Page 48 of The Siren's Call


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“Fuck’s sake Red, you’re so bloody bossy.”

“She’s hangry, get used to it,” Luka mutters.

“What the fuck is hangry?” Misha asks, puzzled.

“Oh my God, you don’t know what hangry is? Have you never had a girlfriend say she’s hangry?” I ask.

“I don’t do girlfriends, Red.”

“What never?”

“Never fucking ever.”

“What? So you’re a virgin?”

“Fuck off, of course not! I have fuck buddies that’s it. I fuck’em and leave.”

“Well hello Romeo, I bet they are queuing up around the block for you and your charm. Jesus wept!”

“They are actually Red. But it’s not the charm that they are after, it’s my dick. They get my dick and then I leave. See? Everyone is happy.”

“What the hell, you need some training on how to treat a woman right. Don’t worry Bear, I’ve got you.”

“I don’t need any help Red, I’m perfectly fine the way I am. Now, what the fuck is hangry?”

“It’s when a woman is angry because she is hungry, hence hangry. It’s a scientifically proven fact.”

“Fuck right off Red, it’s just another excuse for you all to be brats. Any excuse and you all jump on it; you just need a firm hand.”

“Says you Mr Casanova. Just remind me how many relationships you’ve had? Oh, that’s right, a big fat zero.”

“I don’t need a relationship to know when a woman needs a firm hand because she’s being a brat.”

I’m just about to give another bratty reply when Misha’s phone rings.

“Saved by the bell,” Misha laughs, getting up and heading to the lift.

Arsehole, I’ll get him back for that one. He enters the lift and smiles at me when the doors are closing. A couple of minutes later the lift doors open and Misha and another one of Kai’s guards haul a load of pizza boxes over to the table. I pause the film and head over, followed by Luka.

I’m not even joking, there must be ten pizza boxes on the table, five chicken strip boxes and five boxes of chips. Plus different flavours of fizzy pop.

“Bloody Hell, is this for the other soldiers as well?” I ask, bewildered at the amount of food in front of me.

“Fuck no, those fuckers can eat when they clock off. This is for us, and I ordered the boss his usual as well.”

“What’s that?”

“He has two meat feast pizzas.”

“Two extra-large meat feast pizzas to himself?” I asked, shocked.

“Yeah, Red. He’s a big man, do you think a couple of slices would be enough?”

“Well, no, but two whole pizzas? My lord.”

“Here’s yours Luka. A meat feast with extra cheese, chips and chicken strips.” Misha says as he passes Luka’s food to him.

I watch as Luka settles down at the table to eat his food, looking back to see Misha carrying two pizzas, a box of fries and chicken strips and placing them on the kitchen counter. He comes back and gives me my pepperoni pizza. I sit down ready to have a couple of slices and look bewildered at Misha when he picks up five pizza boxes and starts tucking in.

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