Page 31 of Vicious Little Games

Rubbing her forehead, she says, “Because my father was trying to convince him to change his mind.”

“Oh. Dante wants Lochlan to marry you instead of Sophie?”

“Yes. I am older and she’s…Sophie.”

“But Lochlan isn’t going to change his mind?” I really don’t like the thought of Cass up and marrying the Irish prick. I’m not finished fucking her yet. It’s going to take more than one night to get her out of my system. Maybe I was secretly hoping we could bang like bunnies all summer until I have to go back to school. I ran off the guards which helped reduce my competition. I wasn’t planning on the mobster moving in on Cass.

“No, asshole. Lochlan is not going to change his mind after meeting me. And because you left your trash behind last night, he could smell the rubber or cum or the mixture of both in the air. He knew I had had sex with someone recently. And if he tells my father, I will fucking kill you.”

“Is he going to tell Dante?” I ask.

“He said he wouldn't, but I can’t read him. He may have been lying. You better sleep with one eye open from now on, jackass.”

“Why? Are you planning on sneaking back in here later to climb on my cock while I'm unconscious?”

Cass groans and says, “Hell, no.”

“Oh, have you replaced your fuck buddies with new security guards already? Tell me, Cassie, do you ever double up and let them fuck you at the same time?”

“Wouldn't you love to know?” she asks through gritted teeth. “Is that what you jerk off thinking about—two guards spit roasting me?”

“God, no,” I reply. I don’t want to think about her with one man, much less two. Her casualness talking about being double teamed makes me think she’s actually done it. “Now that I’ve thrown away the evidence of our fuck, you can get the hell out of my room so I can finish my phone call that you interrupted.”

I’m not actually going to call and plead with Amber again tonight, but I want to see what Cass will do. If she’ll actually leave or if she’ll attack me again.

She doesn’t attack me.

No, she just turns around, walks out of my bathroom, and then slams my bedroom door on the way out.

Once she’s gone, I realize I probably should have been more careful. It wouldn’t have taken but a moment to wrap the condom and wrapper up in some toilet paper to hide the evidence.

If anyone should be upset about the mistake it should be me, the one who Dante would string up in the basement, so I have no clue why Cass was all worked up about it.

10

Cass

The next day, I'm still angry at Cole for not panicking like I am about Lochlan's discovery, and also because he's talking to some girl when I interrupted. Is she someone he goes to school with in New York? Is she his girlfriend?

Vanessa has never mentioned Cole seeing anyone seriously. And if he is, he's a cheating bastard. I should repay the favor by telling his mother how he went down on me twice and fucked me.

I set out to find him the next day while Vanessa and Sophie are out shopping for a wedding dress.

My little sister is trying on freaking wedding dresses for a ceremony in three weeks when she’s still a child.

I’m not jealous, and I don’t want to be forced into an arranged marriage to a man I don’t know. I’m just furious that Lochlan wouldn’t even consider me as an option to replace Madison. Only Sophie would do. Why is it that men love to be the ones to ruin the virginal maids?

I find Cole sitting on the sofa on the second floor living room, typing away on his computer.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

His head comes up, then his eyes rake over my black sports bra and spandex shorts, lingering a little longer on my bare midriff and chest for only a moment before his gaze returns to the laptop screen. “I’m just sending your sexy little videos to every porn site.”

“What?” I whisper.

“I’m joking,” he mutters without looking up at me.

“So, what are you actually doing?”

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