Page 28 of Knight

“She’s fine, Jo,” Bella cuts in, pushing the guy on his wet bare chest.

“That doesn’t answer my question.” I ignore him, not wanting to make this any more embarrassing for Nate’s sister, although she doesn’t look it. Not one bit.

“I don’t know where she is,” Bella’s catching an attitude, rolling her eyes. “She’s not here.”

My fists clench. I’m annoyed as she is. “Bella, I don’t have time for this.”

Christian’s hand comes to my shoulder, Bella’s lips growing into a wide grin when she sees a Supreme beside me. “Bella, sweetie,” he says, relaxed and calm. “Do you have any idea where Willow is?”

Bella looks up at him, giving me a cut of her eye before smiling his way. Tossing her long hair behind her brown shoulder, she glances away when she answers, “She went upstairs with Jasper.”

“She what?” The words leave my mouth and before she has a chance to continue, I’m swivelling on my Docs and heading for the stairs. Christian’s words become a distant mumble behind me, Bella’s sentence ringing in my ears.

There’s only one reason you go “upstairs” during a party. I’m back in the house in seconds, my boots thudding up the staircase, the glares and whispers nonexistent as visions of my sister and Jasper come to my head. She’s not as tall as I am. Not as strong either. I saw the guy she’s with. She’s no match.

I’m gripping to the rails when Luca’s face comes to my head. It morphs into Zane’s and my legs become wobbly. If that asshole lays a hand on my sister, I’ll become the murderer they all think I am.

“Willow!”

I’m opening every door on my parade around the second floor and I don’t care who I walk in on. Stopping at Sebastien’s office, I keep going. This can wait. My little sister is much more important.

C’mon, don’t be a tease.

Luca’s words ring loud in my head and the more I imagine Willow in that position, the quicker I am. There’s a door at the end of the second-floor hallway, the last one to open and I’m hoping this is where she is. It’s cracked, nothing but darkness coming out of it.

“Willow?” I call her name when I push it open but I’m greeted by a set of stairs going up. I follow it, reaching the top and pushing another door open before I step foot onto a rooftop. King’s rooftop.

I didn’t even know this place had a rooftop patio. But, of course, it does.

The stars and moon seem brighter from where I’m standing and I’m a little in awe at the surroundings. The sound of trickling water comes from a nearby fountain. Expensive outdoor benches sit positioned around a dead fireplace. A couple of working heat lamps between. It’s small, but impressive, the front yard in view. Almost romantic.

“Let’s head back to the party.” A voice comes from behind a brick wall at the end of the rooftop. One I’d recognize that voice anywhere.

“Willow?”

“I like staying here with you …” Making my way over to the voices, the other one is raspy and deep. “Why don’t you show me that bikini?”

Peeking around the wall that seems to be part of a chimney, this douche-head pulls on my sister’s arm, her body slamming against his chest. He has a faux-hawk dyed with golden tips, dark eyes and an angular face. “Jasper, I—”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” he says, his voice low and husky. “Why don’t you show me what you’re hiding under that gorgeous outfit?”

Dickface.

I round the corner, “How about I show you my foot up your ass?”

“Jo?” Willow gasps, pulling away but he holds onto her, bushy brows lowering. There’s a bottle of wine at his feet, a gleaming pair of Adidas. She tries to explain, “We were just—”

“It’s none of her business what we were just doing,” he cuts her off, rising against the brick. He eyes me with disgust, a lip curled to his nose.

“Leave her the fuck alone, you perv.” I’m not scared of him. Not scared of any of them. Especially not when my sister’s involved. “She’s fourteen!”

He pulls her behind him, her body pulled against the wall, “What are you gonna do about it, Medusa? Kill me? Like you killed Mr. King?” Jasper takes a step closer to me but he’s much less menacing than Damien.

“Wanna try me?”

“Maybe I do!” His hands come to my chest and I underestimated him. He’s strong enough to make me stumble back until my ass hits the stone. “Back off!”

“Jasper, stop!” Willow calls. She runs up to him but he pushes her back and that’s when I rise to my feet.

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