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Mateo and I didn’t have shit. We had to work for it. We couldn’t get in trouble.
“Mateo,” I scolded as I slammed the front door.
Mateo and Blaise both glanced at me for a quick moment but then returned to their game, controlling characters and making attacks on other players and doing whatever the hell they did in video games.
“Can’t talk,” Mateo said. “Playing.”
“You look angry, V,” Blaise said, trying out another nickname for me. He took another look at me, full lips curled into a smirk, as he continued to skillfully press buttons on the controller. “I told you that I’d be over later to pick you up.”
“You said you’d be over to pick me up, not play video games with my brother,” I said through gritted teeth.
Blaise’s gaze flickered back to the TV screen for a moment as Mateo jumped into the air and threw his hand up in victory.
“Yes! I’ve been trying to defeat this boss for weeks now. Thanks, Blaise.”
I arched a brow, snatched the controller from Blaise, and grabbed his wrist to pull him to the front door. “Thanks, Blaise.Now, it’s time to go.”
“I’m taking your sister out,” Blaise said over his shoulder to Mateo. “Be good, kid.”
As soon as we got out the front door, I stopped and crossed my arms. Thankfully, the rain had let up slightly, and it wasn’t pouring anymore. I didn’t want to go anywhere with him right now. I needed to make sure he hadn’t corrupted Mateo with his filthy freaking mouth.
“You can’t barge into my house,” I said.
Blaise curled his lips into a dangerous smirk. “Mateo invited me to play with him.”
“No, he didn’t.”
“You can ask him, Sunshine.” He chuckled slowly, then waggled his finger at me and stepped closer. “That’s it.”
“That’s what?”
“You’re always a ray of sunshine.”
“Very sarcastic,” I said between my teeth. I twirled him around, placed my hands on his muscular back, and pushed him all the way back to his nice-as-hell car that looked so out of place in the slums. “Now, leave.”
As I pushed him, Blaise opened the passenger door, turned us around smoothly, and gently nudged me down into the seat. “Good thing you’re coming with me, Sunshine, isn’t it? I have plans for us tonight.”
Before I could try to get out of this mess, he slipped into the driver’s seat and locked the car doors. “I don’t care if you want to come with me or not. I know your secret, Vera, so you’re going to do whatever I say, willing or not.”
“So, your plan is to kidnap me?!”
He started the car and pulled off the curb, heading toward the main streets that led away from the slums and toward the rich sector of Redwood. “If you didn’t want to be here, you would’ve hopped out of the car the moment that I shoved you into it.”
I crossed my arms and stared ahead through the windshield.Damn BBS.
Fifteen minutes later, we pulled into the driveway of a white mansion with a beautiful yard with statues and blooming flowers—even though it was fall. I hesitantly stepped out of the car and followed him into the house.
While I had been to Blaise’s place when I was a kid, I didn’t remember it being so…grand. It might’ve been almost the same size as Maddie’s, but everything here looked so much moreexpensive.
Hand-sculpted ancient statues. Marble floor. Artwork that must’ve cost millions of dollars each. This place was worth more than every single person in the slums combined—times freaking a hundred.
I walked through the mansion, careful not to touch anything because I’d never be able to pay for it. It was so much grander than I remembered it when Mom used to clean their home when I was a child.
“This is … your house,” I whispered.
Of course it was his house. I just couldn’t wrap my head around how some people had so much money and others had to scramble for scraps, like my family. We worked our asses off to make ends meet, and Blaise … he was handed money. Probably had more than a million in a savings fund and stocks somewhere—wherever rich people kept their money.
Blaise threw his keys down on the entry table, as if he didn’t care if it scratched the marble. His family had enough money to have it replaced by tomorrow. Of course he didn’t care what he did in his house.
