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I studied him for a moment, trying to gauge if he was telling the truth. But his expression remained unreadable.
“Ares wouldn’t have?” Apollo’s brother had a temper.
“I know what Ares did and didn’t do. I’m telling you right now, the Godwins weren’t involved.”
I turned to leave, but Apollo’s voice stopped me. “And whatifI had killed Gabriel? What if I answered your question with ayestonight? Then what?”
I gritted my teeth, knowing exactly where this was going. “I think it’s best for our long-standing friendship that I don’t answer that.”
Tipping his glass at me before taking another sip of his whiskey, Apollo said, “I agree.” His stare darted to Storee who was bending down to pick up a discarded napkin, the fabric of her dress inching up her thigh, revealing entirely too much skin. “I’ve tried to give her money. Tried to honor Gabriel’s memory by making sure his daughter is cared for. She won’t take a cent. Insists on working these parties instead.”
I nodded. “She’s stubborn. She won’t take money from me either.”
Apollo nodded in agreement before taking another sip of his drink. “Her father was a stubborn son of a bitch too. To his detriment.”
Apollo raised his glass in a farewell gesture before turning his attention back to the partygoers.
I focused my attention back on Storee. She was moving her head from side to side, appearing to work out a kink in her neck. She shifted from one foot to the other, no doubt the heels she wore killing her feet.
She was tired.
I marched over to where she was picking up empty glasses and placing them on a tray.
“Time to go home,” I said.
Storee looked up at me, her eyes widening in surprise. “What? I can’t just leave in the middle of the party. I’m working.”
“You’re tired.”
She smirked. “So? I’m always tired. It’s calledworking.”
I clenched my jaw, knowing that I needed to get her out of here before I did something I would regret. “I said it’s time to go home. Now.”
“And I’m telling you I have to work.”
I grabbed her arm, pulling her close to me so I could whisper in her ear. “You’re not working anymore. You’re coming home with me.”
She yanked her arm back, her eyes snapping with anger. “I’m not your property, Locke. And I’m certainly not going anywhere with you.”
I leaned in closer, my voice low and dangerous. “You’re coming with me, Storee. I won’t ask again.”
Storee raised her chin defiantly. “And if I refuse?”
I didn’t hesitate. “I warned you last night and this morning… multiple times… what it meant the moment you and I fucked. Do we need a reminder?”
She scoffed. “What, are you jealous? You don’t own me, Locke.”
I leaned in close to her, my voice low and menacing. “I don’t want any man looking at you like they want to rip your clothes off. You’re mine now. I warned you.”
“I don’t want to upset the Godwins by leaving.”
“I’ll handle the Godwins.”
She looked at me for a moment, her eyes scanning my face before nodding. “Fine. I’ll go with you. But I’m doing this because I want to, not because you’re making me.”
I didn’t say anything, just grabbed her hand and led her out of the party and into my car.
As soon as we were in the car, I slammed my foot onto the gas pedal and sped away from the party, not bothering to look back. Storee sat in silence, her eyes trained on the passing scenery outside the window. I could feel the tension mounting between us like a coiled snake.
