Page 90 of Ashes of Saints

Travis’s eyelids open, and he watches me with no expression. I was right, he knows exactly what is going on here. Yet he does nothing. Just watches me.

I’m carrying from now on.

“Spread your legs, honey. I can finger you while I suck him.” Tina says to Aurora as she strokes his cock.

Aurora almost has a panic attack.

But she doesn’t move.

Stubborn woman.

Fine. I can play as long as she likes. I slide a finger up her leg, shifting the fabric of her dress a few inches. That’s all it would take to expose her pussy.

Aurora grabs my hand tightly as our eyes lock, anger and lust shimmer from them.

Tina, oblivious to what’s really going on, starts moving her hand between Aurora’s legs as she sucks Trav’s cock again.

“I’m not...I need the bathroom.” Aurora clambers off his knee, and I steady her with my hands on her hips.

She slaps me away and darts out of the room.

I smirk, watching her sexy ass.

“Stop playing games, Parker. Take her home.” Travis glares at me. Not an easy thing to do when you’re getting a blowjob.

I slide my hands into my pockets and stare at the door she just ran through. Relief softening my shoulders and chest now that I’ve broken her fake confidence.

Chloe, on the other hand, is bent over a chunky armchair, being pummeled by Killian. While I watch, Zayne walks over, takes her chin and slides his dick in her mouth.

Oh yeah, she’s in her element.

I glance angrily back at Trav, who is wiping his cock. “You almost crossed the line.”

“No.” He tosses the tissues away. “You did.”

“How so?”

“That girl is falling in love with you and you’re fucking using her. We don’t do that to people. Not innocent people.” He has the audacity to look pissed at me.

“We don’t know—”

I stop.

For years, I thought Aurora was guilty in some way. I used it as an excuse, I think, because she was the only lead I had. The only place to direct my anger once I learned Dad was dead.

Now I don’t know what I feel. I want to hate her for all the reasons I have for so long, but hate is the furthest thing from what I feel.

Yet I still need someone to punish.

What I need is more time in her mother’s penthouse to see if there is anything else that could be used as evidence.

“Aurora doesn’t love me.” I snort. “She thinks she’s snagged a billionaire.”

The words feel like a lie as they leave my lips, but I’m not going to have this conversation with him right now.

He plunges his tongue into Tina's mouth, pats her bottom, and she darts away.

“Last I heard, she has money of her own.”

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