Page 65 of Avenging Devil: Part 1

“Yeah, get lost, Cyn.” Eva leans toward her. “You think you can upset us by telling us you’ve got a boyfriend which none of us have?” She waves her hand around her. “We’ve got more than enough cock to satisfy us, sweetheart. And right now, it seems you have none.”

“Okay, okay,” I step in, getting between my sister and the girls. “Cyn, it’s late. Go to bed.”

“I’m not a fucking child.”

Taking her arm, I pull her away from the group. “What have I told you about causing trouble in the club?” I snarl. “I’d think very carefully if I were you, Cyn. And for the record, you haven’t a fuckin’ boyfriend. That fucker’s long gone.”

She looks like the cat that got the cream when she retorts, “That’s where you’re wrong. He’s been calling me.”

He what?First thing I’d done was replaced her phone.

“Who the fuck gave him your number?”

Her face reddens, but her mouth stays shut. Assuming she’d memorised his number, I move on. “Does he know where you are? Is he coming for you?” I half hope he is.

She rolls her eyes. “Duh, no. You’d kill him.”

At least she’s got that right. “Keep it that way, Cyn. And next time he calls you, tell him to get fuckin’ lost, you hear me?”

She huffs. “You think you’re such an example to look up to. I know what you did toher.” Her pointing finger leads my eye in another direction.

Fuck me, it’s Susie.Cyn’s been talking to her?

“What’s that c—woman been telling you?” My eyes narrow as they land back on my sister.

“That you fucked her and promised she’d be your old lady, then you turned your back and walked away. You broke her heart, Niran.”

“Hell, Cyn. I never said anything to her about being my old lady. She knew the score. And for your information, I was drunk as fuck and barely remember it.” I know I never made any commitment. Drunk or sober, my recall would be perfect on that. Those are words you don’t utter, or even think lightly.

“You used her,” she accuses. “She thought she was going to be yours.”

Hell, I wish I could remember what drove me to take her to bed. “She’s sorely mistaken if she thought that would be the outcome.”

Cyn’s eyes watch me accusingly. “So, big brother. You’re not so perfect, are you? Get a woman’s hopes up and then ignore her.”

That wasn’t the way of it, but instead of arguing further, I decide to let it go. Throwing up my hands, acknowledging there’s no reasoning with my sister, I stomp off in Salem’s direction.

He swings around when I approach him. “What’s up?”

“Fuckin’ Susie. Telling sob stories to Cyn who believes them. She’s put it in her head I promised she’d be my old lady.”

Salem’s eyes become slits. “She’s not even a particularly good fuck, Brother. Wouldn’t be any hardship to lose her. I’ll give her her marching orders if you want.”

I raise my chin. Yeah, that’s exactly what I want. She’s only a hangaround here. While Cyn got a pass after causing trouble, it’s because she’s my sister. Susie’s here on sufferance, and once banned will stay gone.

Salem gives me a return chin lift. “Leave it with me, Brother. I’ll get her out of your hair.”

I toss him a sharp grateful nod, knowing it would have done no good for me to approach Susie myself. As enforcer, Salem can impress on her that her face is no longer welcome here.

He doesn’t waste time. Even above the music, I can hear the indignant screech, followed by a slap. Turning fast, I see Salem rubbing his cheek, then Susie being dragged out by Pennywise and Bones. Luckily, they got her away. If Salem had chosen to hit back, she’d have been laid out on the floor.

He comes back to me, his hand still scrubbing the reddening mark. “She’s fuckin’ lucky I don’t hit bitches. Bitch thought she had a right to be here. I told her otherwise, Niran.”

“Sorry, Brother.”

He shrugs. “Comes with the territory of being the enforcer. Next time, though, Niran, can you get a male to have you in your sights? Then I can hit back.” He grins.

“Ain’t turning gay for you or anyone.” My own lips curve.

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