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wrinkling her forehead and creating fine lines around her mouth left him pondering if she considered her reaction a good thing.
    The door pushed open and his aunt peeked her head around the corner. “Sorry to interrupt.”
    “Come on in.” Nix motioned with his hand to Georgie and gave Mads a quick kiss. “We’ll talk about that in a minute.”
    His aunt approached cautiously. “You have a call on my cell.”
    Odd . “Who is it?”
    “I don’t know. A charming young man. He wouldn’t give me his name, said you’d been close recently.”
    Nix stepped out of Mads’s embrace, but kept one hand on her thigh. “You don’t find that peculiar, Georgie?”
    “Extremely.” She offered him the cell and gave them a shrewd smile.
    He accepted the phone and placed it to his ear. “Nix speaking.”
    “Hello, Phoenix.” Micah’s voice filtered through the connection. His gaze slashed to Mads. “My wife in the room with you?”
    “Yes.”
    “Allow me to speak with her.”
    “Fuck you. No.” Nix didn’t realize he clenched Mads’s thigh until she laid her hand over his. He tempered his sudden anger and forced his tense muscles to relax. “If you wanted to speak with her, you should’ve contacted her, not my aunt.”
    On the other end of the line a bell chimed. It sounded like one of those that announced a customer. Where the hell was the bastard? “I don’t have Madison’s telephone number.”
    Micah ? Mads mouthed at him.
    Nix nodded.
    “Put him on speaker.”
    At the request, Nix frowned and shook his head.
    “That man on the phone is your husband, Madison? The King of Hell that’s been chasing you for so long?” Georgie’s mouth rounded in surprise at the possibility.
    “Yep,” Mads answered. “He can be charming when he wants.”
    I disagree . “Charming like a demented mountain lion.”
    Mads’s smooth-talking husband chuckled. “Thank you, Phoenix.” Muted chatter came through the receiver. “I seem to remember you liking my charm just fine.”
    Couldn’t deny that if he wanted. “Look…you son-of-a-bitch—”
    Mads ran her palm up his arm. “Don’t let him goad you.”
    “Listen to my wife. She’s wise beyond her years.” He wanted to kill her fucking husband. This phone call was about Micah flexing his control, showing him the King still held leverage over her. He’d have to fight for her, and he had no idea if he was capable of winning.
    Her hand dragged across his shoulder and cupped his cheek. “Nix, put him on speaker.”
    Unable to refuse her much of anything, he sighed. “Hang on, Micah.”
    “Would you like privacy?” Georgie tucked short, curly strands of hair behind her ears.
    Mads shrugged. Nix glared at the phone as if the cell, rather than the man on the other end of the line, offended him.
    Mads’s husband was the one who answered Georgie’s question. “Privacy is preferred, doll.”
    Nix waited until his aunt shut the door behind her before he spoke. “What do you want?”
    Mads flicked her fingers toward the door. The metal lock latching jerked his attention. A smile tilted the corners of her lips, one that reminded him of a child discovering she had power over something for the first time. She’d learned her demonic talents quickly. Much too quickly for his peace of mind.
    “Madison, kitten, are you harmed?”
    “No.” She made a face. “Why would I be?”
    The muffled sound of Micah’s voice emerged. “Coffee. Black.” Nix’s best guess was he’d shifted his phone away to respond to someone, wherever he was. “I wasn’t sure I could trust Zennyo Ryuo after Hell. Speaking of Hell”—the rattling of dishes emerged through the line—“you were supposed to return. And since I cannot get to you mentally, I’m guessing you’re trapped in a Demon Lock?”
    “Yes. It’s….” She glanced at Nix and chewed on her bottom lip a moment. “It’s why I didn’t return.”
    “I suspected.”
    “Is that the princess on the phone?” Elias was with