Titan (Dark Kings 1)
“I hope so.”
Three words. That was all it took for me to give him my virginity five days later. He wanted my body. And I offered it up to him like a sacrifice. As if lying down for a king would guarantee me salvation. But standing before them now makes me realize I never needed to be saved.
“I’m not leaving until I get my phone.” First George and now him? I refuse to let them treat me this way.
Bones pauses and turns back to look at me. Then at Titan. “You have her phone?”
He nods.
Bones looks at my bare legs, exposed stomach, and then my eyes. “Well, you heard him. You want it, you get on your knees.”
“You guys are fucking pricks,” Jasmine growls.
I snort, shaking my head. “I see nothing has changed. You know what …?” I look at Titan, pulling my lip back to show him how disgusted I am. “Keep it.” Then I turn around and storm out.
TITAN
We all stand in the room, watching the door slam shut as Jasmine chases Emilee out. Bones looks at me, and I arch a brow, silently daring him to ask me what the fuck that was about and why his old fuck was here tonight working. And why her phone is in my pocket.
He says nothing. Instead, he looks at his brother. “Get ready. We have business to take care of.” Then he exits as well.
Cross looks at me. “What the hell was that about, man?”
“Long story,” I answer.
Grave runs a hand through his sweaty hair. “I really thought she was deaf.” He frowns, clearly disappointed that she wasn’t. “And I can’t believe I didn’t recognize her.” Maybe if he’d lay off the drugs, he’d have a clearer head.
“It took me a second to figure out who she was.” Cross nods to himself. “It’s been a long time.”
“Let’s go,” I say, clapping my hands. “You heard Bones. We got work to do.”
I don’t have time for Emilee York to consume my thoughts tonight. Even if I wanted to rip off what little clothes she wore and throw her on this table. The Kings be damned. I’m not shy. If they want to watch, I’d let them.
CHAPTER FIVE
EMILEE
JASMINE DROPS ME off, and I enter my parents’ house and storm up to my room, slamming my door. “How fucking dare them …?”
“Miss York?” I hear a knock on my door.
It’s Liv, my mother’s night nurse. I open the door. “Is my mother okay?” I ask. It’s after midnight. Why else would she be knocking on my door?
Her eyes widen as they scan my mostly exposed body and caked-on makeup. “Uh, … yes, ma’am.” Her eyes meet mine, and she clears her throat. “Mr. Wilton is expecting you.”
My jaw tightens. “Tell him to go fuck himself,” I snap.
She sucks in a breath at my foul language.
I run a hand through my hair. It has more hairspray than a toddler in a tiara contestant. Taking in a deep breath, I weigh my options. He still has control. He’s probably been blowing up my phone that I don’t have. “Is he in my father’s office?”
“No. He went home to his house for the evening. He said you know where it is.” She bites her bottom lip and drops her eyes to her feet.
I roll mine. “And?”
“And he said that he’s been trying to contact you all day.”
I fist my hands. What in the fuck has he been texting me? Titan could be reading them. If I’m lucky, he shut the thing off or it died.
“He said that you need to keep up your end of the deal.”
I slam the door in her face and hear her shriek on the other side. “Sorry son of a bitch,” I hiss. We didn’t make a deal. He blackmailed me. But he’s right. If I want what’s best for my mother, I need to give him what he wants. Fuck, I hate my life.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I decide to change my clothes, but I’m leaving my makeup on and my hair the way it is. I’m not going to take the time to fix myself for him. I need a drink, but I can’t if I have to drive … “Shit!” I throw my head back and close my eyes. I need to get my tire fixed. I had it towed to Jasmine’s house. Thankfully, I made enough tonight for that, but that doesn’t help me right now. “Fuck it,” I say, pulling on a T-shirt. I’ll go downstairs and call a taxi. I’ll never make it through George touching me if I’m sober.
TITAN
An hour later, I pull up to a driveway and turn off my candy apple red Maserati. Bones sits in the passenger seat. Silent. He hasn’t said a single word to me since we saw Emilee at Kingdom. A flat black Zenvo ST1 stops behind me. I exit and watch Grave get out of his car.