Page 72 of Cruel Devotion

“In English the book’s title means theEssence of the Cloud Dragon.”

“O-kay.”

“Anyway, the book is like a. . .foundational guide for the Four Aces, detailing our codes, rites, and ceremonies. We have to know it front to back before being initiated.”

I blinked in surprise. “And I can get this and read it?”

“You’re not supposed to.”

Disappointment hit me. “No?”

“It’s secret.”

“Damn it.”

“There’s also a historical log, detailing every significant event for the Four Aces. It starts back when Lei’s father, Leo, founded us.”

“So. . .I can at least get that and read it?”

“No. That’s a secret text too.”

I frowned. “Duck. . .what the fuck, man?”

A low chuckle left him.

“And now you’re going to laugh.” Still smirking, I shook my head. “You must like taunting and teasing me.”

“At least, I can’t be the only one being teased.”

I paused.

A little of the humor left his face. “Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?”

“Umm. . .no.” I bit my bottom lip. “You look nice too.”

On the other side of me, Hu loudly cleared his throat.

I checked him.

Hu scowled at Duck. “Perhaps you should check on Lei. The mountain is getting steep. He may need your help.”

Duck rolled his eyes. “Okay, Straw Sandal.”

I straightened my posture as if I were in trouble too.

But before Duck headed back, he whispered, “Which side of the bed do you usually sleep on?”

“The right,” I murmured.

“Check under your pillow later this evening.”

I met his gaze. “Thank you, Duck.”

He simply nodded, his gaze lingering on me for a moment longer than necessary, and then he walked to the back.

Okay. . .what will he put under my pillow? The books? Or something else?

Chapter twelve

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