Page 41 of Grace of Spades
I must admit, that dark, twisted part of me was flattered that Christian would protect me like that. I know it's wrong on a basic normalhumanlevel but...I'm not exactly normal. I am dark and twisted as well as a little too comfortable with violence and gore. I'm all kinds of fucked up.
Kennedy is waiting for me with a big grin. What now?
"What did you do?" I ask.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Bullshit. I narrow my eyes in suspicion and she breaks. If only all my interrogations were this easy. "So, I hear we're going to a pub gig with Keir and Alek." She grins.
"Yep. I didn't get a chance to ask if you wanted to come." I grimace.
"I don't know why you want me to go at all. Go with him. Have fun." She urges.
"It's not like that." I try but she blows a raspberry at me.
"That's bullshit and you know it." She argues. I can't fucking do this!
"Do you want to come or not?" I ask losing a bit of my cool. How is it that I can get shot at, stabbed, and kill people and not breaka sweat but any mention of these guys and I'm a mess of nerves and hormones? "Sorry, I just... I can't, okay? Please, leave it."
She huffs but doesn't push it anymore.
"Fine, I'll come with you."
"Thank you." I smile. "Wanna get ready at my place? Keir is picking us up at seven."
"I need to have dinner with the parents tonight. I'll be over at your place just before then, though." She smiles as we head to my bike.
I see a Bugatti parked in the driveway as I pull in after dropping off Kennedy. I make my way inside and stop in my tracks at the sight of Jai in the waiting room.
"Grace?" He says, looking shocked. Well, that answers that question. Not here for me.
"Jai. Hi." I say, letting my confusion show.
"What are you doing here?" He asks. He changed his hair. Long soft black hair shaved into a fade on the sides I just want to run my hands through it again. His brows are pulled down making him look hard but I know how his face looks when he's laughing and when he's cumming. Oh, I need to leave. Like twenty minutes ago.
"Uh...."
"Oh, I see you've met my niece, Mr. Tanaka. Grace, how was your day?" Andras walks in with his no-nonsense business tone.
"It was okay." I shrug. "I'll leave you guys to your business." I smile and turn to leave.
"Grace?" Andras says. Don't make me stay, don't make me stay. I turn to look at Andras. "What's on your forehead?" He asks. I reach up to touch it and feel the tender bruise.
"Oh! Some jackass didn't hear me when I said no. I took care of it." I shrug with a smile. He snorts.
"You okay?" He asks and I nod. "Alright, see you at dinner."
"See you then. Bye, Jai." I turn and hurry to my room. I changeinto leggings and a loose blue tank top over a sports bra. I need to get some more of this energy out before I snap.
I say hi to Ruby and Richard and make my way to the gym. I blast AC/DC and start hitting the punching bag. I’m only there for a few minutes when I see Richard at the door in a black tracksuit.
"May I join you?" He asks.
"Of course. How's it going, Richard?"
"Very well. Andras is worried about you. I heard you were in a fight today?" He mentions dropping down into effortless push-ups. I knew there was more to him than just a butler.
"Yeah... this guy, Callum, pinned me to the lockers and implied that he would enjoy me putting up a fight against him." I shudder at the thought. I can't think too much on it or I'll fall into my memories and I've worked hard to squash those fuckers down. "He didn't," I state with a vicious grin. Richard nods.
"Is he still alive?" He asks making me smile. I see the violence in his eyes. He's like me, a little dark and twisted.
