Page 82 of Black Widow's Kiss

“Yuki?” Dante asked leaving the elevator and seeing her. “What are you doing here?”

“Visiting my brother,” she said as calmly as ever.

Dante looked at my sister and then at me. He wasn’t buying it. Neither was I.

“Can you lock the door?” I asked Dante.

I didn’t actually know if he could. I knew it required a key to get to our floor. But that didn’t mean he could stop someone from getting out.

“I can lock it,” he said sticking a key into the elevator panel.

“That’s not necessary,” Yuki said casually.

“Neither is coming here when I’m not,” I pointed out.

Yuki relaxed and headed to the couch.

“Are you not going to offer your sister something to drink?”

I didn’t know what she was doing but I decided to play along.

“Of course. Where are my manors?”

“They are deplorable,” Yuki proclaimed.

I wasn’t sure if she was joking or not. Knowing her, she wasn’t.

“Tea?” I asked her.

“If it’s what you have,” she said disapprovingly.

“It is,” I confirmed before heading to the kitchen to prepare it.

“Wait, are we just going to pretend that it isn’t as weird as fuck that she was in our place when we got here?”

Yuki responded before I could.

“Considering the facetime I received from Shiro, I thought we had progressed past weird.”

That shut Dante up for a second.

“Listen, having him call you was a mistake.”

“Perhaps this is my mistake. How many are each of us allowed?”

Again, Dante was quiet. Having no response, he clenched his jaw and headed to his room leaving my sister and me alone.

“We only have tea bags,” I informed Yuki.

I didn’t have to see her to know that she was displeased. Selecting the only one from Dante’s stock that was worth drinking, I added water to the coffee pot and brought it to a boil. Not saying a word the entire time, I collected a mug from the cupboard and poured us cups.

Yuki didn’t wait to make her feelings clear. Putting it down as soon as she received it, she stared daring me to defy my upbringing by drinking tea from a mug. I got it all the way to my lips before putting it down. I could try to fight it but like my father, Yuki had a power over me. As little as I could defy my father’s wishes, I could defy Yuki even less.

“So, why are you here?” I asked having waited long enough.

Straightening her back, she said, “To bring you home.”

“I am home,” I told her confused.

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