Page 5 of Dangerous Allure

Punching Caspian in the face before I left to bring Beauty her shit was not enough for me. Seeing his lip split and blood dripping from his chin made me want to hurt him more for the shit he pulled. I knew the moment he described her that he was talking about Presley, and the fact that he’d been selling her drugs for god knows how long, fucked me all the way up. So tonight, we will fight backyard style at the old Cyprus mansion.

Harley refuses to sell it or live in it. So what's a guy to do? Throw parties to pass the time. As long as we keep it in pristine shape and not break anything, we are free to do as we please.

The Cyprus’s are one of the five founding families left in Daggerspoint. The Fitzgeralds are over in Hillcreek Bay with the Augustines. The Radleys are in Brimstone. Last but not least, the Bendetti’s. They got into some trouble that sent them acrossthe country. Something about a huge diamond heist that went wrong and the kidnapping of their daughter.

What all our families have in common are our mothers. They were all best friends before any of us were born, women of wealth and power. A dangerous and deadly combination, especially when they have to abide by rules and go through different etiquette classes that hold high expectations for each of them. These expectations were too much for their wild souls. So when push came to shove, some of the girls dipped, took their own life, succumbed to the cult, or died trying to get out. This didn’t go over well with the hierarchy.

My mother was the one who dipped out, then ended up turning to drugs and sex. Me and my brothers all have different fathers except the twins and now my mother is dead. Drug overdose because she truly hated her life, or someone got to her and it was murder. Not completely sure how I feel about it. But I am excited to have all my brothers under one roof. Harley is fucking boring and I hate not chillen with the guys nightly.

They were always with mom because Axel was afraid to leave her. His separation anxiety is real and rapidly grew worse as he got older. Me and Harley stayed with Gramps a lot more than my younger brothers.

Caspian wouldn't ever leave Axel’s side, not after the one night he walked in on some guy touching him inappropriately. That was the night Casp made his first kill to save Axel, which gave him his nickname, Demon. I’ve never seen him look the way he did that night and I haven’t since. Braxton is Caspian's fraternal twin, who is more level-headed than those two, but he’s quiet and observant. Always listening and watching before he strikes, which makes sense since he loves being in the ring at The Dungeon.

Harley tapping at my window brings me to the present. Rolling the window down of my 1980 Firebird, I raise a brow at him.

“You gonna sit here all day or you gonna come pay your respects?” he asks and I shake my head.

“I’m good where I am. I said what I needed to say, so I’m ready to head back to Daggerspoint.” I grunt and he runs his grease stained hand over his face.

“You know we have a reputation to uphold. Just do this for me, please. We need to show a united front. You know someone is always watching and waiting for a weak spot, and right now you’re it.” He says, and I roll my eyes pushing the car door open, climbing out and fixing my suit jacket as I stand. I don’t do ties, so I have my top button undone with my white gold chain showing around my neck. We walk back to the vigil that Harley set up.

Surprisingly, it was a huge turnout, but the four of us really couldn't care less. Why Harley is doing the most, I’ll never know. I guess being the oldest and having spent so much time with her when she was normal is what he holds onto. The rest of us despise her just as much as she hated us.

Caspian's eyes connect with mine and I give him a nod. Harley doesn’t need to know what we are up to tonight. He would just try to stop us. If he found out we were fighting over Presley, he'd give us an entire lecture about it.

Hopefully, we can either skate out of here without him noticing or he leaves with his clingy girlfriend Amber. I can’t stand the bitch. Have I stuck my dick in her? Sure have, me and Caspian definitely ran a train on her once or twice a few years back. Why my brother is still with her after finding that out is beyond me. She’s just a gold digging slut after the Cyprus fortune. He’s just blinded by the golden snatch between herlegs to realize. We’ve told him time and time again, but he’s so fucking stubborn.

We walk down the aisle and sit in the first row of pews next to Axel and Braxton. Caspian is a row behind us with his hand up Nicolette’s dress. I shake my head and smirk at him. He gives no fucks that this isn’t the time nor the place for that shit.Typical Casp.

Facing the front, I stare through the priest droning on about how wonderful our mother was.Lie.How much she will be missed.Lie.That she loved her sons dearly.Another lie.I zone out and think about how fucking hot Presley looked earlier. I wish I knew where the hell she was going, probably with her quarterback boyfriend, Jacob Lee.The scumbag.I wish she would leave his ass. He is not the right guy for her. She deserves to be worshiped. At least I can say I was her first everything. I got to feel that tight pussy flutter around my fingers and the little whimpers she made when she came on my tongue. Why I didn't make her mine, I’ll never understand.

Now, as time passes, I’m really starting to regret my choices. Cherry on the fucking cake is that my brother is sending her dick pics. Everytime I look at his face, it makes me want to rearrange his fucking jaw. That’s exactly what I’m going to do tonight. Light his ass up for trying to play with something that is not his.I don’t fucking share.Beauty is mine and I’ll show Demon what the Beast looks like for even laying eyes on her. Maybe I’ll vow something to myself tonight. If I win, I’ll take what I want. If he wins, I’ll let him fall on his face. Maybe, maybe not! I’ll figure it out later once I can get out of this fucking suit.

Commotion behind me grips my attention and I turn my head slightly as the chorus starts to sing to see Caspian holding his hand over Nicolette’s mouth and nose while he shoves the handle of his knife into her. Blood stains mark her thighs as they shake. Her face turns purple as she screams into his hand, herchest heaving erratically. He looks over at me and smirks as he lets go of her face, taking the knife handle from between her legs and licking it clean. His eyes roll and I laugh.He’s such a sick fuck.Braxton elbows me and I look over at him. He leans back slightly, giving me a clear view as Axel weeps on the other side of him. Taking a deep breath, I reach over and tap his hand.

“It’s okay baby bro. It will all be okay.” I reassure him and he just nods, looking away from me and back at the priest. I elbow Brax and he looks at me with a raised brow. “You good?” I whisper, and he nods,

“Can’t wait to go home with my brothers.” He smiles, and that alone makes me so fucking happy.

Now if the joker in front of us spewing lies would hurry the fuck up, we can all get the fuck out of here and have some real fun!

Chapter 4

Caspian

My brother is such a fucking idiot. He’s so threatened that I’m going to slide on in and take his girl. It’s fucking laughable. If I wanted to take her, she’d be mine already, but since he wants to go around punching me in the face, I’ll give him the fight he wants. I hope he’s ready for the demon to rear its ugly head and put his ass in his place.

Is Presley smoking hot? Fuck yes. Do I want to make her mine? Fuck no. I love playing with my food, and I know nothing about her other than she likes to dabble in E, works for Harley and likes to fight on Saturdays. That’s about it, but now that I’ll be attending school with them, I’ll turn this little game up a notch and see if the little gumdrop bites.

Standing around the fire in the backyard of our grandad’s mansion, I flick my lip ring, getting impatient as I wait forMaverick to arrive. Brax spread the word about the fight tonight and it's been a large turnout. It’s not always a good thing.

We don’t want to draw too much attention and get our asses caught. Harley may have given us permission to party here with a set of rules, but this is going against them, considering we own a boxing ring where we hold fights. No one wants to hear a lecture coming from him. The less he knows, the better. A couple of half-naked girls approach, taking me out of my thoughts.

“Hey Caspian.” Juliette giggles, sticking her big tits out.

“Hey Ladies. How are we doing tonight?” I smirk, flicking my lip ring. Juliette walks up, tracing her finger down my jaw and I raise a brow.

“Is there something you need?” I ask, and her eyes light up with lust.

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