Torn (Dark Legacy Duet 2)

“Gallo has the only key to that room Lucinda put you in.”

“He knew?”

“Possibly more than that. Watch closely.”

I do. I can see from here the older man lose his cool, flustered maybe for the first time in his life. Sebastian stands tall and proud and powerful, a force to be reckoned with.

“Do you think he knows where Lucinda and Ethan are?”

“Not sure,” Gregory says, eating another bite of something.

“How can you eat right now?” I ask, turning to him.

He shrugs a shoulder. “I’m hungry.”

A woman approaches us, older, but quite beautiful and elegant, and I glance up at Gregory, who seems to roll his eyes.

“Jacqueline, you look lovely, as always,” he says, taking her offered hand and kissing it.

The woman smiles, cocks her head and gives me a sideways glance. But she isn’t interested in me.

“I haven’t seen you in a long time, Gregory. I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve had a guest, this is Helena Willow. From the states.”

“Oh. Pleasure.” I can see from her face it’s anything but. She turns back to Gregory and follows his eyes to Sebastian and Gallo. She grins. “Your brother seems to be in rare form. I’ll go say hello to him since you seem occupied with your guest.”

Gregory grabs her arm. “I wouldn’t do that just yet.”

She looks at him, confused for a moment. He gives her a smile.

“I’ll see you later tonight, Jacqueline.”

With that, he dismisses her, and I turn to him. “Do you fuck her or something? Isn’t she a little old for you?”

“Some might say you’re a little young for me.”

“I’m only a few years younger than you.”

“She’s only a few years older.”

“Besides, I’m not for you.”

He leans in close, cups my ass. “I don’t remember you shoving me away when you were coming on my dick last night.”

I hate that his comment flusters me, leaves me feeling embarrassed and at a loss.

“Why did he spank you?” he asks, his expression changing, becoming serious.

I feel myself flush red. Again.

“Spankings are loud. I have ears,” he says.

“None of your business.”

“Tell me anyway.”

I look at his dark eyes, so similar to Sebastian’s yet so different. “I asked him to.”

“Why?”

“Because I looked at you when I came.”

He’s quiet, considering. I guess he doesn’t expect me to be as direct as he can be. “Why did you?”

I shake my head, shrug my shoulder and look at the middle of his chest for a second. “I don’t know. It was just where I was looking.”

“Bullshit.”

I shift my gaze to his eyes. “What do you want me to say?”

“The truth.”

“And what do you think that is?”

“You like me watching you. You like watching me. And you like being fucked by both of us.”

I don’t know how to answer that. It’s the truth, after all. Gregory speaks the truth.

“Difference is, you sleep in his bed,” he says.

“I’m his.”

“Because you have to be or because you want to be?”

“Both.”

“And what about me? What about how you look at me?”

His gaze shifts to somewhere beyond me, and I turn to find Sebastian approach with Gallo in tow. He looks at the both of us before signaling to Gregory that we should follow, and I’m saved from having to answer.

Sebastian and Gallo go ahead of us up the stairs and Gregory follows with his hand at my low back.

When we reach Gallo’s office, he unlocks the door and we all enter. He moves behind his desk, opens a drawer. From inside it, he pulls out a CD or DVD. Sebastian takes it, pockets it.

“Are there copies?”

“No.”

“Did you watch it?”

Gallo glances at me, shakes his head no.

Sebastian steps close to the older man, takes him by the collar and lifts him.

Considering everything I’ve been through with Sebastian, this is the most violent I’ve seen him and it’s startling.

“I’ll throw you out the fucking window if I find out you had anything to do with this.”

“I didn’t. I told you. I was the one who told you where she was, remember?”

He was?

“That doesn’t prove innocence.”

“How many times do you want me say it? I questioned the girl and she said Lucinda had asked her for a copy of the key for storage purposes. She didn’t know any better and your mother—”

“Stepmother.”

“Your stepmother can be persistent. I only bothered to look at the video at all when I noticed my key was missing.”

“You keep your keys on you.”

“Not that one. There’s no need. No one ever goes down there.”

“Fine.”

Sebastian releases the older man, and Gallo stumbles backward, rights himself and adjusts his collar.

“Get out,” Sebastian says.

We watch as Gallo leaves, closing the door behind him.

“I really wanted to see you throw him out the window,” Gregory says. He’s sitting on one of the chairs, casual, his ankle crossed over his other knee.

Sebastian leans on the front of the desk, folds his arms and looks from Gregory to me.