Page 15 of Corrupted Pleasure

I forgot the blanket.

CHAPTER5

Liam

Click.

My head whipped at the soft sound and I stilled, my eyes darting to the gun on the bathroom counter.

I turned off the shower, quickly wrapped my towel around my waist then grabbed my gun and headed into my bedroom. More often than not, I stayed at my penthouse, and tonight I came only for the meeting with Basilio. I didn’t like that the girls were here when DiLustro came to visit. I didn’t trust any of the members of the DiLustro family.

I couldn’t have history repeating itself.

The room was empty and my bedroom door closed. Yet, I knew I’d heard something.

I pulled on my pajama bottoms and headed straight to the surveillance room in the house. Typing in a code, I unlocked the computer and started to go through the video of the upper floor.

And that was when a shadow caught my attention, creeping around the hallway. It was Juliette’s friend, Davina. I didn’t need to see her face to know it. She had a body unlike any other woman I had ever met. Her hair was like a silky black curtain that made you want to wrap her mane around your hand a few times and hold her close to you.

Then I watched as Davina walked inside my bedroom and I switched to my bedroom camera. It would seem the black-haired beauty was a peeping Tom. And from the looks of it, it seemed she liked what she saw.

Her words earlier this evening had said as much, though I assumed she was hammered, just like Juliette and Ivy. I made it my business to know who Juliette and Wynter hung out with, and I knew Davina Hayes was the more responsible friend. Unlike Ivy Murphy who could be wild, just like Juliette.

Since I had my answer, I locked the computer and headed back into my room. I needed to get at least a few hours of sleep.

When I walked out of the room, I ran into Quinn. The alarm must have sounded when I entered the surveillance room. Only the two of us had access to it. When Killian, Juliette, and Wynter were younger, I had a man staffing it at all times. Not that the latter two spent much time at all in New York. But since they started college, it rarely happened that anyone stayed here, so only Quinn and I had used it. Though it happened very rarely.

“All good?” Quinn’s brows were knitted in worry.

“Yes. I had to check the cameras of the upstairs hallways.”

“Huh?”

“I thought I heard something. It was just a midnight mouse creeping through the house.”

This time his eyebrows shot up. “Mouse, huh?” I nodded. “You need to get some sleep, Liam.”

I chuckled unperturbed and headed up the stairs back to my bedroom. As I passed the bedroom where the girls crashed, I couldn’t help but feel satisfaction that little Miss Hayes enjoyed the show in the shower. Any other woman, I’d send packing.

But something about that one tugged at me.

* * *

The next morning, I drank my coffee in my office with the door wide open when Wynter passed by. It was barely six a.m.

“You’re not going for a run at the crack of dawn, are you?” I called out to her. “Alone?”

She took a step back, her eyes met mine, and a wide smile spread over her face. God, she looked so much like her mother and the grandmother she was named after. Some days it was like seeing a ghost.

“Morning, Uncle,” she greeted me with that smile that could brighten a whole room. “I am, in fact, running alone. Unless you want to join me?”

“Wouldn’t you rather join me?” I asked her. I already spent an hour in the gym and was enjoying my coffee before jumping in the shower. But letting Wynter run alone wasn’t an option. “We could have a cup of coffee and you can tell me what trouble you girls have been up to?”

Wynter walked into my office and sat on the desk. “And then you’ll go for a jog with me?”

“I might.” I definitely would.

“Then this should be quick,” she started, a little mischievous smile on her lips. “We’ve been pretty much just studying. We haven’t been attending many college parties lately. Yesterday, we just wanted to relax for a bit so drinks were flowing. And today we’ll be back to hitting the books. That pretty much sums up our life. We are boring as fuck.”