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“He was the only one there, meeting up with Valen Black.”

“You better be certain son. I’ll kill every last one of them.”

“It was him dad. I have pictures.”

I pull out my phone and open the photo gallery, showing him every photo. There is no denying it was him. He handed over a case of about fifty grand. Who knows how much money he’s been paying them to kill off our men? He’s had a bad taste in his mouth ever since he found out my dad had his father killed for raping my mother. He would be livid if he knew I was the one who carved his eyes out of his skull and blew him to shreds with dynamite.

“They are dead. Bastian, his brother, and Hell maybe I’ll rape his mother in front of him while he slowly bleeds out. Don’t do anything until I give the order son. I want to make sure these rats get the exit they deserve.”

I nod and walk out of the office.

“Oh, and son,” he called out, “Don’t forget. You have five months or you marry the whore.”

I storm out of the house and back to my car. I pull out my phone to check Evelyn’s location. She’s at a restaurant, probably with Astra. Perfect. I send Lucien a text, letting him know I need a favor from him. I put on “Hail to the King” by Avenged Sevenfold and make my way to her. I need to hurry. My father doesn’t make idle threats.

8

Evelyn

I sit on my side of the booth, sitting next to Astra. Harmony and Amara sit across from her.

“So tell me what happened at the club.” Astra is getting right to the point today.

“There’s nothing to tell. I went upstairs, curious as to what the private rooms were, and no one was in them.” I try to keep my smile genuine, even though I know I am hiding things from her. She has been bothering me about it ever since, but I have successfully avoided the topic until now.

“I think you’re lying. You were gone too long, Ev. Tell me already.”

“Seriously, just tell us what happened,” Harmony chimes in. Amara sits there silently as she scrolls through her phone.

“Fine. I went into the Voyeur Room. There was a man and a woman. That’s it. I saw it. I left.”

Amara’s eyes dart up from her phone, and Harmony’s eyes widen in disbelief.

“You did what! Did you like it?” She asks with a devilish grin.

“I was uncomfortable, Astra.” My voice is quieter now.

“Suuuuure you were. You don’t have to lie to me, we all like something a little different.” She winks at me, and Harmony giggles.

“You don’t have to tell them anything, Ev. You do you,” Amara offers me comfort. Honestly, I don’t want comfort. I want to vent. I take a sip of my water before I spill what is actually on my mind.

“I do like something..” I admit softly.

Everyone stares at me, patiently waiting for me to elaborate on my vague statement.

“Well, not something… someone,” I state dryly.

“Well, who is it? If he hurts you, I’ll kill him, you know,” Astra speaks to me in a motherly tone.

“I…I don’t know.”

Amara knits her brows together. Harmony tilts her head to the side, trying to read me, but Astra— she knows me.

“It is not the masked psychopath. Please tell me you are joking.” Astra stares at me intensely. I look down at the table, and a blush paints my cheeks.

“Oh my god. I knew you were a freak! It’s always the quiet ones,” she jokes.

I shove her playfully.