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“Just shut up for a few hours and stop screaming like a loud chimpanzee!” I don’t realize I’m actually yelling. “My bad for passing the fuck out because you, the leader of the Ruthless Kings, told us to skip dinner because we were late after our ‘shopping spree,’ when in reality, you were still pissed off that I got your black card and abandoned you with Ares and Zander’s to fulfill our bet. My fucking bad for drinking the alcohol youkept ordering for me while you were off with that cunt-ass red headed bitch, who you’re so fucking obsessed with when she probably doesn’t even like you! Just using you for whatever shit she needs. I humbly apologize for not being healthy because my fucking little sister and the family I was adopted to put my health on the sidelines to please their golden angel because she’s their birth daughter compared to me, a burden.”

Letting out a frustrated breath, I make sure he’s meeting my raging gaze.

“For someone who gives two shits about me getting apparently kidnapped by some masked man in black who we have no clues about, you suck at showing you give a shit!” Taking a step back, I grab the door. “Go be a good Ruthless King and leave me alone until I have enough fucks to tolerate your childish, weak, tantrum ass!”

I slam the door shut, turn the lock, and stomp back to the bed.

Jumping onto it, I get back to my crossed-legged position and look at Zander. Opening my mouth, I huff impatiently.

“Feed me!” I declare and watch the immense glee that forms on Zander’s face.

“Ah! My Sweet Dynamite is just so delightful to admire when she’s angry,” he praises and offers me a spoonful of pudding, which I take without hesitation.

“That’s the first time I’ve ever seen anyone put Domino in his place,” Kian quietly whispers and looks to Arlo. “Have you ever seen that shit?”

Arlo just shakes his head.

“That has to be on tape,” Kian offers.

“Probably is,” Zander notes and grins. “Dolcezza. Give me two seconds. Let me save that shit for blackmail.”

“I can fucking hear you, dammit!” Domino calls out, which ignites laughter I assume is from Ares.

Shit, Ares is laughing that loud.

“She just kicked your fucking balls and left you like a fucking stray cat on a doorstep!” Ares is losing it.

It’s enough to catch Zander’s attention as he’s out of his chair with his phone in hand and opening the door to appease all of our curiosity.

Our assumptions are right.

Ares is there, laughing his fucking head off.

As for Warren, he’s fighting off the need to snicker.

The world must have ended, or I’m high on drugs.

“Are you fucking laughing at me?!” Domino snaps at Ares, who’s being pulled by Warren.

“That’s our cue to ditch for our own safety,” Warren announces.

“Wait… fuck… my stomach hurts… someone… get that on record. Please!” Ares’ laughter continues as he’s being tugged down the stairs.

“Don’t you dare fucking save that shit!” Domino growls and is scrambling up, still clutching his balls. He’s glaring back down the hall, his eyes meeting mine momentarily.

Narrowing with palpable disgust.

“If my balls are fucking injured, Iva, your time as Maiden is fucking over!”

“If your balls can’t stand an easy kick from me, then you should throw that Ruthless King mantle into the trash,” I mutter, and now Kian and Zander are laughing their heads off.

“SHE DID NOT SAY THAT?!” Kian hollers, and I realize his laugh is more feminine in nature.

I look to Arlo, who I’ve assumed doesn’t like showing any signs of emotion. Yet, there he is, with a slight smirk on his bearded lips.

“SHE DID! I have it all on record!”

“Give me that!” Domino demands, but Zander slams the door in his face.

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