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“Yeah, I mean — I wouldn’t want to be on his bad side.” I shrug, looking up at Taurs. “Actually, we should say hello. You seen him?”

Taura gives me a bit of a weird look. “Yeah, I’ve seen him.”

I mirror her confusion.

“Okay.” I shrug. “So where is he?”

Taura looks past me, nods towards the staircase.

And then from his bedroom at the top of the stairs he walks out with a laugh. He pauses to help tug a girl’s dress back on.

I snort a little — typical Jules.

Zips the girl into her tight little black dress — she looks hot from behind, actually.

He waits by the door for her — more chivalrous than he usually is — and then she walks out.

Holy fuck.

Magnolia hops out of his room in one heel, reaches up and holds on to his shoulder to put on her other shoe.

He cocks a smile at her. Looks proud of himself.

Holy shit.

She walks down his stairs, hand grazing the rail — sex hair, sex mouth — her eyes are soft around the edges in a way that makes me all sad and sick and jealous.

My jaw is on the fucking floor. Feels like I’m falling through space.

She walks right by me. Not a fucking glance in my direction.

Her bottom lip’s heavy like it’s just been bitten.

Fuck — I’m going vomit.

Just breezes over to Anatole Storm, who smirks at her like he knows what she’s just done. Makes me want to die seeing her bounce around people like him. Anatole Storm? One of Julian’s mates. One of the most fucking terrifying men in Britain. Runs militias.

Julian cruises after her, cool as a motherfucking cucumber— pauses in front of me.

Squints, cocks a smile.

Reaches over, closes my open mouth — smacks me on the face twice — technically playfully, technically hard.

“Happy new year, bruv.” Gives me a shit-eating grin.

My jaw goes tight.

Anyone else, anyone else on the fucking planet and I’d kill them on the spot.

But him?

He might actually kill me back.

He moves to Jordan, takes her hand in both of his.

“You must be the girlfriend?” He shakes her hand and she’s blushing. “So happy to meet you. Pleasure—” He grins, catching my eye. “Absolute pleasure. You have no idea. Pleasure’s all mine.”

He chuckles at his own joke, then walks up behind Parks, slipping his arms around her waist from behind.

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