Page 34 of Ruthless Angel

Daire crudely grabbed his crotch and grinned. “How about a little appetizer before dinner? I know how much you love a mouthful of my cock.”

I frowned, forcing an unimpressed expression. The last thing I wanted to do was encourage him. “I’m trying to have a nice dinner here. Stop being gross.”

“It’s not gross to love cock, Clover. It’s fucking beautiful. At least, it is when it’s you. I could fuck your pretty mouth every day for the rest of my life and never get bored of the view.” Daire pulled out a chair at the small table and sat down. His mischievous gaze drifted over me from head to toe, most likely undressing me in his mind.

“I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that.” I placed the food on the kitchen island since it wouldn’t all fit on the table. “You guys will have to come here to fill your plates.”

Cash joined us and we managed to have an enjoyable meal together. That only made me more nervous to bring up the subject I’d been waiting to discuss. Something told me that they wouldn’t like what I had to say.

“This is fucking divine, Sunshine,” Cash gushed. “I don’t think I’ve ever had Alfredo sauce this perfect.”

“Thanks. I found the recipe online.” I twirled my fork in my pasta, eyeing each of the guys in turn.

They all dug into their food and drank the wine I’d bought for tonight. I doubted they’d ever had a quality meal when it was only the three of them. I waited until everyone was close to finishing before I took a deep breath and summoned my courage.

“So there’s this band that Raina and I really like and they’re playing in Fox Grove tomorrow night. I wanted to go withher.” There. I said it. Immediately my body broke out in nervous heat.

Fox Grove was a neighboring city. About a ninety minute drive from Wolfwood. As much as I liked the band, it was the thought of getting out with my friend for a while that appealed to me the most. We hadn’t seen each other without the Angels and their overbearing presence. I needed some alone time with my bestie.

“Out of the question.” Daire’s response came swiftly, as expected. “Not while Brady is still out there.”

Cash tried for a friendlier take on Daire’s answer. “This isn’t a good time, Clover. It’s too dangerous. Why don’t you two have a movie night in or something safe like that?”

I looked to Blaze with a brow raised, motioning for him to jump in. I wanted to hear from all of them.

“Sorry, Rainbow. We can’t take any chances right now.” Blaze’s lips twisted in an uncertain frown, like he didn’t love shooting me down.

“Yeah, I figured you’d all say that.” My temper began to rise. Being trapped in this house for so long had greatly shortened my fuse. “I’m sick of being a captive in this house. I need to go out and live. I’ll be with Raina. We’ll be fine.”

Daire scoffed. Dropping his fork on his empty plate, he leaned back in his chair. “What’s to stop Brady from grabbing the both of you? I seriously doubt the Gods would be okay with this either. I don’t want to be an asshole, but it’s a hard no.”

“Since when don’t you want to be an asshole?” I snapped, unable to contain myself. “It seems to be your reason for living. It’s what motivates you to get up each day.”

“Clover, come on,” Blaze said, trying to keep things from escalating. “We only want to protect you.”

Putting down my fork, I reached for my wine and chugged back the rest of it. “Brady might be on the other side of the globefor all we know. I know he’s a threat but life can’t stop forever. What about the fall when classes are back in? We’ll have to leave the house eventually.”

The fall class start wasn’t all that far away. In a few weeks we’d all be back at Ravencrest University. We were all taking different courses. They couldn’t shadow me there.

Cash’s expression darkened. “You saw what Brady did to Blaze. What do you think he would do to you?”

“Being an asshole is my reason for living?” Daire repeated. “Is that what you really think?”

“Sometimes,” I admitted. All three of the Angels were dicks sometimes. There was no denying that Daire was the worst.

The low chuckle that fell from Daire’s lips sent a tremor through my whole body. This was bad. This was really bad.

Daire proved me right when he stood up, and with one sweep of his hand, threw all of the dishes onto the floor. The crash of breaking glass made me jump. Adrenaline crashed into my bloodstream.

“Dude, what the fuck?” Blaze gaped at the mess on the floor. “I was still eating that.”

“We’re done with dinner. We’re going to have Clover for dessert.” Something in Daire’s tone told me that wouldn’t be nearly as fun as it should be.

I sat there frozen, blinking up at him in fear. When he took a threatening step toward me, I shot off my chair and ran. Where was I going? I didn’t know. Instinct told me to get away, and I listened.

The sound of chairs screeching along the floor followed as Blaze and Cash rose. All three of them came after me. Knowing that there was nowhere to hide in the house, I ran for the front door.

I made it outside and down the block before Cash caught up to me. He scooped me around the waist, hauling me off my feet. Kicking and flailing, I did my best to break free. His grip was tight like a vise. I wasn’t going anywhere.

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