere else to shop?”

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“What? Are you too good for these stores?” His snarky question has my head swiveling in his direction, completely shocked that he would even think that.

“Are you serious right now? My mother shops at these stores but I prefer a bit less uppity prices, if you know what I mean. My allowance doesn’t allow me to buy a whole new wardrobe at these prices.”

“Well, it’s a good thing that you’re not paying for any of it then.” He rolls his eyes at me as if I should have known that.

“I don’t need you buying my clothes, Xander!” I call after him as I jump out of the Rover because he’s already gotten out.

“You can’t keep wearing clothes that scream virgin if you are living under our roof.” He calls out over his shoulder as he presses the lock. on his key fob. A few shoppers glance our way, some chuckling at me as they walk by.

I stop walking and just stare after him, not believing that he just did that. What have I ever done to deserve any of this, and when will it end? I’ve always considered myself strong and not caring what others think, but then, I’ve never been treated like this before. Hell, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyb*dy get treated this way! The Kings are vile creatures that will not stop until they have taken the last drop of blood. from me.

Xander stops and turns as soon as he realizes that I’m not behind him. Placing his hands on his hips, he takes a stance that says that he’s waiting on me, but all we do is stare across the parking lot at each other as cars drive past between the two of us. I know what they are doing; they are trying to break me. They thrive on hurting others and I‘ m no different. They don’t want me to be like them, they are just wanting me to break, so they can make good on their threat to expose my most private moments to the world.

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I can either choose to let them break me and do just that, or I can fight back but not in the sense that one would think. The Kings think I’m weak, they think I will fall like all the rest of their subjects, but I refuse to bow any longer. I may not win but if I play their game just right, I may be able to come out of this with my dignity still intact.

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