Chapter 69. He Needs My Help

Chantel Raven

He falls to his knees when I kick him in the back of the knee. I take the gun from him and throw it away. He really is still against me on this.

I slap his shoulder hard and say, "Really, Laurence? Are we going to do this?"

Worry etched on his face, he thinks his king will die if he does not kill that woman. I am trapped under his body as he throws himself on top of me and says, "He needs my help, you told me so!"

I turned him over and am now on top of him. He cannot move because I hold his arms against the floor.

"I was mad! I did not know you were going to act like a psychopath!" I yell at him, expressing my frustration.

"Why were you angry?" He gets mad at me, questioning my emotions.

"I have no idea! Feeling envious? You did not need to shoot the poor woman!" I yell at him so that it sticks in his thick head.

His face changes all of a sudden, and he smiles.

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