No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

When did I become his?

Henrik was at it again, stirring the pot just for the sake of it.

The air instantly filled with the scent of burnt gunpowder, and there I was, the matchstick.

Conrad tightened his grip on my hand, his eyes darkening as he glared at Henrik, "If Mr. Henrik is looking to make this a matter for the police, then by all means, keep it up."

Henrik just laughed, "Using the cops against me, Conrad? You really can't compare to James, no wonder she chose him over you back then."

I gasped. That man really knew how to hit below the belt, pitting Ernest and Conrad against each other.

Conrad, already not in the best of moods, looked even more sour. Ernest was his Achilles' heel, and Henrik just had to poke at it.

"Henrik, you can have your beef with whoever you want, but you leave Felicia out of it," Conrad warned him.

Henrik, holding my wrist with a look of faux tenderness, assured, "Don't worry, I wouldn't dream of hurting her. Such a sweet girl, how could I?"

His eyes, deep and intense, seemed to carry an effect of sincerity, especially when he focused like that.

he said, not just with

"Not happening," Conrad snapped.

and turning to me, "Sweetheart, it's your call. Stay or go?" Henrik was a master at defusing situations by

be scared, I'm here to take you away," Conrad assured me with a determined look. Despite his past mistakes, he was fearless when it

at his mere glance. Conrad, though strong, didn't have the military background that James boasted.

bigger plans, and leaving might not even be an option. Plus, it would surely set him

neutral because I hadn't crossed him yet.

just go," I made

narrowed, "Felicia, I told you, you don't have to fear

about fear. He's not threatening me; I want

Henrik, "Really? Using a woman to get your way? Doesn't

"A real man wouldn't put his woman in a tough spot. She wants to stay, so

character, alright. It seemed he'd

past, and

say again, "Conrad, just go. I'm fine

looked him in the eyes, signaling