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I spend all the way, trying to find the right words to say. I can’t actually apologise since I didn’t do anything wrong. But one thing for certain, I hate the tension between us. It reminds me of those awful days when we were on an invisible battlefield.
The Ferrari rolls in front of a mansion — no, a palace.
I forgot that we’re watching the game at his house.
I reach a tentative hand to his that’s still gripped around the steering wheel. “Aiden, I —”
A loud bang hits the roof of the car and Ronan sticks his head inside from Aiden’s open windows. “Come on, bitches, the game starts soon.”
He continues hitting the roof of the car with a ball. He really has the worst timing.
Aiden flings the door open and exits without a glance.
Chapter Forty
The King’s mansion falls on a large piece of land, it’s impossible to see the end of it.
Three-storeys high, the house stretches horizontally like a palace. There are even two towers on each side and the entire structure appears old. I wouldn’t be surprised if this was a noble’s estate before. There must’ve been renovations, though, because all floors are filled with huge glass windows. Sometimes, glass takes more space than walls. It’s like a glasshouse.
A fountain rests not far from the entrance. A sad angel ceramic statue pours water from a jar. A woman dressed like the Virgin Mary holds him with a tear sliding down her cheek.
What a strange image to have at the entrance of a house.
Aiden doesn’t wait for me and disappears inside. Ronan, however, falls behind. At least someone has the decency to not leave me alone on my first visit here.
I pull my phone and text Kim.
Elsa: Are you here yet?
Kim: Coming. Just finishing up orgasming.
My lips hang open and I cast a glance at Ronan, hoping he didn’t see.
A shit-eating grin greets me.
“Tell her to take all the time she needs.” He waggles his eyebrows. “I’m available if she needs a hand.”
“Eww.”
“What?” He jokes. “If she’s texting while finishing up her orgasm then she’s not doing a good job. I can teach.”
“Keep your teachings to your horde of admirers, Ronan.”
“Just trying to be a good sport.” He grins and I can see why the girls at RES melt for him faster than cheese on pizza. His ruffled handsome looks are primary reasons, but it’s his charming nature and outgoing personality that makes him so desirable.
Ronan and Xander are more approachable than Aiden and Cole.
And more playful, too.
My phone vibrates again.
Kim: Shit! ORGANISING, not ORGASMING. Stupid autocorrect.
I laugh and thrust the text in Ronan’s face. “Happy now?”
“No.” He genuinely appears disappointed and I laugh harder.
He opens the door for me. “My offer still stands, though.”
