Black Knight (Royal Elite 4)

And yes, in case you haven’t figured out yet, I’m a fucking creep.

“Not that you can do anything about it.” Aiden slams me with the harsh reality. “So we might as well go back to my pussy suggestion.”

“Or you can do something about it.” Cole places a hand in his pocket, taking a long drag of his cigarette. “Fuck her. Get it out of your system.”

I jerk

up so fast, he doesn’t even see it when I punch him in the face. People’s punches turn wobbly and weak when drunk. Mine turns stronger.

Cole staggers back, placing a hand on his mouth.

“Say the word fuck and her name in the same sentence again and I’ll bloody kill you,” I snarl in his face.

“He technically didn’t say her name.” Aiden speaks from behind us and I can feel his smirk without having to look at him.

“I’m just playing the devil’s advocate and saying what you’re thinking about.” A small, almost innocent smile curves Cole’s lips. “It’s not my fault your mind is already there. I only translate your thoughts, Knight. I don’t form them for you.”

“You can always self-destruct and let Astor do it.” Aiden whistles. “I’m sure he’ll take good care of her. He knows how to make love and all that shit.”

I groan deep in my throat and shove Cole away, plucking a bottle of vodka from the drawer and unclasping it with jerky hands. Neither Cole nor Aiden stop me. One, they don’t really care. Two, they like chaos, so they take every chance they get to watch it unfold. If my current case isn’t the definition of chaos, I don’t know what is.

I barely feel the burn of the first swallow before I follow with the second one.

“Does that mean Astor can do it?” Cole asks.

“It has to be done, after all,” Aiden adds.

“What the fuck are you suggesting, then?” I wipe the drops of alcohol on the side of my mouth. “That I do it?”

“It’s an option.” Cole blows smoke in my face.

I glare at Aiden. “If it was Elsa, would you have done it?”

“It isn’t Elsa and I don’t consider hypothetical situations.”

“I would have,” Cole says. “No thoughts.”

“You’re the fucking devil. You don’t count.”

Cole lifts a shoulder. “Then I’ll just go to hell, if there is one.”

Aiden stands and stops in front of me. “Considering your human rights situation, I’ll answer your question. Yes, I would have done it. There’s the world and there’s Elsa, and she always comes first. Now, you just have to decide if you’re ready to burn.”

I fall on the bed, cradling the bottle to my chest.

“Is that a no?” Aiden asks.

“At least we tried.” Cole flops on the chair beside me. “This will be a long fucking night.”

“Fuck this.” Aiden sits on the other side of me. “I’m not supposed to be here.”

“He sent me a text telling me she said yes to fucking him tonight. First date and all that.” I laugh, but there’s no humour. “She fucking said yes and I freed her of the promise I always held over her head.”

I attempt to take a sip from the bottle, but Cole takes it away.

“You’ll start vomiting and I’m in no mood to clean puke.”

“Aside from babysitting your self-pity party, he means,” Aiden adds.