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“You want to tell us what this is about?” I muttered, scanning the dark tables.
“Just keep walking,” London commanded.
Four men and a young woman waited at the rear of the club. The men didn’t turn when we approached, but the woman did. She was young and fresh faced, with innocent eyes…one by one, the heavy hitters turned, cutting me with a cold, dangerous stare that reminded me too much of St. James. I glanced back at the woman, poor bitch. She wouldn’t stay innocent for long.
“I’d like to introduce you to the Lawlor brothers,” London started. “This is Baron.” He motioned to a chisel-jawed motherfucker with a hard stare. “Royal, Atley, and Wolfe. This is Helene, Riven, Kane, Hunter, and Thomas Cruz.”
They said nothing. Just a nod my way before Baron shifted his focus to Helene. “Ms. King.” He reached out his hand for hers. I fought the need to tighten my grip.
But she took his hand, giving him a smile. “Mr. Lawlor…Lawlor Diamonds, right?”
His smile widened, but those shifty fucking eyes flicked my way like a goddamn snake. “Yes,” he answered, giving her his full attention. “Are you in the market for one?”
Then my goddamn hold did tighten. I cleared my throat and stepped forward, moving my focus to the young woman who stood quietly between them. A woman who looked awkward as hell amongst the towering assholes in crisp, unbranded suits. No, there was no Armani with these guys. I turned my focus back. I doubted you’d find a single brand in their entire wardrobe. It was all allowed with these men. All perfection molded around their heavy frames.
I smiled, shifting to her once more. She trembled, her heels tottering like she wasn’t used to wearing them. “You look frightened, don’t be frightened. I’m sorry, I missed your name.” I reached out my hand.
Her eyes widened before jerking to Baron, then the others. There was a tic in Baron’s jaw before he swung that fake-ass motherfucking smile my way. But I saw the real look under the lie. Revulsion. Hate rippled in his stare. The motherfucker hated me and for the first time in my life, I didn’t know why.
“Cloe, why don’t you take Helene and show her the gem London just purchased for her sister? I’m sure she’d love to see it.”
“For Vivienne?” Helene’s voice rose. “Oh my God, show me.”
No woman could resist beautiful things.
Especially if it was in secret.
But that fucking asshole was playing us. No, he was playing me. I stepped closer, lowering my voice. “You got a problem with me, motherfucker?”
“Gentlemen,” London murmured. “Not here.”
I jerked my focus to London. What the fuck was going on here?
But London didn’t give me anything other than his steely stare as the young woman reached for Helene’s hand. “You have to see the four-carat pink diamond. It’s my personal favorite.”
Helene didn’t want to leave, glancing from London to Baron, then to me. I gave her a nod. “It’s okay.”
She didn’t like it, but she allowed herself to be guided to the bar, just out of earshot. I waited until the young woman unrolled the black velvet pouch and spread the jewels out, the sparkle reaching us here.
“Through here,” London said carefully and turned away, heading toward a door that connected to a separate seating area through a glass wall.
From the corner of my eye, I caught Helene glance our way before the young woman touched her arm, drawing her focus back. I followed London and these rich assholes into the room, my brothers close behind.
Lawlor took a seat, leaving London to stand on the other side of the table.
“You might want to close that.” Baron glared at Thomas, who was the last inside.
My brother glanced my way, waiting until I gave a nod. He wasn’t wearing his black shirt and clerical collar. Strange, but now wasn’t the time to ask him why. I turned around as the door closed. Through the glass, Helene looked our way.
I strode forward, bracing my hands on the end of the table to glare into the asshole’s eyes. “Want to tell me what the fuck is going on?”
“We need to know one thing before we start,” London said carefully.
My cheeks burned as I waited. “What?”
“Did you rape Helene?”
I flinched, then jerked my gaze to London. “What the fuck did you say?”
