If it wasn’t for her blatant disrespect and defiance, the amount of feistiness in Roxie would almost be cute. She stormed to the door, swaying her hips from side to side and sending me that fiery death glare she had given me too many times today.
It had taken everything inside me to vow to keep my hands off her.
I knew I wouldn’t be able to last long. I had wanted to run my hands all over her body since the moment I had seen her with Ben when he first took money from me without paying it back. At that time, I was going to kill him, take her with me, and lock her in the family home, but I decided against it, vowing to myself that I would get Roxie another way.
But years passed, and I grew impatient, waiting for her.
Roxie had always seemed to slip out of my hold, even before Ben. She di
