Page 30 of Havoc

“Hey,” I caught her arm as she entered the hall, “our plan worked. We got his attention.”

“The wrong kind!” She pushed her hands through her hair.

“No one will dictate what I do and who I do it with?—”

“Grim,” she whirled around and sucked in a deep breath, “when he attacked me that night, he said…he said maybe I should fuck you and let’s see how much that will hurt the Gates family. On top of everything else, he seems jealous of something that’s not even there.” She waved between us.

“Or the coward’s just proving he’s watching,” I countered.

“Either way, he makes me want to slither right out of my skin.” She quivered and ran her hands up and down her arms. “Oh,” she looked as if she remembered something, “I was told,” she eyed her phone, “to take Sasha on a tour of Secrets tomorrow.”

“No.” No fucking way that was happening.

“I don’t really have a choice, do I?”

“Fuck.” I hated that I had to bend for this guy, but it was only a matter of time. “What time?”

“Eight.”

“Jesse will join you.”

“Okay. Thanks.” She looked drained. “I should go.”

“Go to my penthouse. I’ll meet you there.”

“What?” Her face dropped. “Are you crazy?”

I smiled at her words; I was a little crazy. “At times, yes.”

“I’m not laughing, Grim.” She pushed her hair back with both hands, clearly stressed, so I backed off. A little.

“No one can get in without one of these, remember.” I held up my keycard. “You’ll be safest there.”

“What if he has one?”

“He doesn’t.”

“I have one.” She looked away, and I decided not to get into that. “Look, Grim, I appreciate the offer, but let’s not forget your two moody pups. You know they hate company, especially when you’re not there.”

“I’ll take you up.”

“No,” she shook her head and stepped back, “not together. Just call me when you’re heading up to your place, and I’ll meet you there.”

“Fine.” I looked over my shoulder. The bikers were getting noisier as the party went on. “Keep your phone close.”

I spent the next hour watching every face that came in and out. To anyone else, I seemed engaged in conversation, but my mind was elsewhere. I had to know who the hell this fucker was, and I itched to break every bone in his body for thinking he could use one of my people to spy on me.

Minnie and Tess got up and grabbed their things. They said the real fun started the next day for them, and they’d need some sleep. Most of the guys left with them, including Denton.

Since everyone had decided to turn in, I made my way to the bar. I tipped the bartender well, as I knew what the rest of the night would look like for him. The place was definitely amping up as I left. I tapped my phone and sent a message off to Kenna.

Grim: Headed up.

I pressed my keycard to the box, and Jesse joined me with two other security guards.

Kenna: Already in bed. I’ll meet Jesse in the lobby tomorrow.

Anger flashed through me, but as I was about to jab my finger at her floor number, Jesse cursed.

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