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BONUS EPILOGUE
Mischief Night…
Lyric
Malum Noctis, otherwise known as Mischief Night. It was the one night when rules were irrelevant, and consequences didn’t exist.
The low timbre of the bass gave the underground room a heartbeat. It was this heartbeat that urged me on. Through the crowd, I watched Caspian Donahue carry Tatum out of this unholy place. She didn’t belong here. I didn’t either.
Blue lights created neon shadows on everyone’s faces. Beneath the shadows were flashes of smiles and glints of eyes full of mischief. Strong, thick hands caressed my body, pulling me closer from all sides.
The bass called to me.
Da pacerne domine…
Thump thumpthump
In diebus nostris…
Thump thumpthump
There was an ominous vibration in the air, as if the walls of this tomb were issuing a warning. All around me, people renounced the spirit of morality and danced on the edge of depravity. White powder coated tan skin. Hands inched inside short skirts. Heads bobbed between parted thighs.
Harry Potter got it wrong.
This was the real Chamber of Secrets.
Someone grabbed me by the elbow and yanked me away from the warm body pressed against me. “Time to go.”
I looked up into bright green eyes.
Chandler Carmichael.
“Fuck you. I was just getting started.”
“Save your attitude for someone who gives a shit.” He continued pulling me through the crowd. My flesh ached where his fingertips were undoubtedly leaving bruises.
Two hooded guys at the entrance—orexitin this case—opened the door for him as if he were fucking royalty.
He placed his hand on the dip in my back and pushed until I’d made it to the top of the stone stairway.
I contemplated running, but we were in the middle of a cemetery. Where would I go? “Where’s Tatum?” I stopped and glared up at him. I knew where she was. I was just stalling.
Chandler was seriously hot. If you liked emotionless assholes with smart mouths.
I was also an emotionless asshole with a smart mouth, so the two of us were like oil and water.
“She’s with Caspian.” He smirked at me. “But you knew that already.”
Okay,intelligent,emotionless assholes with a smart mouth.
“Where are you taking me?”
“Home.”
He didn’t say another word the rest of the way to my house, and I didn’t bother arguing with him. He was Chandler fucking Carmichael. It wasn’t like I could win, anyway.
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