Page 35 of Possessive Park Avenue Prince

Revenge for what? Revenge against whom? The only thing I could think of was?—

No.There was no way East meant what I thought he meant.

My stomach twisted as I sat there trying to decipher East’s cryptic little note. It wasn’t until Trevor put a hand on my leg that I startled and remembered where, and whom, I was with.

“Gavin? Is everything all right?”

“Oh, uh, yeah. I mean, I think it is. I’m sorry. Could you give me a second? I need to go and make a quick call.”

I didn’t, of course. There was no way I’d ever call East in the middle of a date. But I had to find out what the hell was on that video.

“Go—seriously, I’m fine. Do what you have to.”

I shot to my feet and dashed off in search of somewhere private. Once I’d found a somewhat secluded alcove, I looked at my phone again.

With one eye shut, I gathered all my courage and opened the video.

There was East’s smug face, his eyes glittering devilishly, and he panned away from himself and turned to show?—

Is that Astor’s courtyard?

My confusion tripled as he continued his wide sweep until his camera landed on Donovan, West, Travis, and Preston standing side by side looking at something with great intent. Then he turned and zeroed in on what had their attention, and my jaw hit the floor.

There, propped up against the doors to one of the most prestigious universities in the country, were Joey, Carl, and Doug. All three of them completely naked, legs spread, and socks stuffed inside their mouths.

But that wasn’t what was most alarming. That would be the looming, dark presence that was Daire, who was crouched over Joey’s powerless form, his face inches above the one that had teased, tormented, and abused me for months, as he promised in a voice that sent chills down my spine: “You’re waking up alive this time. But if you touch him again, I’ll fucking kill you.”

Oh my God. Oh myGod.

Daire didn’t have to say my name for me to know that I was thehimhe was talking about. He got to his feet, then East turned the camera back to himself and winked before ending the video.

I stared at my phone in complete and utter disbelief, shock rushing through every fiber of my being. They knew. Somehow,my friends knew what Joey and his crew had been doing to me. It was clear as the naked image of those three had been, and what they had done to them…

Oh my God.I needed to get out of here. I needed to leave. I needed to figure out what the hell Daire had been thinking, and how he and the rest of the guys had even found out in the first place.

Heart racing, I stumbled back to the table, not bothering to sit.

One look at my face and Trevor’s eyes widened in alarm. “Everything okay?”

“Actually, no. I’m sorry, something’s come up, and I have to go.”

“Oh. Okay. I can take you—” He moved to stand up, and in my panic I practically shouted “No” at him.

“Sorry, I just mean that’s not a good idea,” I said, even though my heart was pounding so hard I wondered if maybe I would need him in case I had a heart attack. Or to hold me back from launching myself at Daire when I found him.

I wiped my suddenly sweaty brow and forced a tight smile at Trevor. “But will you call me tomorrow?”

“Yeah, of course?—”

His words cut off as he watched me down the rest of my drink in a couple long swallows before slamming it a little too hard on the table.

“Thanks for dinner,” I said, and then took off before he could say another word.

Didn’t it just figure? The moment things in my life were starting to look up was when it all came crashing down.

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