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But I’m stuck. I can’t actually say no to Serj. Because this “favor” is clearly part of our deal. And there’swaytoo much money on the table for me to let my own shit get in the way of my family’s success.
“I’d be honored to take her, Serj.”
He beams widely, clapping me heartily on the shoulder.
“Excellent, my friend. Excellent. She’s here right now, actually. Would you like to talk details about tomorrow? Maybe you could coordinate your tie to her dress or something. I don’t know how these things work.”
“Well, I’m sure she and I can speak on the phone—”
Nope. Serj marches right past me, flings open the door, and bellows.
“VANYA!”
He turns to smile at me. I hear the sound of heels clicking on marble floors as she approaches, and suddenly, Serj’s daughter walks in, dark hair billowing around her like a villain’s cloak. She gives me a polished, practiced smile.
“Hades.Sogood to see you again.”
“Likewise,” I mutter.
Serj beams. “Well, I’ll let you two discuss. Hades, my thanks again.”
I nod as he steps out and closes the door. Then, we’re alone.
Vanya sighs, her shoulders relaxing a hair as she wanders over to the bar cart and pours herself a vodka.
“So, it looks like you’re my date for tomorrow,” she says dryly.
“Great,” I growl.
She sighs, cocking her hip as she eyes me. “Look, I know you don’t like me very much, Hades.”
I snort. “I wonder why.”
She shrugs. “I…actuallyhavewondered that. I thought we got along okay back at school, you know? I’ve always assumed it’s because I wouldn’t fuck you.”
I stare at her in disbelief, my jaw tight.
“Are you joking?”
“Nnn…o?”
I laugh coldly. “You have no idea why I might not be your biggest fan.”
“I genuinely don’t. But I also don’t care that much, Hades, so it’s okay. We can go to this dumb gala thing tomorrow because my father is insisting that I go—and I’m guessing he’s holding your deal over your head to makeyougo as well. So, we can go, get drunk, not talk to each other, and call it a night. Sound good?”
The gall of this woman is unbelievable.
“You seriously don’t remember what happened at that frat party at the Sigma house. Your freshman year, my junior one.”
“Hades, that was like nine years ago. I really don’t, sorry.”
Anger begins to make my blood boil.
“It was a Halloween party. Your freshman year.”
She looks at me like I’ve got two heads. “Hades—”
“You were wearing a Cleopatra costume, with a gold mask,” I hiss. “I was drunk, Vanya.Verydrunk. And you used that to—”
