Betrayed by Truths (Truth or Lies 2)

“Do you even have to ask?”

I lead Liesel over to the bar. I get her champagne, not because it’s her favorite, but because it looks sexy as hell when she drinks it. And I get a scotch.

“So, this bitch, do you think she will show up tonight?” Liesel asks.

“She has a name and you know it.”

She shrugs. “I do, but I prefer to think of her as a bitch.”

“She’s not a bitch. She is as trapped in this situation as I am.”

She stops her drink inches from her lips and studies me. “Do you have a thing for this girl?”

“No, I just don’t want anything to happen to her. I protect her like I protect anyone else who is innocent.”

“You like her.” She shakes her head.

“No, I don’t. She’s my prisoner.”

She raises an eyebrow. “When did that happen?”

“When she lost a bet to me and ended up in my house. I will only let her go free when we finish this stupid game. That way I can control her and keep an eye on her.”

“So where is she now?”

I shrug. “Probably trying to figure out how to get her nerve up to get an invite to this party.”

She cocks her head, not understanding.

“She’s afraid of yachts.”

“Interesting.”

I shrug, and then I spot Milo.

He has a woman on each arm, a cigar hanging from his lips, and a scotch in hand.

“Game time,” I say, nodding in his direction with my eyes.

Liesel’s eyes cut over.

“Damn, he’s hotter in person.”

“And he already has two women you’ll have to compete with.”

She pushes her boobs up and flips her hair. “Those bitches aren’t any competition.”

Liesel leans into me, nuzzling my neck, before she lets her tongue circle the rim of my ear.

My body heats, but nothing more. My cock doesn’t even flinch. I’m on a mission, and nothing this woman does will affect me.

But it does Milo.

As if he has an alarm out that goes off whenever a hot woman does anything around him, he locks eyes on us.

Well, Liesel to be exact.

I thumb her bare neck, showing him what he could have but doesn’t.