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“His worst nightmare,” she answers without missing a beat. Romeo and Xavier both laugh.
“Oh, I like you already!” X snarks as he wiggles his brows. “I’m Xavier and this is Romeo. Don’t let the name fool you, he is anything but a gentleman.” Ro playfully punches X in the arm.
“I’m a ladies man. What can I say?” Chanel laughs and to my surprise, it isn’t forced or faked. I didn’t realize how much I missed the sound of her laughter until this moment. Ro and Xavier slide into the bench seat opposite us. I shift forward to tell them to fuck off but I clamp my mouth closed when Chanel speaks.
“So, how do you both knowKacey?” I tighten my hold on her in warning. The shithead pushes the blade harder against my cock, causing me to jump slightly.
“We’ve known him since high school. We both practically lived at his house. Mrs. Vaughn said we were her adopted sons.”
Fuck!
CHANEL
Kacey Vaughn.
That’s his name, not Connor Ryker. I fell in love with a fucking lie and didn’t even know his real goddamn name! I feel him attempt to shift closer to me, so I press the dagger harder against his erection. When a small hiss escapes him, I know without a doubt I cut through his jeans. I fight to keep the smile off my face as his two childhood friends reveal all the details about his family and where they all grew up. Con–Kacey tries to cut them off numerous times. Still, they ignore him and continue to tell embarrassing stories about their friend without knowing they are giving me all the ammo I need to take this fucker down.
“So, how do you two know each other?” Xavier asks. I smile viciously as I turn to the man at my side.
“Did you want to tell them or should I,Kacey?” His left eye twitches. I know that look and it used to send shivers down my spine because I knew he would punish me for it later. He is the only man I have ever let throw me around and bark orders at me—only in the bedroom of course.
“Sure thing,Sin.” My nostrils flare at the use of the nickname that is no longer his, only Royal and the twins get to call me that. Not him, not anymore. The bastard has a death wish and clearly doesn’t give a shit if I stab his dick because he leans in and places a quick peck on my lips before turning back to his friends. “We’re dating.” I nearly snap my neck as I reel back, ready to deny his claim. He uses my shock to his advantage, and pulls the dagger away from his dick, then kisses me…
For a second, one split second, I forget about the past and what he did to me. Nothing matters as he slips his tongue past my lips and I taste him for the first time in two years. I'm transported back to a time when I didn’t hate everything in this world, I didn’t thirst for the blood of those who wronged me. I remember how happy I used to be, how I thought life could be some big fairytale where a boy I fell in love with would be welcomed into my family.
But it was all a lie.
I bite down on his tongue and snap my eyes open to his blue ones shooting wide as a groan tears from him. I release his tongue and shove him back. His friends laugh at his expense as I stand from the booth and rush toward the back of the pub where I spotted the bathrooms on my way in. I head straight for the disabled one, needing a minute alone without the sounds of women bitching in the stall next to me. I grip the sink and take a deep breath trying to gather myself. After two fucking years of fighting to keep every ounce of emotion I have ever felt for him buried deep inside me, one single kiss and it all resurfaces.
I pull my phone from my pocket and dial the one person I know I can always rely on.
He answers on the third ring. “Sin, you good?”
A whoosh of air escapes me at the sound of Royal’s voice. Over the years he has become my crutch, the person I lean on when I need to be brought back from the brink when the need for destruction consumes me.
“If you made a mistake, a mistake so fucking huge that you knew that the people you loved most in this world would never forgive you for it, what would you do about it?” I know I’m making no sense but I can’t tell him the truth. He can never know about Con–Kacey. He would want to kill him on sight, not only because he is a fed, but because Kacey Vaughn broke my heart, and is the reason I changed who the fuck I am, becoming this angry jaded bitch that trusts no one.
“I would come to you for advice and beg you to help me fix it.”Fuck!“Sin, I know you better than anyone and I know for a fact your dad lied to me. This trip isn’t about him needing to let you go or teach some shit, is it?”
“No,” I breathe out.
“You gonna tell me what this is really about?”
I take a shuddering breath and shake my head even though I know he can’t see it. “I want to tell you but…”
“You can’t?”
“Yeah,” I whisper.
I hear him exhale tiredly and hate myself a little more inside. I detest liars and the fact I am lying to the one person who has had my back my whole life, makes me hate Kacey just that little bit more.
“No matter what happens, I will always be here for you, Chanel. I know shit has changed since I met Erika. I’m trying to work out a balance—”
I cut him off before he can continue. “Royal, stop. Erika changes nothing between us.”
“Then why the fuck are you pulling away, Chanel? I can feel it. I thought making you my underboss would help us get back to how things were back at UNLV, but it only seems to have made things worse. The twins even noticed that you’ve changed, and you know those idiots don’t notice shit!”
“It isn’t that simple!” I defend.
