Page 1 of The Den of Sin
Prologue
Isabella
Halloween Party - Senior year
Georgetown University, D.C.
The loud music pumped through the speakers and the windows shook with the bass. The amplifier channeled the beat with enough power to fill a medium size club, the tunes bouncing off the walls. Iggy Azalea’s song played through the speakers, some girls danced, others ground against their boyfriends and then some just observed. Tonight, I just observed.
“This will be a long night,” I muttered under my breath.
I was always up for a good party and a good time, but my mood today wasn’t up to par. The entire frat house was too crowded. Every two seconds, a body bumped into me, causing my drink to spill over, so I kept my cup slightly outstretched, away from my body, avoiding it being spilled on me. I had yet to even take a drink. Unlike other girls, there wasn’t a single boy here that appealed to me. Just as well, since we’d all go our own separate ways soon.
This would be our last year here and somehow the reality of life started creeping in. My best friend and I had done some seriously wild shit over the last three and a half years. And got into some trouble. Okay, a lot of trouble, but her brothers, the oldest one in particular, came to the rescue every time. It was always the highlight of my evening. He was the highlight of my days and nights.
Vasili Nikolaev was the star of all my fantasies. He was a gorgeous, scary, panty dropping specimen of a man. Much older than Tatiana, and therefore much older than me too. He was way out of my league. But did that stop me from imagining his tattooed hands all over my body? Nope, not at all. The chemistry I felt around him though, was unprecedented. No boy has made me feel remotely as hot as he did, and the man hadn’t even touched me.
My gaze traveled over the crowd. The Halloween party was usually the wildest party of the year. Most girls wore Playboy Bunny, skimpy bodysuits while most boys just wore jerseys. There would be a lot of hooking up tonight. Including my best friend. Tatiana and I were among the few girls wearing our regular clothes. Well, not exactly regular. More like nightclub clothes. We wore matching, short strapless, mini dresses. Hers was black; mine was pink.
One zipper and off it went. Her words, not mine. I had no doubt my dress would stay on tonight, just like any other night. It was impossible for these boys to compete with the hero of all my dreams.
“Ladies, are you two enjoying yourselves?” Travis and Trent asked at the same time.
They were twins, football players, and this week’s hot flavor on campus. Neither one of them appealed to me. They had the mentality of a ten-year-old and manners of a two-year-old. But Tatiana was fascinated with them; both of them.
“Not really,” I mumbled begrudgingly.
“Yes,” she shouted over the music.
They both had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Pale blue eyes were more up my alley. These two could be tolerable; if only they wouldn’t speak or stare at you like a piece of candy.
“Want to go somewhere quieter?” Trent asked. Or was it Travis? Heck if I knew, or cared.
I shook my head. I knew what that meant. Tatiana, on the other hand, already ditched her drink and looped her arms through theirs.
“I’m all yours. Both of yours.” She let the meaning linger in the air and those two beamed like they hit the jackpot. Little did they know, they were her experiment. Tomorrow morning, they would be history. Tatiana was adamant about giving a threesome a try. I had to stifle my grin.
With another elbow bumping into me, I gave up on my drink, placed it on the little makeshift bar and leaned my back against the counter, my eyes studying the crowd. Why did nobody compare to the man I wanted? And why couldn’t I get him out of my mind?
Briefly returning my gaze to Tatiana with the twins, I noted all three of their heads brushed together, whispering among themselves. Probably planning which dorm room or hotel to do their bidding in.
Or bedding, I added wryly in my head.
I prayed it wasn’t in our dorm room. I didn’t want to spend all night out nor hear any of that shit. This Halloween party wasn’t exactly my kind of scene, and I was ready to call it a night.
Shifting my gaze back over the crowded room, I spotted him and my whole body jolted upright.
“Holy shit, your brother is here,” I announced, my eyes locked on the big frame of the man striding towards us. Although he had the most unusual blonde hair coloring, he always struck me as a dark shadow looming over his enemies. Just a glance at him could fill you with fear. Or with lust!
Tatiana’s oldest brother always, and I meanalways, made my panties wet. He had this odd lure about him, a mixture of CEO billionaire and dangerous shadow. Power oozed from every pore of his body wrapped in an expensive, black Armani suit. He was hands down, the hottest man I had ever seen. From the moment we met, he featured in all my fantasies, played the starring role.
Even if he was old enough to be my father, a young father, but still. Just glancing his way made my heart race, my pussy pulse, and my skin flush.
“Shit,” Tatiana groaned out loud. “Hotel it is. Text me when he’s gone.”
She disappeared before I could say another word. My eyes searched out for hers and the twins' frames, but they were nowhere to be spotted. Tatiana had a knack for disappearing, I’d give her that.
“Hey babe,” a voice whispered in my ear. “You are looking hot.” My head snapped behind me. A face in a mask, the creepy Joker mask, stared at me. I attempted to inch away but someone was right behind me. “Want to get out of here?”
