Elegant Sins (Dark Secret Society 1)

Walker noticed Sully casually strolling toward us. “Don’t let Sully fuck with your mind. He’s in a mood for sure. He’s sour that he’s pulled into this life even though he swore he wouldn’t ever be. No escape from our lineage chains.”

Sully rarely did formal greetings. Nothing about the man was formal, so when he just cut into Walker and my conversation, I wasn’t surprised. “So, can I eat some sushi, or is that like cheating with your girl?” Sully teased with a wicked smile. “I’m hungry but… I’ll respect your wishes.”

I rolled my eyes and took another sip. “Just stay the fuck away from her.”

“Figured as much,” Sully said, sipping his sake. “Are you at least getting good sex out of this shit?”

An Elder walked up to Grace and poked at a sashimi right at her pussy. He licked his lips in hunger, and not for fish. My temper grew with every single minute that passed.

“I hope to God you both have huge cocks, because all these old limp dicks will be watching how you fuck. Nothing’s private anymore.” I knew my tone was prickish, but it took all my might not to punch something.

Sully downed his sake and shook his head. “This is all fucked up. I need something stronger than this shit to drink. I hope it’s worth it. I really do.”

He didn’t say anything else and stormed off on the hunt for anything to help ease his own hatred of The Order of the Silver Ghost.

I should have remained and continued a conversation with Walker, but I was feeling far from polite at the moment. Without excusing myself, I walked over to the table and leaned down to Grace’s ear.

“You’re doing great. Stay strong.” I wanted to caress her face, kiss her cheek, something to make her feel not so alone in all of this.

I didn’t expect for her to answer as I’m sure they all but placed the fear of God into her when they were going over the rules and expectations of what she was supposed to do as they put sushi all over her.

“I’ve never been one for sushi,” my father said as he approached me with a bourbon in hand as well as his chopsticks. “But I may make an exception tonight.”

“I heard today that you were meeting with Harrison.” I needed to try to distract him for Grace’s sake, as well as my own, because if I had to watch him even dare touch her, I very well may punch him in the fucking face.

“I don’t know why you are concerning yourself with business while being here,” he said as he examined Grace’s body with eyes that I wanted to poke out with the chopsticks in his hand. “Especially when you have this delicious piece of meat to eat.”

“Harrison is only exporting items off the Black Market now,” I continued on with clenched jaw.

“Exactly why I met with him.”

“I don’t think we need to get mixed up in that bad business. It’s a risk that won’t pay off.”

My father took a piece of sashimi that balanced delicately on Grace’s nipple and knocked it off to the table with no intention of actually eating the food but instead just to uncover her body. “Let me worry about what will or will not pay off, Son.”

“Even if it risks the business?” I asked, watching how Grace steadied her breathing even though I knew she had to hate the way my father stared at her.

“It takes balls to run an empire.”

“It takes intelligence and wise choices,” I countered, hating the fact that the man could ignite a rage inside of me that very few could.

My father ran the chopsticks around Grace’s nipple, down her stomach and rested the tips right at her mound. There was an expertly placed piece of seaweed-wrapped fish over her clit, and I anticipated him moving it out of the way like he did the one on her nipple, but instead he remained still and looked up at me with a smirk.

“You talk as if the business is yours. It’s not. And what you really should be focusing on is your new shiny toy Daddy got you.”

He lowered the chopsticks down her slit and scissored them around to spread her folds. Grace remained still even though I wouldn’t have blamed her for one second if she were to snap her legs closed or even if she sat up and punched the asshole like he deserved.

But she didn’t. She remained perfectly motionless.

“I hate sushi, but I do think I would enjoy the taste of this,” my father said as he boldly lowered his mouth to Grace’s pussy and licked.

I never knew what feeling homicidal was like until that very moment. He was touching what was mine. He was doing it right in front of me. Taunting me as if this was all a game. And he had a wife! My innocent mother… which only made me want to strangle him more.