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“We would have no choice,” Ares reminds. “We’re forced to be with her younger sister, remember.”

“Last time I remember, it never said ‘we.’” He looks my way. “Mr. Leighton, Jr. over here is the one to be arranged married to the little bunny.”

I scowl at the reminder.

“I hate fucking bunnies,” I snap.

Zander barks in laughter.

“I know. You hate them, Ares is allergic to them, and I think they’re cute diabolic menaces that I wouldn’t go near their furry bodies, FYI.” He chuckles. “Either way, I’m not forced to marry that young, innocent girl. Being Ruthless Kings may be the chance to enjoy further deflowering our maiden until she’s as ruthless as us, but nowhere did I sign my complete submission to this princess who knows nothing about our world.”

Fuck…

I don’t even know what this girl looks like now, yet I’m arranged to marry her. A girl who doesn’t despise me. She probably thinks we’re going to be her knights in shining armor.

“Anywho, let’s bet on it. Get some sort of proof of it, and at the end of the term, show the goods,” he concludes. “Second place can offer an ultimatum that needs to be approved by the winner.”

“And last place?” I growl.

“Has to submit to our maiden for the next term,” Zander sweetly states like it’s the perfect curse laid out for the pathetic loser. “How interesting it will be to see one of the Ruthless Kings of Carnage suck up to our Queen as our lives depend on it.”

“You’re a fucking psychopath,” I snap as I’m out of my seat. Tucking my cock back into my pants, I begin stomping toward the door.

“Aww. You know you’re going to lose.”

“Fuck you, Zander. I ain’t losing shit,” I declare because there’s no way I can lose this bet.

Me, Domino Leighton lose and submit to Gemini Ivanka Prescott like a fucking dog? Hell no. No fucking way. I’d rather shoot myself in the foot than deal with that shit.

My brain is already working on devising a plan.

“Okay! It’s a deal!” Zander calls out and laughs manically.

“Guess we’ll read the contract in the car,” Ares concludes with a sigh. He’s already over Zander’s fucked up antics.

What annoys me the most is he sounds too fucking calm.

Meaning, he knows he won’t lose.

That only makes me stomp my feet harder as I grab my keys to my G-wagon out back.

“She’ll beg to be fucked by my cock. Just she wait,” I vow.

21

WELCOME TO THE SCHOOL FOR ROYALS

~GEMINI~

“Dolcezza?”

I’m sure Zander’s been calling me for some time now, but the intriguing mix of fruity scents and lavender contributes to my lull state of mind.

Car rides always make me so sleepy.

Another reason why motorbikes are so much better. The adrenaline pumping through your veins as the speed goes faster. The roar of the engine, the feel of empowerment as you grip the handles, preparing to accelerate down the freeway to your next destination.

I’ve only been on a bike a few times.

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