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When I swept downstairs to the foyer, Aiden looked pained. Gavin Crude was as well dressed, handsome and arrogant as when I had briefly seen him at the party.
“Dad, I'd like to introduce you to my girlfriend.” There was a subtle edge to the wordgirlfriend.I wondered if Aiden had told his father he intended to make me his fiancée soon. “Selena.”
“Selena, it's a pleasure to meet you.” Gavin’s warm tone almost disguised what seemed like a hint of sarcasm.
I looked at Aiden, then at Gavin, before I spoke. I could be nice and polite to Gavin Crude even if it hurt...as long as I got to kill him eventually. “It's nice to meet you, Mr. Crude.”
"Selena.” Aiden turned to me. “Would you get us some coffee and meet us in the blue living room?”
I was playing a role, and so I smiled. “My pleasure.”
Sometimes assassins have to do a little serving and smiling to get close to their victims. But it always annoyed me. I’d served drinks and had my breasts groped since I was a teenager, blending into the crowd for a chance to slip a knife into a man’s guts.
The three of us were soon seated in one of Aiden's lavish living rooms. I poured coffee for both men and fixed Aiden’s cup with a splash of milk, the way he liked it, before I handed it over to him.
Gavin Crude took his cup and didn’t bother to say thank you. Another reason to shoot him later, the misogynist prick.
"Tell me about yourself, Selena," Gavin said. "How did you and Aiden meet?"
Aiden had told me how he wanted me to appear. Intelligent and sophisticated, but submissive and adoring. Of course he'd tell me I had to adore him... professionally speaking.
"Well, Mr. Crude," I started, looking straight into his eyes. "Aiden and I met at a mutual friend's party. We were immediately drawn to each other's passion for... exploration." I gave him a coy smile, knowing exactly what I was implying. "I was drawn to Aiden's confidence."
Confidence was code, in this case, for dominance.
I had mixed feelings about Aiden's dominance, but I'd pretend I loved it now.
Gavin raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by my bold statement. Aiden, on the other hand, looked amused with my response. I was sure he'd point out that I'd have to back that statement up at the club.
"I see," Gavin said. "And what do you do for a living, Selena?"
"I'm a writer," I replied. It was an easy cover, since I could claim I wrote under a pen name. "I enjoy exploring the depths of the human psyche, delving into the darkest corners of the human mind."
Gavin nodded, but I could tell he wasn't impressed.
"And what about your family?" he asked.
"My parents are…deceased," I said. “I was raised by my uncle. He’s very religious.”
About assassination.
Killing the deserving was Man’s true religion.
"I'm sorry to hear that," he said, but there wasn't a flicker of real emotion in his eyes. He was probably thinking it would be easier to schedule his holiday parties then, since I wouldn’t have family of my own that I might pull Aiden away to visit.
Aiden wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and I leaned into his warmth.
We were having the most dull conversation--I despised small talk--but it felt charged with danger under the surface.
As the conversation dragged on, I could feel Gavin's eyes on me, assessing me. I had to appear sweet and submissive, like a good enough future wife for him to transfer power to Aiden.
Submissive was fine, but I refused to let him see me as weak.
"So, Selena," Gavin said, his voice dripping with condescension. "What are your intentions with my son?"
I looked at Aiden, his arm still around me, and smiled. "My intentions with Aiden are quite personal, Mr. Crude," I said, my voice low and seductive. "But I can assure you that I am fully committed to him."
Gavin snorted. "Committed to him? For how long?"
