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Me: Open the door!

MJ: Just give him a chance.

I banged my fist against the door hard. Repeatedly. Before I could bang on it the sixth time, someone groaned behind me. “Who the fuck is that?”

I whirled around.

In the darkness, someone groaned.

Chapter Seven

Dear Ashton,

In vino veritas. But don’t you Google what that means! I mean it!

Love, Your Big Sis

I MOVED BACK AND GROPEDfor the light switch on the wall. The first one had incandescent corner lights coming to life, illuminating the room with an intimate golden glow.

The lights had me blinking for a bit, but then my vision cleared and I realized I was in a bedroom.

Kellion Argyros’ bedroom.

The room was decorated in bold colors, with splashes of green amidst a black and white background. Unlike his beast, his bedroom was exactly how I pictured it would be.

His bed was huge, bigger than anything I had ever seen. He was lying on the center of it, the covers bunched around his waist and one arm slung over his face. While I had seen him without a shirt countless times in photos, this was the first time I had seen his naked chest in person. All that naked skin, all those lean, hard muscles, and God, thosetats.I knew from photos that he was inked, but seeing them up close placed them in a whole newsexylight, one that had me gulping several times. I hated that he affected me so much, but even so, I couldn’t help it, the same way I couldn’t stop my pulse from racing.

Slowly, my feet started to move.

Before I could even think of what I was doing, what I was risking, I had crossed the room and found myself standing right next to the bed, looking down on him.

He looked different when he was asleep.Angelic.When other students talked about the officers of the Afxisi, it was the club’s Secretary, Yuri Athanas, they always described as angelic. Never Kellion because he was the wickedest, the most promiscuous of them all.

But when he was sleeping—-

It didn’t seem like it at all.

Before I could stop myself, I was already talking.

“Were you just playing with me?”

It hurt to speak, and it wasn’t just because my vocal chords felt raw from disuse. The pain came from deep within, too, the parts of me that I had protected for so long but Kellion Argyros was able to reach so easily.

Kellion’s eyes slowly opened.

I gasped, and I gasped again when his arm shot out to hold me. In a second I had tumbled down against him. I tried to struggle even as I felt his arm wrap around my waist, imprisoning me to his body. His other hand went up, fingers digging into my hair. His grip tightened, and then he was making me look at him—-

Our gazes collided, and I almost recoiled at what I saw in his eyes.

Who made you cry?

He had asked me that once, and now I wanted to ask him the same thing. Smiles didn’t always mean happiness, and the absence of tears didn’t always mean people weren’t hurting.

“Aria?” His accent was thicker than before, but more than that, his voice was slurred and I realized that he was drunk. Completely drunk.

A second later, I realized another thing.

“I missed you so damn much, Aria.”