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“Well. I didn’t actually think you had the balls to do it.”
“So what should we do?” muses a tipsy Iris. I tug the bottle of wine out of her hand when she goes to refill her glass. Her crazy and naughty side tends to come out when she’s super drunk, which happens often and fast with her being a lightweight.
“We should just blackmail him,” says Rosa while Iris nods from beside her.
“Absolutely not,” I say sternly. Or I try to, in my tipsy state.
They both ignore me, continuing their drunken plotting. Feels like déjà vu because it’s exactly like our last lunch.
“I’m in,” nods Iris eagerly. “How, though?”
“I’ll get the video of his threesome and threaten to share it if he doesn’t say yes to Bianca,” explains Rosa without missing a beat, her thumb pointed at me. “He can’t risk a scandal like that while working with the government.”
“My god!” I mutter to myself.
“Won’t that piss him off? He might say yes and then he’ll sabotage our plan by outing Bianca to her dad,” Iris replies thoughtfully before lying down on her stomach and resting her chin on her steepled hands. Looking between us, she lowers her voice and whispers, “Also… Dash is a dangerous man. Best not to make him an enemy if we want him to help our Bee.”
“What do you mean he’s dangerous?” Rosa demands before I can.
“There is a rumor going around.”
“Tell us.” This time it’s me who asks curiously.
“It’s regarding his contract with the government that put his company on everyone’s radar. It was only him and his rival in the last round of bidding. Apparently, his rival died just a few days before the announcement and it’s implied that he had a hand in the death.”
“What? As in Dash killed him?” I gasp.
“Or just hired a contract killer,” guesses Rosa. “I would do that.”
“I mean, it’s a rumor but the timing was suspicious as fuck,” mutters Iris. “All I’m saying is he’s ruthless and has connections which he accomplished all by himself. No one becomes a billionaire without some ugly gossip. ”
I don’t doubt it. Dash always had this callousness and formidable air about him that screamed to keep your distance. And when I think about it, the only time he didn’t have a scowl or boredom on his face was whenever we were alone.
Still, a murderer… That’s impossible.
“None of it matters because he said no, remember?” I remind them both sharply before standing up to put the unfinished bottle of wine and my glass in the kitchen.
“Then who will you marry?” pries Iris.
“No one.” She and Rosa frown as they peer up at me and I shrug, “It was a bad idea anyways.”
“It was Iris’s idea,” Ro mumbles, pointing toward Iris who slaps at Rosa’s hand.
“Oh, so now it was my idea.”
Rosa ignores Iris without taking her gaze off me and questions softly, “Then what are you going to do about Arya, Bee?”
The one choice I avoided by giving myself false hope.
“Say yes to my parents.”
***
Morning comes with the worst hangover of my life and I’m not just talking about the four glasses of red wine I consumed last night. It feels like a black, ominous cloud is hanging over my head, waiting to storm down on me.
I push Rosa’s right leg from over my stomach to get out of the bed. My head pounds as I recall her insisting on sleeping in my room because she didn’t want to leave me alone while Iris stayed in the guest room.
Actually, Rosa kicked her out when a drunk Iris began singing off-key. I believe she banged on our door before calling Nathan to complain when we didn’t let her back in my room. After that, the rest of the night is blurry for me. I tiptoe to the bathroom without waking Rosa up, as she tends to get violent if anyone disturbs her while she’s sleeping.
