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Helios Andreadis looked like he wanted to kill her now, and her heart sank even more.
“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I do speak English perfectly.”
Confusion warred with misery. “Then I’m really late?”
“By about an hour,” Helios confirmed coldly.
“But I still had classes—”
Yuri said gently, “The vacancies in our club are highly sought after. A lot of the girls simply chose to ditch their classes in order to be one of the first to apply.”
MJ’s shoulders slumped as all her hopes crashed down around her. She couldn’t believe everything would end just like this. After two long years of planning how she could be close to Helios, this had to happen.
Yuri’s gentleness sharpened Helios’ irritation. He did not want anyone to bekindto the girl, dammit. All he knew was the kinder Yuri was to her, the more he wanted to be cruel to the girl.
Kellion observed the unusually contemptuous expression that had fallen over Helios’ face. It was not that Helios never held anyone in contempt. Like any Greek male, Helios was damn good at carrying grudges. All of them were. It was the fact that Helios’ face revealed any emotion at all that made Kellion murmur, “Just out of curiosity,moro mou,which spot are you hoping to apply for?”
The girl stole a glance at Helios before answering, as if seeking his approval.
Helios’ face did not change, but Kellion knew his friend well enough to know that Helios did not disapprove of the girl’s actions.
“I...was hoping you’d have a need for a photographer.” There actually hadn’t been a list of vacancies on the club’s entry in the college paper. In fact, it was the only one that did not have any requirements, but MJ was banking on the fact that every club needed a photographer. Surely Helios’ org would be no different?
Even Kellion was taken aback by her answer.She did not really have a clue about their club at all, he realized with surprise.
Everyone in Christopoulos University knew that their club only had menial roles assigned to the girls, which ranged from cleaning their rooms, taking care of the laundry, and preparing their meals.
Cheerleaders to heiresses to part-time models to groupies – all of them would die for a chance to serve Afxisi. All of them would do it for the same reason, too. Afxisi was a club that consisted of the world’s most eligible and fuckable bikers. Serving them increased the chances of having sex with any one of them, and being taken by one of the club’s members would mean bragging rights not just any woman could flaunt.
Kellion smirked. “You truly do not have a clue about our rules, do you?”
Instead of answering the question directly, MJ said weakly, “I’m a fast learner?”
Yuri coughed again.
Helios disliked all the attention his friends were showering on the girl, and he demanded, “Why do you bother applying when you clearly have no understanding of what our club is about?”
Helios himself was the answer to his question, and the fact that he was the one asking it could only result in one thing.
MJ’s cheeks turned the deepest shade of red.
A flash of insight hit Kellion. “Well, fuck.”
Yuri came to the same understanding a second later. “I see.”
Helios frowned. “Can one of you explain what the hell’s going on?”
The impatient note in Helios’ voice only made Kellion want to laugh, but he successfully managed to rein in his amusement. He nodded towards the girl. “We know why she’s joined.”
Helios’ face became expressionless. “Is that so?” Something inside him intensely disliked the fact that Kellion and Yuri knew something about her that he did not know.
“She has a secret crush on one of our bikers, and that’s the only reason she wants to be a part of our club. She wants to be close to him.”
