Surprisingly, there’s a knock on the passenger’s sidewindow before I start the car’s engine. I unlock the doors, and Love opens the door on my side. “Can I go with you? I cleared it with Josh,” she says pointing at a fuming Josh with a fake smile on his face. Smiling doesn’t come naturally to him. And he looks like a psychopath. Oh, wait, heisa psychopath. My bad.
“Of course, sit, ma Vie,” she shudders I don’t know if it's because of me or the temperature difference. I choose to believe the first. Call me delusional if you want, I don’t mind, as long as she’s with me. “Why did you run away today?” I question, I know it wasn’t just Marcus, or Rian, something upset her.
“I didn’t run away, I needed to help Marcus-”
“Lies,” I instantly reply.
“Believe whatever you want,” Love says, I start the car and drive towards the highway. I first decided to let her win, but that wouldn’t get me an explanation, and I’m what my mom would call a control freak.
“I believe in the truth. And that’s not it. Regretting getting in this car?” I ask when I notice in my peripheral vision, Love’s looking outside the window.
“Are we exclusive?” Love asks and a knot forms in my soul.
“What is even that question? We’re exclusive, we’ll always be. You’ll always be mine, Love. Don’t fool yourself,” I say and my mind roams over Rian’s looks at her. Insecurity fills my blood for the first time since my mother died. “Did you let someone touch you?” I ask her, she’s still wearing my clothes, no bra, I’d say no panties, delicious curves showing in all the perfect places. God this woman will be the death of me.
“No, that’s not it. I saw something-”
“What did you see?” I ask her and my mind starts making hypotheses. The only time she was alone before leaving she was in my room, with nothing in there. Wait, something was there. My phone.
“That doesn’t matter. If I’m yours, you’re mine too, Dominik, you know that right?” she asks and I nod chuckling.
“Are you agreeing that you’re mine?” I ask her adjusting myself in my seat, my dick chooses the worst occasions to act like a dick.
“In your dreams,” she says and the banter only gets me harder. The only thing keeping me from stopping the car right here, right now, is Josh in the car behind. My brother threatened someone he considers to be his brother and right now, I don’t need, and honestly can’t afford any additional trouble. “Did you know your brother was kidnapping Marcus?” Love asks and I glare at her to see her already looking at me.
“I didn’t, if I did I wouldn’t have let him. He has this habit of being a huge inconvenience,” I disclose, I won’t tell her more. She doesn’t need to know. But why do I want to keep talking? “I’m always cleaning up his messes. He gets in trouble and I solve it, that’s how our relationship goes,” I was never a man to quiet my wants.
“Why do you do it?” she asks and I glance her way while stepping on the gas for actual fright my brother decapitated Marcus, wouldn’t be his first. With someone else, of course.
“Promised my mother I would before she died,” I answer letting her see a glimpse of my mind, “It’ssomething that’s going to take me to the grave,” for some reason the darkness comes back and makes me close up. The titanium walls I held high are bulletproof and unscratched once again. Or at least until I look at Love when we arrive at my place.
“This is your house?” she asks there’s a gleam of want in her eyes when I park the car.
“Was,” I answer, her eyes become duller. The want was directed at me. I’m such a delusional prick, I get out of the car smirking before Josh and the others park their car blocking our exit.
“Come on, everyone, follow me. And Damian? Stay in the car ready to go to the nearest hospital,” I say unsure if I’m asking it for Marcus or my brother, because Josh will go berserk when he finds out about the broken hand. Yet not just because of that, not even nearly just that, the fact that James played the torturer game on his best friend. That wouldn’t sit well on my stomach either.
“You know I’m going to kill your brother, right?” Josh says and doesn’t wait for me, he goes inside the house through the kitchen and finds the basement door in no time.
When Josh nears the end of the stairs he starts going back up. “What’s wrong?” Rian and I ask in unison.
“Either one of you take Love home,” Josh asks and I let Rian take her, I do look at her before she leaves, she glares at me with those stunning ice pearl blue eyes.
“What the fuck are you doing here, Spencer?” Josh asks as soon as we hear a car’s engine start outside.
“So Dominik is your backup? Tragic!” Spencer exclaims playing with a knife in his hands, I see nothing but red, a red mist blurring my sight. I’ve been planning Spencer’s death ever since I fell flat for Love. Yet there’s something Josh and Love are hiding from me.
This wasn’t just because he sent a spy, this tone Josh just spoke in, is the type of tone you give to someone who murdered your most precious asset. Or person, as most would say.
“How’s Love? Heard she turned out great, good girl, huh?” I have to physically stop myself from breaking Spencer’s wrist and stabbing his ass with his dagger. He doesn’t get to call her that.
Josh must’ve noticed he put himself slightly in front of me. I control myself, which is an art I usually master. Not so often for the past two years. I switch mine and Josh’s position. Stephanie treasures me too much for Spencer to attempt to put a finger on me. Not that I need her protection.
“Answer Josh’s question. What are you doing here, Spencer?” I demand to know. Spencer’s dark green eyes spark to life. I know what this look means on him. He wanted something and he got it.
“Where’s James?” I ask and Spencer laughs.
“You caught that, uh? Step outside and you may find out. Or not,” Josh tries to lunge at him but I stop him. He has no chance of trying to fight me, he’s by far weaker. Don’t get me wrong he’s tough, just not tough enough to take down someone who knows how to immobilise you.
