Page 28 of Calavera Society


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Instantly, the ire that melted away with the beauty around me, suddenly returns in full.

“What? Was that too difficult of a question for you?”

“Roberto owns this car and a warehouse that is twice the size of your home is filled with others he owns titles to.”

My mouth drops open at this information, my eyes locked on Rey’s which are currently rolling, but I honestly don’t care. My father owns this car and along with others…these luxury, overindulgent cars…

“I’d say your innocence is refreshing, but it’s not. It’s a reminder that I will have to hold your ignorant hand every day, like teaching a baby to walk. You’re exasperating without even trying to be. I can see why you’ve been kept in the dark all your sad little life.”

My hands ball up into fists, my fingers begging to be wrapped around his throat, but I force them to relax as I lean back against the door. I let my eyes rake over my stepbrother, cataloging everything about him, like how my proximity makes him stiff and uncomfortable. He keeps his eyes on the window and away from me, but I can’t help but feel as though he’s watching me in the faint reflection.

Doing my best to sound like a sex kitten, I give a breathy sigh, “But big brother, just think about how much fun we could have together as you teach me all the ways a lady should behave.”

As we pull up to Noah’s house, I rest my chin on Rey’s stiff shoulder, my lips barely brushing against his ear as I whisper, “Now who’s innocently ignorant.”

I pull back and let my hand briskly pass over his hardened cock, flirtatiously giggling when he hisses.

I cock a brow at him, schooling my features back to my usual resting bitch face, “I don’t know what kind of girls you’re used to being around, but don’t get it mixed up, Diablo. Between you and me, I’m therealCalavera, not the replacement.”

The pure fucking hate in his cold eyes does crazy things to my libido, sending my heart into high gear, sputtering like an old car that hasn’t gone above five miles an hour in years…I’d love to have his hateful dick ponding inside me.

Hate fuck?That’s child’s play, I want aDiablo fuck.

But that sexy, hateful look also tells me that I hit a wound. My words have twisted him up inside that gorgeous -yet overly stiff- body of his.

He leans forward suddenly, pressing into my space and coming dangerously close to touching his lips to mine, but I refuse to back up and cower, so I sit still and breathe in his exhale without breaking eye contact.

“You’ve woken a beast,muñeca.” His eyes slide down to my lips before rolling back up, his head tilting to the side like a snake, “Watch how well Ifuck, your entire world up.”

He says the crude word in a suggestive way, leaving me both threatened and turned on.

“Bring it,chamaco.” I tell him, doing my best not to show how hard my heart is pounding.

His eyes narrow as I reach behind me and open my door. I slide out of the car and breathe in air not tainted with Rey’s mind-numbing scent of power and dominance. Noah lets out a low whistle in appreciation for the Rolls Royce. As I run toward him, I make a mental note to add the Rolls to my list of demands during my forced stay in Coventry. I jump up as I reach my best friend, and latch onto him like a spider monkey. He drops his bags and wraps his arms around me without resistance.

“You okay?” He whispers as the driver takes his bags quietly.

“Yeah, I’m just so glad you’re coming with me.” I spot his mother coming out onto the porch, her hateful eyes on me like I’m the reason for all of her problems. God, I hope she has a slip and fall in the shower one day—one she won’t recover from.

I turn from her and guide Noah to the car just as Rey steps out.

He eyes the evil woman behind us, clear disdain on his face as he looks her up and down.

“Hello, Mrs. Cabañas. Thank you for agreeing to Noah enrolling into the men’s portion of Coventry University,” he looks to Noah, giving my best friend a look that can only be described as salacious before returning his gaze to theputa, “I’m sure he’ll findplentyto do there.”

Noah chokes on air as Rey gives an evil smirk to the cunt who stands there looking like a church nun grasping at her imaginary rosary beads.

“How dare you!” She screeches.

Noah steps in front of already speaking Rey and faces off with his witch of a mother, “Save your theatrics, mother. My life is no longer your business and if you try to interfere, I’ll make sure to remind you in the same way you’ve reminded me what an abomination I am.”

My brows shoot up my forehead and get lost somewhere past my hairline as I look between Noah and his mother. I’veneverheard him speak to her that way before. I’ve seen him fight the urge to lay hands on her, swallow down the curses that sit on his lips, and bite his tongue -figuratively and literally- but I’ve not once borne witness to something quite like this.

Rey clears his throat, drawing the attention of everyone, including the comical looking Mrs. Cabañas.

“We have a plane to catch, so if you’ll excuse us.” Rey doesn't finish his sentence; he just gestures to the open car door while stepping to the side. As Noah and I pass him, I notice Rey’s cold gray eyes still glued to Noah’s mother.

In a deep voice that sounds more animal than human, Rey demands of the witch, “Habrá problemas?”Do you have a problem with this?

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