The Wedding Debt (Underworld Kings)

Make … her … happy.

A chill runs up and down my spine.

“I like seeing her smile.”

His words are like a knife straight to the heart.

Suddenly, the door opens up again, and I look up, only to be horrified by Luca kissing that same girl on the cheeks. But not just that … her shirt is on the wrong way, which means that it was completely off at one point.

Fuck.

I clench the glass of Coke so hard it might break, so I quickly put it down.

“Had fun up there?” I ask as he helps the girl put on her coat, after which she leaves through the front door again. “That was quick.”

With an arrogant smirk on his face, he strides over to me, sliding behind the couch to whisper in my ear, “You just wish I took you up there …”

A moan follows at the end of his sentence.

All the hairs on my body stand up as I clench my legs together to prevent whatever I felt from rushing down between my thighs.

He’s just playing with me, trying to get me to go off like a damn bomb. I won’t grant him that kind of fun.

“Fuck you,” I retort, and I grab the pillow again and smack it right into his face.

He throws the pillow far away. “Aw, bunny got all flustered.” Then he jumps over the couch and plops down on his butt right beside me. Dammit.

“So what are you two doing?” Luca asks, looking at his brother. “Weren’t you having fun with Jasmine?”

“We were just talking, that’s all,” Liam responds, eyeing him up and down while gulping down the rest of his Coke. “Unlike you.”

“Hey, I don’t tell you what to do in your room either,” Luca retorts, plastering both his arms on the back of the couch to claim ownership. A show of dominance. But the thought of his hands so close to my face makes my body zing in ways I did not expect.

“But I guess you’re just jealous,” Luca adds.

His brother makes a pfft sound. “You wish.”

“A trio?” Luca raises his brow. “Thought you’d never ask.”

My jaw drops, and I throw a punch, which misses him. “Luca! He’s your brother!”

“What? It’s not like our dicks would touch,” he scoffs. “But if we both take a different side—”

“That’s enough,” Liam interjects.

“What?” Luca responds, still egging us on. “We’re always together anyway while our parents do shady business in a dark room. Might as well have fun while waiting.”

I don’t know if he’s joking or if he’s serious.

I turn to face him. “Have you always been this obsessed with sex?”

His tongue darts out to wet his lips in such a sexual way that I can’t stop focusing on it, and I hate it. “Depends with who.”

Oh, God.

“So that’s why you invited that girl … Could’ve just bought a blow-up doll,” Liam taunts.

Luca throws him a glare. “There’s nothing in this world more important than sex, money, and power.”

Liam shifts in his seat. “Happiness.”

What a breath of fresh air.

Until Luca shifts forward too, his hand on his knee, his eyes spitting fire, and it suddenly feels like all the air has been sucked out of this room.

“Fuck happiness,” Luca spits.

“That’s the only thing you can’t buy,” Liam adds. “Maybe that’s why you’ve never felt it.”

Luca shoots up from the couch and stomps over to his brother, who also gets up from the couch as they face off. “Shut the fuck up.”

Wow. So unnecessary.

“Why? Because I exposed a part of you that you don’t want other people to see?” Liam says, raising a brow. “Especially her?”

Liam throws me a single glance, but it’s enough to make me sit up straight and feel like the spotlight is on me.

Why is this about me all of a sudden?

“Whoa,” I mutter. “I have nothing to do with your fighting and—”

Luca shoves Liam, interrupting me. “I told you to shut the fuck up.”

“Okay, I’m out of here,” I say before they can pin this on me. I quickly get up from the couch and walk to the back door leading out to the yard, shutting the door behind me before they can protest. I’m gonna go for a walk outside in the garden and take a breather.

Because my mind cannot wrap around what just happened in there.

It was almost like … Liam tried to say that Luca was hiding something from me.

And that it involves happiness.

I close my eyes and sigh.

It doesn’t make any sense.

Maybe it’s just boys being boys. And I don’t want any part in that.

Luca

* * *

“Great. Look what you did,” I spit at Liam. “You chased her away.”

“Don’t try to pin this on me, dude. You’re the one who brought a whore into the house.”

“I can do whatever the fuck I want with my life, and that girl was no whore.”