Page 23 of The Betrayal You Serve

The knowledge that I've just walked in on a fucking party only adds to my already uncontrollable anger as I head toward where it's coming from.

Swinging the door open, I find it's not so much of a wild party as much as a private one.

Devin and Ezra are in the middle of the room with two girls each as they grind against each other.

"Ah, look another to join the party," Devin shouts, ensuring his two girls turn toward me. Wide smiles light up their faces as their eyes eat me up.

"Nah, you can fuck off," I bellow over the music as I storm past them into the kitchen.

"Still got your panties in a twist over Letty?" he calls back.

I stop dead and spin around to him.

"What did you just fucking say?" I shout, pushing the girl at his front to one side and getting right up in his face.

"I said—"

My fist curls in his shirt as I push him backward, forcing the second girl to stumble out of the way.

"What the fuck, Legend?" he barks when he hits the wall with a thud.

"Get your fucking nose out of my business," I seethe, leaning right into him so our noses almost brush.

"What the hell happened?"

My heaving breaths fan his face as images from the past few hours flicker through my mind like a fucking movie.

"Fuck," I bark, releasing him with a hard shove. "FUCK."

Spinning around with my hands in my hair, I find Ellis run into the room with a panicked look on his face.

"Let's go," he says to me, holding the door open and nodding toward the stairs.

"I need a fucking drink."

"I'll get one."

"What the fuck happened?" Devin asks again, beginning to sound desperate.

"Just get back to your whores," Ellis mutters as I storm past him, taking the stairs three at a time until I'm on the top floor.

My bedroom door slams back on itself as I begin pacing, desperately trying to get the image of Letty sandwiched between the Dunn twins out of my head.

"FUCK," I bellow once more before Ellis joins me, closing my door behind him and throwing a bottle of vodka at me.

Without missing a beat, I twist the cap off and lift it to my lips, swallowing down the liquid as if it's water.

"Start talking," he demands, dropping into the chair on the other side of the room.

"Fucking Alana."

"I got that when Reid called. She claims to be carrying your baby?"

"Yeah, although she fucking told Letty first."

"Shit."

"You have no fucking idea. She went running to the fucking Dunn's to get her rocks off."