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Tristan shook his head. “Not yet.”
“Fuck,” Knox muttered. “When?”
“If my sources are correct, she’ll be here on Monday.”
“Okay.” Tightening his arms around me, Knox breathed out heavily. “This weekend is supposed to be about celebrating. We should wait to tell him. It’s just going to put him in a shit mood, and he doesn’t need that. He deserves to have a good time tonight.”
Tristan nodded. “I agree. I just wanted to give you a heads-up.”
“Who’s Quinn Farrow?” I ventured.
“A girl who used to go to school here. She’s got some history with Roman.” Knox pressed a kiss to the side of my head. “I’m sure you’ll meet her at some point, but it’s nothing you need to worry about right now.”
Before I could reply, the door swung open, and Roman Cavendish entered the room.
Silence fell.
Roman’s gaze flicked between me, Knox, and Tristan. His brows rose. “Private party?”
I was the first to recover, and it was because I suddenly knew what I needed to do. Straightening up, I untangled myself from Knox’s grip, meeting first Roman’s eyes, then Tristan’s. “Can I speak to you both?”
* * *
It was a long, halting story, with interjections by Knox, and by the end of it, I was completely wrung out, a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes, Knox cradling me in his arms on the edge of the sofa. “I understand if neither of you want anything to do with me, but I promise you…I swear on my life…I’ll never, ever knowingly do anything to hurt Knox or his family again. They mean everything to me.”
Roman and Tristan exchanged wary glances, but eventually, Tristan nodded. “It’s clear that since you’ve been around, Knox has been less of…” He paused, trying to find the words.
“Less of an asshole?” Roman suggested, smirking at Knox, who gave him the middle finger.
“Fuck off, both of you. We want a fresh start, okay? We’ve been through a lot of shit, and none of us can judge Elena, because…because…fucking hell, if we’d been through what she’s been through—”
“We get it.” Tristan straightened up, looking at me before turning to Knox. “We’ll hold back judgement. It’s a fucked-up situation, but…yeah. Elena has been a victim in this too. And we know you, and we know you don’t do relationships, so I’m thinking that your girl has to be someone special.”
“He’s important to me. I—”
Knox placed his palm across my mouth, stopping my words. “Shhh, baby. They know what we mean to each other.” He cleared his throat. “Are we done here? I need to spend some quality time with my girl.”
“We’re done.” Tristan nodded at him. “Just to be clear, we’re happy for you both.” He jerked his head in the direction of the door. “Ro. Coming?”
Roman pushed off the wall. “Yeah. We’re done here.” He yanked the door open and disappeared, with Tristan shooting Knox a pointed glance before he followed Roman, closing the door behind them both.
“It’s more difficult for Roman, with the whole Quinn thing.” Knox tugged me in the direction of the exit. “But that’s not our problem to worry about right now.” His fingers closed around the door handle, and as he stared down at me, a sinful smile tugged at his lips. “I hope you’re ready.”
Then, he covered his face with his mask.
48
KNOX
Itook a step back, admiring my handiwork. My cock was pounding so fucking hard at the sight in front of me. The crypt was lit by a combination of dripping wax candles and hidden recessed lighting, sending dancing and flickering shadows across the lines and curves of ancient stone, illuminating the cobwebs that stretched across the arches of the ceiling. In the centre of the room, the huge tombstone was draped in heavy black fabric, and spread out on top of it, her arms and legs bound by scarlet rope, fully nude aside from the diamond collar that sparkled at her throat, was Elena.
“I have never seen anything hotter in my life,” I rasped, drinking in the sight in front of me.
“I want to see you,” she moaned, arching her back, thrusting her gorgeous breasts upwards. “Please.”
“I fucking love it when you beg.” Stepping closer, I tugged off my T-shirt, keeping my mask in place, and then curved my fingers around the band of my jeans. I watched in satisfaction as her pupils dilated even further, her lips parting as she dragged her gaze down my body.
“More. More, Knox. Please.”
