Page 8 of The Devil's Chaos

“Things she shouldn’t be doing.”

“I see. Well, what are you looking for?”

“I’m not sure yet,” I admitted

“Okay. I’ll start digging. You good?”

“Yeah, I have a plan.”

“You with a plan? I’ll believe it when I see it,” he joked. I wasn’t known for thoroughly thinking things out ahead of time.

“Just start doing your nerd shit. I’ll talk to you when I get back home.”

“You got it.”

I hung up the phone and slowly opened the door into the hallway, checking to make sure no one was nearby before stepping into the hallway. As I was about to turn the corner and head toward the Lotus room where Haven would likely be, I heard a man’s voice speaking loudly. I quickly pressed myself against the wall and peered around the corner. It was Haven, trying to walk away from Alexander Benson—a face that was all too familiar to me. A few days ago, he had shown up at the quarry where we were having a party and started a turf war over Mila, knocking her and Maddie off the cliff and into the water. Alexander wouldn’t get off easy, but I had my sights set on someone else right now.

When that motherfucker slammed her against the wall and then struck her, it took everything in my power not to bash his skull in. God knows I wanted to. But right now, I was on surveillance duty, and even if I wanted to go in guns blazing, neither of us would make it very far. Too many hired guns protecting the Benson family and their patrons. For now, Alexander was safe. I clenched my fists and took several deep breaths to relieve my anger.

Haven didn’t back down from her brother, and that infuriated him and left me smiling. There was something about a mouthy woman that turned me the fuck on. My mind started thinking about her smart mouth and olive-green eyes—a deadly combination.

Readjusting my now-hard dick in my pants, I tuned back into reality.

Yes, I know I’m sick.

Their conversation was brief, but Haven’s questions further piqued my curiosity. She somehow managed to get him to spill secrets I may not have discovered otherwise. After his ill-timed visit to the quarry, I assumed he was up to something, but hearing him boast about their plans because he thought the information would go nowhere was very telling.

Loose lips sink ships, my friend.

I was looking forward to seeing the look on his face when we destroyed him and his lowlife family. Judging by the tone of the conversation, Alexander seemed especially agitated by our recent destruction of his warehouses, which was just one step in a long line of assaults we had planned. We would continue to hit him where it hurt until we got to the coward himself. I could barely contain myself from revealing my presence and witnessing the terror in his eyes as he choked on his own blood—one last gnat for The Brotherhood to deal with. But Archer told me to wait, and my loyalty was to him.

However, when Alexander dragged Haven back into the Lotus room and announced theirguestswere waiting for her, the beast inside me wouldn’t let me stand by and watch, so here I was, making a decision that might get me killed. Despite the danger, a twisted smile spreads across my face.

I fucking love chaos—it really gets the blood pumping.

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HAVEN

He wrapped his hand around my arm and yanked me toward the Lotus room. “Ouch, Alex,” I protested, trying to pull my arm from his grip. “You’re hurting me.”

“I’ll do a lot more if you don’t shut up and do what you’re told.”

Opening the door, he shoved me inside, and I stumbled forward, twisting my ankle in my high heels, and fell to the ground. The sound of laughter erupted around me, and my face felt hot.

“Look here, Winston!” one of the men said. “The bitch is already on her knees.”

More laughter.

“Enjoy, my friends,” my brother said from behind me. I turned to watch him leave the room, giving me a wink as he closed the door behind him.

Asshole.

I knew what was expected of me. I was here to dance and give hand jobs to my father’s prospective business partners, sometimes even his current ones. I’d even let them touch my ass and my boobs—let them feel like they were hot stuff for a night.On some occasions, I even fucked a few of them. It was primarily out of obligation, but sometimes I did it to feel something.

Anything.

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