Gifts

Chapter 3 – Uncooperative King–1

I hesitate, settling down in my chair across from this man, sensing that I’m the doe to his wolf. It feels almost as if he could leap across this table at any moment and gobble me up.

Daniel’s father is Kent Lippert, the Mafia King of our city. That’s why he has a bodyguard, that’s why he has so much money –

I quirk my head to the side, still staring at Lippert, realizing that this is also why Daniel is hiding his sexuality – the mafia of our city are notoriously conservative, and family is everything. A gay son would never be accepted, especially an only son

God, he really did want me to be his beard –

Poor Daniel, he’s got to hide everything he loves –

Suddenly, I realize that the man in front of me is smiling, just slightly, his eyes moving over me as I stare at him like a deer in the headlights.

I clench my jaw, reminding myself that he is the villain.

“So,” I say, turning back to my papers, nervous. You’ve done this a thousand times, Fay! I remind myself. You could do this in your sleep! “Can you please state your name for me, and place of birth?”

“I believe,” Lippert says slowly, “That you’re already aware of my history.” He leans back, studying me,

information. I quickly fill out the form.

I glance up at him, struck again by his similarity to Daniel. The profile, especially, is almost exactly the same – but whereas Daniel is gentle, refined, Kent has a grim, lethal quality to his face.

pass through me, tapping its fingers down my spine. Somehow, I imagine that they’re Kent’s

dismiss the thought and focus.

psychological nature,” I say, giving the canned speech I’m required to say to all inmates. “The state does require that you answer all

He’s smirking at me, unblinking. “Little girl,” he says, slowly leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees, “what gives you the right to ask

by such a question. “The state has hired me to administer these

a degree?” he cuts in. “Some kind of…certificate?” The final

the certified paperwork from the state which

D

he grabs my wrist, I realize my

the paperwork as I gasp, looking up at him, terrified as he

Oh my god

fresh and clean,” he says. Then he opens his eyes and stares into my bewildered face, wanting to see my reaction as he says, “you

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lip trembles in shock, in awe. His eyes eat me up, savoring the tremble of my lips, my wide, terrified

yells, but Kent has already

smirking, his eyes on

sitting back in my chair. I straighten my shoulders, unable to take my eyes off him.

the guard says, leaning forward to look

me over.

I clear my throat and look back down at my papers. “We will…we will proceed.”

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