Chapter 21

Richard’s stance

“What do you think you’re doing?” Raymond yells. “Richard.”

Is he blind? Does he not see that I’m busy fucking a whore?

“What are you doing here?” I ask. “Wait outside, Raymond. I need to take my bath.”

I dismiss him and gesture towards the girl crying in the corner of the bed. “And you,” I point to her, “I don’t want to see you in here again when I come out.”

I slam the door behind me as I step into the bathroom. No matter what I do, I never seem to be satisfied. There’s always a sense of something missing within me.

Is it because of her? Is it because they aren’t my mates? What does it feel like to mate with my fated one? I’m curious.

When I exit the bathroom, Raymond is sitting on my bed. The maid is gone.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he questions me. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Why ask a question you already know the answer to? Can’t you see what I’m doing when you walk in without knocking?” I snap. “You spoiled my fun, dude.”

“Your fun?” he scoffs. “You h