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I stiffen as Cain walks into the room.
“You’re the princess, so why the fuck are you tidying up? And where the fuck are my lazy-ass Diamonds? They might be dirty, but they know they’re supposed to keep the floor clear.”
He laughs at his own joke, and despite how uneasy he makes me, I crack a smile.
At his outburst, several of the women working at Dirty Diamonds spring into action, and it doesn’t take them long to remove the bottles and empty the ashtrays.
“Right, listen up.” Cain claps twice. “As you all know, the Kings have free rein over the entire building today and tomorrow. They’re going to do what they do best. Pillage our alcohol and dirty up our finest women. So if you don’t want King cock, get the fuck out of here. If you stay, you’re fair game.”
Oh, my fucking God. Did he really just say that?
Cain is definitely in a league of his own.
Only a few women leave, but it’s enough to show who’s standing behind the baffling fucker.
“Mama?” I gasp, surprised to see her in our midst.
Rose and Alana squeal, equally surprised. They both dart to her side, hugging her like there’s no tomorrow. Within minutes, every single Cruz Cunt has joined us, and several Kings. Where the women are happy to see her, the men seem like they’re unsure how to feel about her return.
“You’re not supposed to be here,” Titch growls.
“Who the fuck let you back in?” Munroe barks.
The Cruz Cunts bare their teeth, and Rose steps forward. “Show some fucking respect,” she snarls.
I don’t know why my eyes drift to Cain, but when they do, it immediately becomes clear who’s responsible for Mama being here. When he catches my gaze, he mimes zipping his lips and throwing away the key. Then he holds his index finger up to his lips and winks.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Rocco’s loud, booming voice slashes through the noise like a dagger, and everyone stops talking at once.
“M-Cara?” Gray asks as he steps around his Prez.
There’s a ghost of a smile on Rocco’s lips, but it’s gone so quickly I almost second-guess whether or not I saw it.
“Were the rules of your banishment not clear?” he asks, doing his best to sound indifferent.
Motherfucker.
“Very clear,” Mama replies, lifting her chin.
While the two of them are locked in a stare-off, I move to Gray’s side. As soon as I’m next to him, I snake my arm around his middle and sag against him.
Since the attack, I don’t like when he’s out of sight, or out of reach. It’s like I need his hands on me to breathe, to function. Which begs the question, why didn’t I just go over to him before? Now, with his arms around me, the world finally makes sense again. Breathing is easier, and I… I no longer feel like I don’t belong.
Even being back here at Dirty Diamonds is less scary when he holds me. Which is the very definition of irony, since he’s the reason this place is triggering me so badly. But maybe it doesn’t need to make sense as long as it’s true.
“So why the fuck are you here?” Rocco challenges. “Someone get her the fuck out of here.” He points at Mama C, who wordlessly raises her eyebrows.
I startle as Cain’s voice suddenly booms across the room. We all look around, and when my eyes land on him, I can’t hold back a burst of laughter.
He’s standing on top of the bar, holding a fucking megaphone to his lips.
“Hear ye, hear ye. Kings and Cunts from across the kingdom.”
“What the fuck?” Beth sniggers as Cain bows gracefully.
Everyone looks like they’re seconds from bursting into laughter—even Slasher looks like he’s feeling… something apart from grief.
“As our honored guests, you may have a say in what drugs and alcohol we serve today, and which of my women’s cunts or asses you want. No, wait, I’ll keep calling them Diamonds to not confuse them with your Cunts.”
