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“Why did you direct me to seek out the Lords if you knew what they were like? Don't try to deny it!” I scold as I question this insanity.
His face hardens, “Because, Catalina, you are to be the Lord's next Lady. We all agreed to this when all of you kids were little, and you will do as you're told.”
Disbelief takes hold as I listen to my father's words. I was sacrificed long before the Lord's Toga party and by my own parents! I was enjoying my time with the Lords, but now that I know this is how it will be, that little rebellious part of me is beginning to bubble up. I scoff to myself, 'Me, a fucking Lady to the Lords? Pfft, in their motherfucking dreams!’
TWENTY-ONE
Oakley
Icrave her. It's beendays since I was inside my Kitty Cat, and I'm beginning to go through withdrawals. Fynn bragged about having her all to himself the day Jett and I were repenting. I need time alone with the Saint. I need to remind her who she belongs to, so she doesn't get any ideas and try something stupid again.
Her running into me was no accident. Had she been paying attention, she would have known that I was here, standing behind her as she watches that Rob puke walk across the campus with some friends. She needs to be better aware of her surroundings; she must have a death wish or something. Kitty Cat isn't dying just yet because we are far from done with her.
When she spaced off while I was talking, I stopped and just waited. Smirking, I pretend I've been talking the whole time and remind her to meet me at the library. Now she will be wondering all afternoon why we are meeting there. It's easy enough; there is seldom anybody there at six o'clock, and even though there are a few things I do want to look into, it's mainly to get my Kitty Cat alone.
I watch her hurry to the building that her father's office is in, and then a few minutes later, I see my own father walk out, “Hey, Dad. Did you see Catalina in there?”
“Yeah,” he smirks, “She's with Devlin right now.”
“What's the smirk for?”
“Catty has become a hot little number, just like her mother. You boys are lucky.” His words make me cringe because Kitty Cat is old enough to be his daughter, but I don't comment.
“Yeah, she is pretty hot, but she's got a mouth on her as well,” I tell him.
He only shrugs, “Good, so she fits right in.”
“Oh, that she does,” I chuckle.
“Say, Devlin and I are going to plan a dinner together, and I want you to be there, along with Catalina, of course,” my father states before walking toward the parking lot.
“Okay, just let me know,” I say, then call out as he gets further away, “Where are you going?”
He turns and looks around, “Your mother called; she's bored.” He gives me his knowing smirk, and all it does is make me want to puke. I hate when he refers to his sex life with my mother, but I guess I shouldn't have asked.
I wave to him to go, “Give her my love.”
