Page 106 of Deceit

“How does that even work? They take turns on who gets to fuck around with you each night?” I ask as I look down at her.

She rolls her eyes at me and shakes her head.

“Is that how it works with you and your groupies?”

I scoff. “No. I call them when I want to fuck. No expectations.”

“Well, basically the same, except we have communication skills and care for one another.”

I lift a disbelieving eyebrow at her, because she can’t be this naïve. She seriously thinks Liam is dating her for her personality? Or Griggs. Everyone knows that guys humps and dumps. The few women that have slept with him said they were terrified the entire fucking time, and then he never looked them in the eye again. And don’t even get me started on Ronan.

Yeah, sounds like the perfect group of guys to share andloveone woman.

Without another word, she steps out of her room as I follow after her, shutting the door behind me. We make our way into the elevator, out into the courtyard and to her first class without a single word spoken.

You know, my fiancée isn’t too bad when she’s silent. Maybe this marriage won’t be the worst thing in the world. She can do her thing, I’ll do mine. My father will be pleased. Everyone wins.

“See ya,” she says as she steps into the class, not sticking around for me to say anything, which I wasn’t planning on anyways, so it’s whatever.

I turn on my heel, heading in the direction of my class when I see Griggs cornering Jeremy Stroughton. He has him pinned against the side of a building, his forearm against his throat as helooms over him menacingly. Intrigue gets the better of me and I switch directions, heading straight for them as I do.

“What’s going on here?” I ask when I’m only a few feet away.

Jeremy’s eyes come to me in a panic, begging and pleading for help.

“Asher, man. Thank fuck you’re here. Get this psycho off of me,” he stutters, as Vincent pushes more of his weight against his throat.

I tip my head to the side like I’m contemplating it when I turn to Griggs.

“What did he do?”

He doesn’t take those creepy grey eyes off his target, as he speaks through clenched teeth.

“Him and Dane Lewis were having a little bet about who could fuck Parris first.”

“Oh really?” I say with an interested raise of my brows, as I face the man about to shit his pants on the spot.

“Overheard them talking about how they were going to pull her into the gym after class and they’d hold her down. Take her at the same time.”

My head whips over to Griggs, unable to hide the anger that instantly consumes me. It comes on so fast and so intense, I’ve never felt anything like it. I’m shaking with rage, as I wind my arm back and deliver a punch straight to his nose. Jeremy’s nose explodes, gushing down his face as I hit him again and again, all the while Griggs holds him perfectly in place for me.

Teamwork.

I shake my hand out as I take a step back.

“I wonder what we’re gonna do with a piece of shit like you now,” I say out loud as I look at Griggs.

It takes me a moment to see it but honestly, I can’t believe that I missed it before. He has his gun out, pressed against Jeremys dick, his finger on the trigger. Fuck, that’s a good way to go aboutit. If you’re going to actively plot to rape a woman, you deserve to have your dick shot off.

“W-why do you even care!?” Jeremy blubbers, tears and blood leaking down his face as he looks to Griggs.

He doesn’t say a word, instead, he pulls the trigger. It makes a light pop sound and when he pulls the gun away I notice he put a silencer on the end.

Nicely done.

I lean forward, covering my hand over his mouth as he lets out a blood curdling scream. Vincent and I look at each other, communicating silently before I nod. I wrap my arms under Jeremy’s, somehow still able to keep his screams covered, as Vincent tucks his gun into his pants and grabs his legs. Together, we carry him down the side of the building and out to a car that has a popped trunk, already pre-lined with plastic.

I give him a sideways look, but he doesn’t meet my eye, casually tossing Jeremy’s legs inside like he’s a bag of groceries. I haven’t been privy to some of the darker sides of the Brethren. I’ve been mostly kept in the face of it all. It’s interesting to see just how different others have been raised. What killing machines the Brethren can turn someone into.

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