Page 101 of Ruthless Kings of Havoc

“Yes… and no?” I mean Zander has, and so has Ares, at least he did last night, especially because I was completely gone by the time he came inside me the last time. “I’m sure you can guess who wouldn’t bother, but then again, I didn’t fuck Domino.”

“You two never did it?”

“Nope.” I shake my head for added emphasis. “I sucked him plenty of times but more so by force. An act of humiliation, basically. I’m sure he would have used the footage from the dinner with Leighton if Zander hadn’t figured out a way to delete it.”

Something passes over his gaze as he stares at me for a long minute.

“My little brother forced you to suck him off in front of our Dad?”

It sounds like a mind-fuck attempt for a tongue twister, but that’s pretty much the gist of it.

“Yes. In front of him, the maids and servers, and Zander and Ares. I mean, it’s not like we were close then. I was a stranger still. Even if they didn’t like or approve of it, at the end of the day, they had to follow their Ruthless King leader’s orders. I can’t hate them for what they did.” That’s my truthful opinion on it.

I don’t hold that moment against them, even if it still leaves me a bit uneasy.

Matteo slowly nods, but I can tell he doesn’t like what I’ve told him.

Not one bit.

“Matteo,” I stop him from laying the damp cloth on my folds, so we can share a look. “You don’t need to stress about it.”

He nods and even leans in to press a kiss to my nose.

“The two bottles are a new set of medication I want you to start taking,” he reveals. “You may have recovered from the incident two and a half weeks ago, but those seizures did a number on you. The new med will not only reduce the likelihood of seizures but will ensure your body is balanced, from hormones to your body’s function in general. It obviously won’t cure the underlying problem, but it will help keep it at a minimum. As for the second pill in the white container, those capsules will help your sugar levels. You still need to be eating regularly and try not to let your sugar stores drop tremendously, but it’s better than the basic medical shit the hospitals give. Those medicines don’t have the intention of making you better long term. It’s just a temporary solution.”

“Did you honestly go to medical school because you were bored?”

“Yes.” He does seem proud of that. “Now, be a good girl and meet me downstairs after you take your medicine.” With a kiss on my forehead once more, he takes his leave.

It’s not until I’m positive he’s down the stairs do I realize we didn’t solve the main problem.

I have nothing to wear.

“Ugh.” I have to slap my hand to my face because I got so caught up in need, I totally forgot the dilemma at hand. “Silly Gemini! You and your horny pussy can’t even think straight around that man.”

I don’t feel bad for what I did, but I am wondering why I feel this way when it comes to Matteo. Is it because he’s the first man to take initiative without the rooted need to hurt me in the process? Or is there something more I’ve yet to figure out?

It’s a shame that our society has come down to this.

Where I can’t accept the possibility that a man can love or be interested in me without some ulterior motive.

With a sigh, I quickly finish cleaning up and recombining my long locks. Deciding to put my hair up in a ponytail, I wonder what it would be like to be short.

“Could easily grow my hair back in three to six months. Maybe a whole year. I should cut it,” I speak to my reflection while I admire the little heart tattoo on my neck. “Decisions.”

Once my hair is tied, I clean my lenses and tug the t-shirt off my body, deciding what I can manage to grab to go downstairs. It makes me notice that Warren’s presence isn’t around. He isn’t hiding in one of the corners or in a place where I can sense him lurking.

Feels odd to admit I miss him.

Closing the washroom door reveals the white dress shirt Matteo had been wearing earlier.

I stare at it for five long seconds.

Then I grin as if I’ve just won the lottery.

Maybe it’s time to get a bit of vengeance.

Let’s entertain these guests by reminding a certain leader what he’s lost.

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