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Which happened to be located in his headquarters.

“If you don’t want to use me, that’s fine. If you need more time to think, so be it. But you need to go. And I need to go. He doesn’t like it when I’m late.” She ushered us toward the front door, following closely. I tried to get her to look at me, but she acted like I wasn’t there. “Listen, when you make a decision, Kai knows where to find me.”

She entered the elevator without looking back at me.

“Jesus Christ, Kai. Is she the best option?” Archer asked.

“I like her!” Theo chimed in.

Archer looked at me, clearly doubtful that Haven was “the best option.” She wasn’t just the best option.

“She’s ouronlyoption,” I said out loud.

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THIRTY-THREE

HAVEN

Fucking Kai Montgomery.

I had spent the last two weeks ignoring his phone calls to almost becoming a fucking puddle on the floor in front of him. Something about being in his presence caused me to lose all my resolve. As long as we stayed apart, I could stay strong. Seeing him in my apartment, watching me so intensely, had me clenching my thighs in protest.

For once, I was thankful for my brother’s interruption.

After parking in the staff parking spot, I went to the staff entrance and went inside. The club was already bustling as the staff prepared for another night of debauchery. I descended to the basement where my brother’s suite was located. The scent of tobacco lingered in the air as I pushed open the heavy door, revealing my brother lounging on his bed with a cigarette hanging from his lips and a sly grin on his face.

My eyes immediately fell upon the figure tied up next to him—Mila, her bloodshot eyes assessing me with fear and disbelief. It was clear that Alex had not yet begun to torment her. This was the first time I had seen her up close, but I didn't think she recognized me, judging by the terrified expression on her face.

“Ah, baby sister. Right on time,” Alex greeted me as he sat up, stubbing out the cigarette in a crystal ashtray on the nightstand beside his bed. “This is Mila. Mila, this is my sister, Haven. Come on, sit. Let’s chat for a while.”

I glanced at Mila, maintaining a cold and emotionless expression. Archer would be relieved to know she was alive and seemingly unharmed…for now.

“Alex, I don’t have time to deal with your theatrics and your playthings. I have to get to work,” I stated firmly.

In an instant, Alex abruptly stood and grabbed onto my throat tightly with his fingers. He shoved me onto the bed next to Mila. “I said sit, Haven.”

The pressure on my windpipe made it difficult to breathe as he glared down at me with dark amusement in his eyes. I gasped for air, my hands gripping his wrist in a futile attempt to loosen his hold. Alex’s eyes bore into mine, a twisted smile playing on his lips as he watched me struggle. After a few agonizing seconds, he released his grip, allowing me to take a shuddering breath.

“That’s better,” he purred. “Mila will be staying with me for a while, and I think it’d be nice for you to show her how to suck a dick properly.”

I rubbed my throat, shooting him a venomous glare. “Isn’t that what Maddie is for?”

“Yes. But Maddie’s not here, now is she?” He reached out to stroke my cheek, but I flinched away from his touch.

Mila whimpered softly beside me, her wide eyes darting between us. I could see the fear and confusion etched on her face. She had no idea what kind of monster my brother truly was. But she would soon find out the longer she was his prisoner.

“If I’m late to the club, you know Dad will find out about it, and he won’t be happy if his friends aren’t happy.”

Alex clicked his tongue at me in annoyance as he stopped unzipping his pants. “We don’t want to anger Daddy. Rain check, then.”

He zipped back up and went to his desk. I chanced a glance at Mila, hoping she saw the reassurance in my eyes, but I stood before I could confirm her understanding. Alex rummaged through his desk drawer, pulling out a small baggie of cocaine. He tapped some onto the glass surface, using a razor blade to cut it into thin lines. With a rolled up hundred dollar bill, he snorted two lines in quick succession, tilting his head back with a satisfied groan.

“You sure you don’t want a hit before you go, sis?” he asked, holding out the bill to me.

I shook my head, my lips pressed into a tight line. “You know I don’t touch that shit.”

Alex shrugged, tucking the bill into his pocket. “Suit yourself. More for me and Mila here.” He turned his attention to her. “We’re going to have so much fun together, aren’t we sweetheart?”

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