Vicious Minds (Children of Vice 4)
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“That I did this because I love my sister?”
“Am I incorrect?”
She nodded, putting her menu down and her elbows on the table. “My number one priority is myself. How would I look having him as brother-in-law?”
“That’s your reasoning?” Surprise laced my tone, but then again, I would have done the same thing had it been any of the people in my family.
“People like him end up being a liability later. I told Bellarose already, fall in love with more sensible people. She didn’t listen, so I helped her along. I can’t choose my family, but I will damn well make sure my extended family is worthy,”
she answered coldly, then took a breath glancing around the restaurant for the waiter. There was more to this that she wasn’t telling. Her voice completely changed as she called out to the waiter.
“Excuse me?”
The man turned and upon seeing her, checked her out. She gave him a dazzling smile which made him smile back, until he finally noticed me sitting across from her. Slowly he came over.
“Sorry, there was an accident—”
“We heard, it’s horrible. Is she dead?” She resumed her play.
“Yes, sadly. The cops are on scene now, just closing off the area around the front of the café. We’ll most likely be closing.”
“Oh,” she said quickly, closing the menu. “We’ll just go—”
“I’ll have the chef make something for you to go, on the house,” he interjected.
“Are you sure?”
“Of course, what would you like?” He leaned in closer to her, peering over her shoulder as if I was not sitting here.
It was only in that moment did I realize he was acting like this because I wasn’t Ethan Callahan. I was just some guy with a beautiful girl. He didn’t know who I was or what I could do to him. For all he knew, I was a tourist.
“Boss,” she glanced up to me, “don’t you want anything?”
It didn’t escape my notice that the waiter grinned slightly when he heard her call me Boss.
“You out of my shirt and back in my bed,” I answered, and her eyebrow raised. “But for now, I’ll have whatever you’re having and an espresso to go.”
His eyes met mine and he stood up straight, taking the menu from her. When he left, her eyes set on me.
“I thought you were tired of me?”
Rising out of my seat I offered her my hand. “Let’s eat somewhere up to our standards.”
“Whatever you say, boss.”
Chapter 6
“Our souls already know each other, don’t they?’ he whispered. ‘It’s our bodies that are new.”
~Karen Ross
CALLIOPE - AGE 21
Cartagena, Colombia
Monday, July 1st
“When you said a place up to our standards, I was thinking Lucia Moyano.” It was the most expensive restaurant in the capital of Bogotá. Instead he himself flew me to Cartagena, almost an hour and half away. It was a beautiful port city on the northern coast of the Caribbean Sea.