Chapter 61

**Blue**


Once Artemis leaves I lean back against the wall and take in a few deep breaths. That was intense, and I need a minute to wrap my head around it. I just had sex in an airplane bathroom with a dozen men right outside the door. I can only imagine the looks they’re going to give me once I step out of this room. It takes me an extra minute longer of mental prep before I finally open the door and step out. I nearly fall back into the bathroom when I see the Colonel standing a few feet away.

“Can I help you?” I ask him but he answers my question with a scowl. “Okay then…”

When I try to move past him, he steps in my way and I have to step back so I don’t slam right into him.

“What are you doing?” I ask him nervously.

Now this guy scares me. I might have stood up to him earlier but now we’re alone and he’s huge. If he decides to do something I won’t be able to fight him off.

“I figured you out.” He says before he steps closer to me.

The bathroom is in a small hallway that is closed off by a second door which is currently closed. I’m not sure how the plane was designed but if that door is soundproof then no one will be able to hear me if I call out for help. This guy hasn’t made a threat yet, but the way he’s looking at me is something I’ve seen before.

“What exactly did you figure out?” I hold my head high and give off as much brovoto that I can muster, but inside I’m a bundle of nerves.

“You’re parading around as his wife but I know women like you. You enjoy role play so that you can act out scenarios to keep your clients happy. So how much is he paying you?”

It takes me a second to absorb what he’s saying and then I get pissed. Why does everyone think I’m a hooker? Is it really so weird that a guy like Artemis might want someone like me? Sheesh.

“Whatever you think you know is wrong. I’m not a hooker or prostitute or anything else. Artemis and I really are married and I’m sure he would be happy to prove that to you. In fact, he probably would skip the proving part and just kick your ass. So how about you let me go and we can pretend this never happened.” I give him a tight smile and try to move around him but once again he stops me.

Now he’s pissing me off. Seriously, what the hell?

“You aren’t going anywhere. You think you can embarrass me in front of my men and get away with it? Well how about I teach you a lesson in the only thing women are good for…fucking.”

Wow, how sweet. Misogynistic pig.

Now all I’m feeling is mad and annoyed. Forget being scared of the guy I want to kick his ass myself. I wish I had a bit more training but hey what can you do?

“Very original. Do you get many women willing to put up with all your charm? I mean a line like that must have the girls lining up.” I say before smirking at him.

His face is turning red again which only brings me more satisfaction. I of course am too busy enjoying his suffering when he reaches out and nearly grabs me by my neck. Yeah, no thanks I already have bruises from the last asshole who hurt me. So I decide to move to the side just before he touches me and because the oaf is huge he falls right into the wall. He’s quick enough to keep himself from face planting but man that would have been hilarious.

Feeling brave I decide to literally kick him in the ass. Don’t ask me why because I wouldn’t be able to explain my reasons. He isn’t expecting it and stumbles forward a little further and slams one of his shoulders into the wall. Unfortunately, he recovers quickly and whirls around to face me. He’s breathing hard and his face is fully red now. It’s like looking at an angry bull, and what do you do when you encounter an angry bull? RUN! Which is what I try to do, but theres the matter of a giant man in a small space, so I don’t get far.

He grabs me by my hair making me cry out. “Where you going bitch?” He growls next to ear.

It isn’t like when Artemis talks in my ear, instead it makes me feel sick to my stoamach and I try to pull away from him.
“I heard what you did to him in there. Since you caused a scene for me I think you owe me.” He says before turning me by my hair so that I’m facing him and uses his other hand to push me down to my knees.

He starts to fumble with his buckle but I’m not about to let this asshole use me like this. I may have been too young to fight back once upon a time, but I’m not anymore. So, I do the only smart thing and bend my hand back as far as I can and move my arm up as fast as I can. The bottom part of my palm and the top of my wrist slams into his dick making him release my hair. This time he does fall back hard into the wall and I take this opening to unlock the door separating us from the rest of the plane and pull the door open. When I do several of the men are standing there.

“This man just tried to assault me. If he isn’t arrested right now and punished or I will have so many lawyers up your asses that you won’t be able to sit down for a year!” I yell at the men before I shove past them and come face to face with Artemis.

I let out a sigh of relief and walk over to him. He opens his arms and wraps them protectively around me.

“What happened?” He asks.

“Nothing I couldn’t handle, but I plan on signing up for some kick boxing classes when we get home. I would like to take a guy down without the clique dick kick.”

Alan laughs from behind him and I tilt my head to smile at him.

“Damn brother. You got a hot head wife who likes kicking giant men’s asses.” He shakes his head and walks back over to his seat. “Best flight ever.”

“Blue…” I can tell Artemis is building up to a rage episode based on his voice.

He reminds me of…oh man what are they called…LANDMINE! Their silent until enough pressure is placed on them and then BOOM! Artemis appears cool and collected but that because he’s building up for the final blow, and we don’t need that right now.

“Artemis please. I’m fine, okay?” Well, my head is sore, but no way am I going to tell him what that man did to me.

There has been enough worrying if I’m okay and letting myself take this dangerous treatment without fighting back. I’m not going to be a victim anymore. It’s time for this girl to become a weapon! John Wick watch out because Blue Rhodes is coming for your throne! Okay maybe I won’t be as good as him, but he’s the only badass guy I know since his movies were playing the last time I snuck into a theater. Also, I’m not sure about shooting a weapon of any kind. That’s probably a black belt badass skill I might never meet. Anyway, I digress.

“Come on. Let’s sit down and hope these men have a secure place to lock the mini dick guy until we land.” I grab Artemis’s hand and lead him back to our seats.

“How do you know he has a tiny dick?” Alan asks.

“Because I had to slam him pretty hard down there for it to have any effect on him. It’s always the muscle obsessed guys that have tiny dicks.” I sit down and almost have to pull Artemis’s arm off to get him to sit down too.

No one has come back from that hallway and I remember that there was another door on the opposite side of the hallway, so they probably took him to wherever that door leads to. At least I won’t have to see his face for the rest of the flight, and there is no way he would have walked away with just a dick kick if Artemis got his hands on him.

“ETA One hour!” Someone announces through the speakers.

That’s when all the men who came to drag little dick away come back and take their seats. I watch them and one locks eyes with me. He does something I don’t expect. He nods at me as if to tell me that everything is taken care of. I was so sure they would hate me, but I guess they’re decent guys after all.