Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
“I don’t know,” I reply. “But I have an idea.”
“Nobody’s dying tonight,” Dylan retorts. “It’s a fucking party. There’s enough booze for everyone.
Dylan gets out of the spring with his half-hard cock dangling freely, but that doesn’t stop him from walking up to them and picking his clothes off the ground right in front of the dude’s feet.
Ballsy.
“Yet it will never be enough to satisfy my craving …” the too-pretty-to-be-here motherfucker says, cracking his knuckles. “For blood.”
Fuck. This is gonna go bad real quick.
Dylan snorts and puts on his shorts, lacing the belt through before responding. “Why? You jealous of all the ass I get?”
The dude’s eyes narrow, and his nostrils flare. “Nathan.”
Oh fuck.
Dylan gets up in his face, but he doesn’t seem the least bit intimidated. “You’ve got some nerve saying that name out loud to me, Phantom scum.”
The crowd around us grows quiet. Some stop dancing and kissing and stare while others immediately leave. A dark cloud hangs over this party, and everyone here knows what’s coming.
“No one invited you to this party, snake,” the guy replies.
“There is no fucking party without me,” Dylan hisses back. “What’s your fucking name?”
“Kai Torres,” he replies. “Now I’m gonna give you a choice. Hand over the girl, or suffocate.”
I can see Dylan’s body growing rigid, his fingers curling into a fist.
Fuck.
“Don’t!” I growl. “Remember what your father said.”
“You scared?” The Phantom boys laugh.
Until I add, “Don’t do it, Dylan!”
And their smiles dissipate instantly.
Dylan raises a fist.
“Wait!” Pen suddenly yells, and Dylan’s fist stops halfway through the air.
“Penelope …” Dylan warns her.
“If I’m the one he wants,” she says, stepping forward. “I’ll take responsibility.”
“Fuck no,” Dylan rasps.
“You don’t make the fucking rules here,” Kai retorts, then he looks at her. “Come here.”
Penelope quickly grabs a towel lying on the side of the spring and wraps it around her tits before getting out of the water. The fabric barely covers her body, the bottom of her ass along with that beautiful plug still visible, and I just know those fuckers can see it too.
My fist tightens.
We were supposed to lay low. Quiet. Not make a scene.
Guess we won’t be living up to what Dylan promised his dad after all.
“What do you want from me?” Penelope asks. She swallows, bravely facing them with her head held high. “If you leave them alone, I’ll do what you want.”
Why would she do this? She was there, but she didn’t participate. This feud is all on us, yet she’s willing to throw herself in front of us.
He whistles loudly. “Everyone. Out.”
All the partygoers swiftly grab their stuff, panicked by Kai’s sudden dismissal.
Kai suddenly grabs her by the throat. “Nathan’s in agony because of you.”
“That wasn’t her,” Dylan says through gritted teeth. “It was us.”
Kai pulls her closer to him. “Yet he overheard Felix telling her he would’ve killed Nathan for her …” Kai grins as he grabs her wrist so she can’t escape. “Sounds to me like she’s the one responsible.”
It’s taking every ounce of self-control for Dylan not to attack right now. And even I’m on edge.
Kai grabs Penelope’s chin to force her to look at him. “And she’ll be the one to pay.”
“Let her go,” Dylan growls.
“Or what? She offered herself to me,” Kai replies, and he turns around. “C’mon, Josh. Let’s get the fuck out of here and play with our shiny new toy.”
“Oh yeah …” Josh replies, and he tears the towel off her body with ease. “ I wonder if she cries as ugly as her sister did.”
My eyes widen.
Oh fuck.
That’ll do it.
I jump out of the water and onto the edge, swiftly putting on my clothes before I approach Dylan.
But he’s radiating energy. Like something took over his body.
“What did you just say?” Dylan rasps under his breath, his eyes lowering.
Yup. It’s definitely happening all right.
“Why are you talking about my sister? What did you do to her?” Penelope asks Josh as he drags her away. “Did you bully her?”
“Enough,” Dylan says through gritted teeth, cracking his fingers without even touching them.
“Did you say something, snake?” Kai glances over his shoulder. “Yeah, thought so.”
Suddenly, Dylan lunges at Josh, fishing a knife from his pocket midair, only to thrust it into Josh’s shoulder.
Josh cries out in pain. “You motherfucker!”
Within seconds, Dylan’s pulled it out again only to jam it straight into Kai’s arm, who releases Penelope from his grip, and she falls on the ground.
All the people who were still around start to scream and run away from the party.
“Pen, run!” Dylan roars at her.
But she’s frozen to the ground.
Fuck. I gotta intervene.
Dylan’s eyes connect with mine and then with her.
“Ali. Take care of her!” he yells as he bolts off with the bloody knife still in his hand.
And the two Phantom fuckers chase after him.
Just as he wanted.
“Dylan!” Penelope yells, frantically looking through the woods. “They’re coming!”