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.

to keep her with me," he said, not just with affection in his gaze but in his

"Not happening," Conrad snapped.

or go?" Henrik was a

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

strong, didn't have the military background

clearly had bigger plans, and leaving might not even be

because I hadn't crossed him yet. If I just walked

I made

told you, you don't have to

He's not threatening me; I want to

Using a woman to get your way? Doesn't

seemed amused rather than provoked, hitting back at Conrad, "A real man wouldn't put his woman in a tough spot. She wants to stay, so why are you

laughter. Henrik was a character, alright. It seemed he'd spent enough time in the West to pick up on some of

I was intrigued by his past, and

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

the eyes, signaling him to