Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 114936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 575(@200wpm)___ 460(@250wpm)___ 383(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 575(@200wpm)___ 460(@250wpm)___ 383(@300wpm)
“Not yet…” I swipe the saliva from around her lip with my thumb, sucking it off. “Later.”
Her shoulders fall and her mouth parts. “Keaton!”
“Nah, uh, baby.” I grab her by the wrist and help her to her feet. “And you’re coming with me so I can make sure you don’t finish yourself off before I get to.” I drop her hand and make my way to the stairs. “What are you wearing?”
“You know I’m going to have an attitude all night because of this!” she calls from downstairs.
“Fucking counting on it,” I mumble to myself, finding the dress she’s wearing lying on her bed. Picking it up, I grab the shoes that are beside it before jogging back downstairs to find her pouting on the sofa with a freshly poured glass of vodka.
“I hate you.”
“Awww, who doesn’t love a little degradation foreplay?” I nudge my head toward the door. “Get up. Let’s go.”
“Fine.” She pushes up from the chair and snatches the shoes out of my hands, slipping the red bottoms over her feet and doing up the buckles. I go to reach for her jacket, but she glares at me from over her shoulder, widening the door and stomping down the stairs. Shaking my head, I chuckle when the door shuts behind me and we make our way down to my bus.
Sass and Kill stop on the steps of theirs as they close the door behind them. “Ah, what?” He shakes his head and laughs. “I kinda wanna be a part of this!”
“No, you don’t!” Cartier sings back, stopping outside our bus.
Opening my phone, I snap a couple of photos without her knowing. “These will look cute on the Mayhem page. Might bring in a new audience.”
“Ha. Ha.” Her cheeks are blushed red, her shoulders tight. I know she’s frustrated, and it’s right where I want her.
“Oh fuck!” Ky snaps from the kitchen and I hear Lilith laugh around him. “Nuh uh! No way are we doing this.”
I close the door behind me and dump Cartier’s shit onto the closest sofa. “Don’t look at me. Wasn’t my idea.”
“Awww…” Lilith grins, a glass of wine hanging from her fingers. “This is cute.”
Cartier slides up onto the kitchen counter. “I need tonight over with. I have a feeling—” I brush her upper thigh with my broken knuckles when I reach for the bottle of whiskey on the counter.
She hisses, her eyes closing and jaw tensing. I smirk, winking at her as I flick off the lid. It hits her on the tit. She pauses again before continuing. “I think The Fathers are wanting to change the way we recruit.”
“As in…” Kyrin asks, seemingly ignoring the fact that his baby sister is half naked on our counter and I am the reason she is that way. Progress.
“As in, I think they’re wanting to snatch people off the street if needed.”
“We don’t need, though…” Kyrin adds, just as Killian and Sass enter. Killian flashes me a knowing grin, coming into the kitchen and taking the bottle off me. At this point, I don’t really care what she and Kyrin are talking about.
“You know, you’re both fucking crazy. Never thought that would be you two. You both seemed too… uptight.”
“Fuck you. I’m not uptight, I’m selective. And Cartier?” I smirk around the rim of the bottle. “No, yeah, she is uptight. Lucky for me, I know how to undo her.”
Sass unzips the dress for Cartier and places it on her lap when she sees Kyrin shuffling uncomfortably again.
Cartier stands and steps into the gown, pulling it over her body. Jesus fucking Christ that body. “There’s something I haven’t told you.”
“You think?” Kill eggs her on from behind, shuffling a deck of cards. “Think that’s obvious.”
“I’m not talking about the whole CEO, trained in all sorts of weird shit for three years thing. I’m talking about something else that I probably should have told you first, but I needed to wait until you knew about me.”
I push off the counter and hold my breath before she says her next words. The door opens again and King and Perse walk through. “Family meeting without us?”
“No.” Cartier turns her back to Sass so she can zip her up. The dress is tight where it needs to be tight before falling around her feet in a puddle. It’s beige with diamonds all over her bodice, giving the illusion that she’s naked.
This fucking girl is going to kill me.
“I was waiting for you both.” She offers a gentle smile before stepping around me with that same bratty look on her face, and reaching for the bottle of champagne on the bar trolley. “Before I go further, you all have to agree to a blood oath with me.”
Pause.
“In Kiznitch.” Her eyes fly around the room.
Silence.
“Tomorrow. In the tombs, like our ancestors did. If I do this, and I bring you all in the way I’m about to, I have to know that I can more than trust you. I have to know that you’re not going to hold secrets from me too. Going forward.” She pauses to fill her flute with bubbles. “I want us to work together. Not like Delila did. Everything was so disconnected and a power trip. I don’t want to come in here and make you all feel like I’m like her. I want us all to run Midnight Mayhem in a sense that we’re all equal.”