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Whatever it is.
Whatever they have to offer.
Consequences be damned.
“Take me home,” I murmur, pulling away from the kiss and looking up into his steely eyes.
He offers me a rare smile, kisses me once again, and then, we’re off.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Fuck,we’rereallydoingTHIS.
After months and months of watching her, she’s finally here with us, in our car, ready to be fucked. Look, it’s not like we’ve been pining after the woman all this time. If we really wanted to, we would have fucked her already. And that’s not me being cocky, it’s just the truth. It doesn’t take much to get a woman’s attention and we can be very persuasive. We can have them on their knees for us in less than five minutes if we want.
But my Little Flower, she’s different. She’s watched us for months and we’ve watched her. It’s been the hottest and longest foreplay of my life. My best friends had their doubts, but I always knew we’d wind up here.
We had no solid plans for tonight, just rules. We knew we’d keep our identities and lives a secret. Our world is too dangerous and unstable right now to bring anyone in, especially someone like her. She’s too sweet, too perfect. We’d taint her. We want to destroy her cunt, not her life.
But for that reason, we decided on no names, no numbers, and no information that could lead her back to us. She doesn’t know, but after tonight, she won’t even see us at Sanctity anymore. Shits imploding in our lives and we’re going underground. Tonight is our last night of freedom, and we wanted it to be with her.
As we settle into our huge custom-made SUV with blacked-out windows and bulletproofing, Violet goes unnaturally silent. I don’t like it. I can tell she’s getting nervous. I don’t blame her. She’s in a vehicle by herself with three scary-looking motherfuckers. We whisked her away from her friends without much preamble and now we’re taking her home.
I get it. But, it just won’t do.
She’s given her address to Mario who’s driving us to her place. She’s squeezed in between Zander and me in the back seat. Her back is ramrod straight, her hands clasped tightly in her lap and her breathing is labored. I’m not sure if it’s nerves or the fact that’s turned on. Probably both. I know I’m still rock fucking hard.
“You always lived in the city?” I hedge, trying to get her to loosen up. Maybe some conversation will help. Her head flies in my direction and her mouth opens and closes like a fish. It makes me chuckle.
“Uh, no,” she murmurs with her eyes squinted. “I um, I grew up in Virginia. Moved here 7 years ago after college.”
“What do you do for work? Do you just write?”
She looks confused as fuck by my questions and I don’t blame her. Really, I shouldn’t be asking. We won’t be able to offer her any answers in return but I just can’t help it. Something about her calls to me, makes me want to get to know her.
“I own a coffee shop in SoHo. Do you guys just own the club?” She settles a bit more comfortably in her seat, her shoulders and tight fists relaxing.Good.
That question, we can answer.
“Yep,The Alchemistis ours. It’s relatively new but it does well for us,” I supply before turning it back to her. “So is New York where you met your husband?”
“Ex- husband,” she growls out. Her vitriol makes me laugh but I throw my hands up in apology.
“Right, ex-husband. Must be some kind of bastard for that strong of a reaction,“′ I chuckle.
“He cheated on her,” Zander supplies, jaw tight.
Hmmm...his anger is interesting. He’s generally so unbothered. I mean, I don’t like the fact that someone would cheat on my Little Flower either. She’s perfect, it makes no sense. But, it also doesn’t matter and it won’t affect my life in the least. She’s single and she’s here, so I win.
“Fuck, I’m sorry,” I soothe, trying to get her back to her previous calm. “So, you left his sorry ass, yeah?” She jerks a nod and a devilish little smirk takes over her gorgeous face.
“Sure did. Walked in on him fucking his business partner, took a video, and left him that day,” she leans back on the seat, looking proud as punch with herself.
The car is silent for a moment while she revels in her badassery until Zander throws her a surprising question.
“What was he doing to her?”
Violet’s head whips his way and she mutters out a surprised, “huh?”
