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“No?” He cocks his head, a slow smile forming and says, “Then she’s free game?”

My heart clenches brutally and I suck in a breath before dancing on my feet and saying through a throat thick with rage, “You think you’re funny?”

“That’s not an answer…”

“No? How ‘bout this?” I say, swinging my fists before stepping back when he drops to the floor with a groan.

“I rest my case,” he says, shaking his head no doubt from the ringing in his fucking ears. Dick.

“You rest nothing,” I growl, grabbing my towel and wiping the sweat from my face.

Rafe is no different than the rest of us. He plays and parties hard but there’s a darkness he can’t hide and frankly it scares the shit out of me to consider Minnie in his hands.

And that’s the only reason I punched his lights out, or so I tell myself.

I’m finally feeling semi calm as I emerge from the elevator an hour later, hoping to actually sleep. I’m still annoyed by Rafe’s innuendos, but I’ll keep that shit on the back burner and get my revenge later. Dick.

Thoughts of which are derailed when I find Beast leaning against the wall outside my door. My mood immediately sours, and I bark, “What the fuck do you want?”

“To talk,” Beast grunts. “Minnie—“

“What? You got a problem with me and yourcousin, bro?” I sneer.

Beast’s eyes narrow and he says, “Think about it, you idiot. Minnie isn’t like the chicks we fuck.”

Slamming my fist against the door, I say, “Oh? I guess you only fuck whores?”

Beast flinches and bows his chin before saying, “You know that’s not what I mean.”

“I don’t fucking care what you mean. Minnie wants my dick. Sorry…” Newsflash I don't sound sorry as I shove the keycard against the door.

Behind me, Beast says, “What the fuck do you want from me?”

Swinging around, I bellow, “I want you to keep your dick out of my sister but it’s too late for that.”

“Yeah well, believe me, I regret it,” Beast rasps.

For a moment, I just stare before my rage bubbles over and I’m on him. He backs up with a grunt, wrapping his arms around my waist.

Don’t matter though because I’m pounding against his thick skull as I mutter, “The fuck you just say? My sister isn’t good enough?”

“Do. You. Hear. Yourself,” Beast puffs out, but I don’t get to respond because Rafe appears in my vision, grabbing Beast’s shoulder as Cross says behind me, “Alright break it up. There are plenty of ho’s to go around.”

Beast’s eyes go wide before he punches Cross in the face and growls, “Don’t call her a fucking ho.”

Bemused, I watch while he stalks away before slamming into my room and collapsing on the couch.

Fucking fucker.

Chapter 19

Minnie

The following morning I roll out of bed with the same raging headache and contemplate going to the ER. Don’t people die from shit like this? I’ve no clue but I sure feel close to it as I retch in the toilet.

Then again, I drank profusely last night before being assaulted. It could be a fucking hangover.

As I lie in front of the toilet with my head around the bowl, though I choke back a sob because I feel pretty fucking low right now.

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