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In three minutes, my hair is up in a messy bun, my contacts are out of my eyes—don’t sleep with your contacts in—and I’m still wearing this white shirt, as if it does a good job of covering my ass.

It doesn’t, but who fucking cares.

Looking in the mirror once more, I stare at my reflection.

“As of now, Gemini, you’re left with nothing,” I tell myself as I analyze my predicament. The smile that haunts me in return encourages me to continue down this path. “Just as planned.”

Leaving the bathroom, I notice my suitcase in the corner of the room.

Placing it on the bed, I pop it open to retrieve my Versace-prescribed glasses, only to notice the very familiar silver case in the middle of my luggage.

The way my heart skips in excitement makes me fight to squeal when I pop it open to reveal the hidden gem inside.

“Sometimes, Daddy Dearest acts like he’s not on my side,” I quietly hum and look at the metallic weapon looking temptingly back at me. “But maybe you wish for my vengeance to prosper.”

Closing the case and locking it securely, I grab my glasses case and slide the spectacles on my face. Placing the velvet box on my nightstand, I pause when I notice an enamel pin.

“Huh?” It intrigues my interest because it’s the cutest little thing. An animated bunny surrounded by roses of red and blue. It makes me wonder where the fuck it came from, especially when the only person who’d know all about my little anime pin collection obsession is Warren and maybe Domino if he paid attention enough back then.

I used to put pins on my tie to decorate my uniform. It was deemed cringe-worthy, but then again, who the fuck cared about me. The nerdy orphan who was Dom’s favorite pet to abuse.

Trying not to think about walking onto a school property in a few short hours, I take the pin into my grasp to admire the silver outlining up close. The bunny is wearing a tiny crown, only the crown is silver, and in between the decorative spikes is a tiny black snake.

“Unique,” I whisper and smile. “I’ll keep you.”

I don’t care who it’s from. It may repeat the same bully instances as back then, but I’m not the Gemini from years ago who was a hopeless child, thinking a knight in shining armor would save her.

A Ruthless Queen saves herself.

20

SIGN AND DINE WITH ROYALTY

~DOMINO~

Fucking hell…

“Everyone out,” I demand and watch as the maids, butlers, resident manager, private accountant, and schedule coordinator quickly bow out of respect and scurry so fast, you’d think I told them to run for their fucking lives.

That could be the best way of hinting it out with my deadly growl.

I knew I wouldn’t get past breakfast without Iva pissing me the fuck off.

Daring to give me a boner at eight in the fucking morning.

“Sweet Dynamite,” Zander hums in approval as he’s taking her in as she walks into the dining room looking a hot fucking mess.

In my damn shirt, at that.

When I say she’s a mess, it has nothing to do with her appearing unattractive.Far from it.She looks like a nudegoddess wearing that thin ass shirt of mine that leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination.

Fucking perfection.

I can see her defined curves and hints of her muscles along her arms as she walks toward the breakfast table where we’re sitting. The streams of sunlight dance across her pale flesh from the various windows and wonderful skylight. That very skylight has to be a paid fucking actor because it’s descending its morning rays on our new maiden this fine morning like she’s truly a blessing to our livelihoods.

She’s a fucking curse. She has to be looking so delicate yet devourable.

My cock further presses into my pants, making things tighter down there.

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