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He stared at his reflection and instead of seeing himself he saw Tillons face. He shuddered, closing his eyes, and leaned his head back. “Once more you’ve done something wrong Napier.”
While he couldn’t go back to the past, he could try to make it up to Oye. A woman who would carve out his eyes if she knew he’d seen her vulnerable state.
“She isn’t going to forgive me easily.” He spoke aloud but then remembered he no longer had Ashiya, the annoying passenger; inside him. He truly was alone now, and for some reason that made his current situation even more sad.
Castian cell buzzed in his pocket, he pulled it out and glanced at the message there and tensed.
Raijin: Sabina just sent me a message, that Oye says you’ve got eyes on Asher. We’ll get the man ready, just tell us when you’re ready.
Letting his arm drop, Castian sighed it would seem Oye hadn’t been lying when she said she was done with the games. He pushed himself off the ground and walked over to the sink to wash out his mouth. He would do what she wanted and then he’d beg her for her forgiveness, he wouldn’t lose her because of his own stupidity.
If he, Lancelot Napier, couldn’t regain her trust then he’d truly not earned his title as a ‘Casanova’ even if it had been some years ago. Oye was the only woman for him, and even with D-day coming, he would ensure she wouldn’t forget him.
With that choice made, he quickly dawned Toricks face. It was time he found Tabitha and joined another mindless activity. He was sure, when Oye returned she’d be grateful for his absence. He would give her, her space for now but after dinner he’d tell her everything.
If she truly didn’t wish to have anything to do with him, he’d completely back off.
And on the same hand, he’d not demand anything from her, because he knew there was something between her and Nathan, but he sensed that whatever it was, if he could regain her trust, Oye would tell him when she was ready to.
The only worry he held was for any of the men he’d seen in the underground catching on to their tension. Not that he feared their fighting back, no, he feared one of them taking it into their head to target Oye.
His smile disappeared as he entered the hallway, if any of them took it into their head to lay a single hand on her, he wouldn’t mind locking them in the slowest form of time after cutting their throat so that they could feel every drop of blood leave their body.
One thing he’d learned well over these years was how to be cruel.
DINNER TIME
OYE
“Did you and Torick fight?”
Oye was surprised when Tabitha came to her side of the room. She was waiting with other guests who were wearing fancy gowns. Oye had been surprised when she’d found the two formal gowns in her luggage, apparently this dinner was fancier than she expected. But that didn’t matter to her, she stood in the corner lost in her own thoughts, and yes, she’d purposely avoided being alone with Castian-Lancelot. She’d deliberately avoided entering alongside him when they’d come down for dinner. And since they’d entered the sitting room she’d remained on the opposite side of it.
She met the other woman’s inquisitive stare and decided honesty was better in this situation. She didn’t think she could fake a smile. “How did you know?”’
Tabitha crossed her arms giving Oye a knowing look. “The way he keeps looking at you,”
Tabitha turned her attention to Castian who was currently scanning the crowd from where he stood next to Arwin. “And how you keep searching for a place to hide. Come, tell me what happened?” Tabitha said, looking a little too eager to gossip.
Oye couldn’t help laughing. “What if it was just my way of flirting? You know a bit of hide and seek to get the blood going?”
“Right, but your resting bitch face doesn’t exactly scream sexual tension,” Jina cut in as she walked over and handed Tabitha a glass of champagne. “Let me see.” She leaned forward squinting. “Yep, it reads pissed.”
“Has anyone ever told you two you’re annoying,” Oye asked, glaring at them.
“Darling, it’s a talent. Why do you think no one messes with us?” Jina said, making a mock arrogant pose.
Oye rolled her eyes. “I thought it was your lack of beauty.”
Tabitha released a gasp at Oye sharp retort. “You dare.”
Oye smirked. “I do.”
“Enough, what did mister handsome and worthless do.” Jina snickered,
Oye wondered if she should say anything. These two weren’t her closest confidants, but after thinking it over she figured why not. “He lied to me.”
“No,” Jina exclaimed mockingly. “Not Torick, he would never.”
