Page 3 of King of Inferno

“I told you I need a few more days.”

“Angel,” Tangy drags out. “You’ve been living here rent-free for the past three months. Leona and Taylor may give you a pass and cover for you, but I’ve had it. If you don’t pay up, you can pack up.”

“Is that my romper?” I gasp as I look Angel over.

“Well, yeah. You said you didn’t think it looked good on you because your tits are so small. I have a date, I think it looks good on me,” Angel says nonchalantly.

I throw my hands in the air. This is beyond ridiculous. I’m tired of it.

Yeah, I didn’t like the fit, but I planned to wear it anyway. I bought it for myself. She’s out of her mind if she thinks she can just take my shit because she wants.

I know I’m exhausted because I can feel my anger rise and rush through me like the heat of a flame. I’m usually too shy to speak up, but enough is enough.

“Stop taking my things,” I bite out. “As a matter of fact, stay out of my room.”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that. If she doesn’t cough up some rent, she’s out on her ass and won’t be in anyone’s room. Have that money by tonight, Angel. I’m not playing.”

“Would you all shut the fuck up,” Leona snaps as she opens her bedroom door.

She has a lot of nerve. She’s always the one making the most noise. Done with this scene, I turn to head back to my room.

I know I’m not going to get any sleep, so I grab my things to go take a shower before someone else hogs the bathroom and the last of the hot water.

I might as well head to the diner and get some studying in. I’m certainly not going to get any more sleep. Angel and Leona begin to argue.

Yup, I’m getting the hell out of here before I rip my own hair out. People always mistake my kindness for a weakness. One of these days, everyone will think twice before stepping all over me.

Maybe if I had a person, I wouldn’t feel so alone and voiceless. I think of my sisters. I can’t help wondering what our lives would have been like if we had been raised together.

I would hope it would have been nothing like this. Ray, Billy, and Lee have been a lifeline for me since I found them.

“It’s going to get better,” I mutter to myself as I think of my life. “It has to get better.”

Play With Fire

“Come on, babe. Don’t you want to play?” Seraphina purrs then pouts.

I don’t. That’s been the problem. For over a month now, I’ve lost all interest in what we’ve had. Seraphina is the only female in a long time who’s been able to withstand my type of play.

We started things a while ago. I tend to bed fire fairies. Fairy women are small and can be quite submission when tamed by the right male. Their passion in bed is enticing as well.

This arrangement made sense back then. However, lately, I’ve been less content and somewhat distracted. The sex isn’t satisfying.

I’d rather be anywhere but here. The problem is that damn temper. Fire fairies are as hot-tempered as I am.

Not that I won’t put Seraphina in her place. As VP, I’d just rather not cause that kind of tension in the clubhouse. My brothers were right; Seraphina isn’t going to let me go until I find my mate.

“Fuck, I’m stuck with this bullshit,” I mumble to myself.

“What was that, my love?”

“Nothing. You should go back down to the main hall. I’m going for a ride,” I say and stand from the throne chair in my bedroom.

“Bradan, I have to leave soon. I need to visit the fairy realm to handle some fairy business. I’ll be going back and forth a lot in the next few months. I’m going to miss you. Can’t we have some playtime before I leave?”

“Not tonight, Sera. I’m not in the mood. I have some things on my mind,” I reply.

She saunters over to me and wraps her arms around me. The sight of her in this skimpy lingerie used to turn me on. Now, the red strings might as well be a firefighter’s gear.

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