Free Dark Desires: Deliverance by Kourtney King

I'm
itching for an opportunity to put you in your place.
    He didn't miss the
roll of her eyes when he stated his wishes. Why Kamal could not enjoy the sole
company of his wife Zanaib was beyond him. She was a
submissive, quiet woman who was raised to be the wife of an important man and
essentially she knew her place and what her role required. Keyaan never had any issues with her, then again, they had not held a conversation
either which was fine by him. He walked forward and lowered his voice so that
she knew how serious he was in this moment. "Do not test me, Gaby, you don't want to see the kind of man I am when I'm
pushed to my limit." This was the first time Keyaan had called her Gaby and she did not like it. It felt like a threat and sent a
shiver down her spine.
    " Halas !
Come here Habibti ." Kamal stood up and
pulled Gaby to his side. "I don't know what is going on with you and that
woman or why you have brought her here but it can't be good. No one from my
house will interfere but don't involve us in any of the feuds or mind-games you
are playing with God knows who." He knew his
brother was a sycophant of sorts but his games were hitting a little too close
to home. He would not allow any of the women under his care to get hurt because
of the megalomaniac mentality that his brother had developed over the past
decade.
    "Careful
brother…"
    " Habibi , can I have a few private words with
you?"
    Keyaan walked out of the room and Kamal followed, closing the dining hall doors behind
them. "Why is that woman even here? She will never accept being second and
she is driving everyone mad except you. If you thought with something other
than your cock you would see that and end this farce you and her have
going."
    "Don't tell me
what I should or shouldn't do. That is not your place."
    "Oh! I forgot I
was talking to my perfect little brother."
    Kamal didn't want to
venture down the path of this conversation. It had always been a point of
contention when they were growing up. In their parents' eyes, Keyaan had been raised to be a leader and a ruler. His
future was mapped out for him and every aspect of his life was controlled by
what needed to be done to ensure he had been adequately prepared when the time
came. Kamal, however, did not have such a heavy burden to carry. He was able to
grow up somewhat normally without the added pressure. He forged his own destiny
and become his own man. They had gone back and forth on this topic, exchanging
words and fists and Kamal was tired of it. Taking a deep breath to calm himself
he pushed on in an effort to get to the bottom of what was going on with his
brother.
    "Does that woman
you keep locked away in the west wing have anything to do with Ay-?"
    Keyaan interjected before Kamal could mention her name. "Don't talk about things
you don't know and will never understand."
    "I know that
what you went through was not easy and you're right, I don't understand. What I
do know is that you have been on edge since she arrived and some of your
behaviour mimics that of the broken man I pieced together all those years ago.
I have watched you become almost unrecognizable as the years have passed but I
need you to pull yourself together. You need to figure out a new way to cope
because right now, you are unravelling."
    "NO!" He
did not need a lecture from his little brother. "Just stay out of my
business. One thing you and Gaby have in common, is
that you know how to unnecessarily push my buttons." With that, he turned
to leave.
    Keyaan knew that something was wrong when he had entered the dining hall and Gaby was
missing. She was never far from his brother's side unless there were pressing
matters she was not at liberty to attend. He was grateful for the peace until
his brother asked after her. It struck him as strange because they were
clairvoyant when it came to the others whereabouts, a habit they had developed
in their college years. A memory came to him in that moment. It was either
yesterday or