Page 2 of Dark Prince

Because I own the goddamn strip club,I think to myself, because she doesn’t know that small detail, and I’m not about to tell her now. She can think what she wants. I don’t even care.

“For the second time, good night, Sasha,” I sneer, before leaving her to fend for herself. If she and my sister get into it again, they can be someone else’s problem.

Before I ascend the stairs, I take a detour to the liquor cabinet, knowing I’m going to need all the booze I can get into my system to keep me from trying to dive into her pussy tonight.

Tomorrow, I’ll worry about how Dad knew about us and when he found out. Hell, I don’t know why he hasn’t confronted me until now, if that’s even what you’d call the bomb he dropped not only on everyone but me too. The fact that he knew isn’t even what has me on edge. Mischa didn’t bat an eye either, and I didn’t get the impression he was angry like Sasha claimed he would be.

Krishna wanted to take my head off more so than the boss of their family; not that it surprises me. He fucks my brother on the regular but would condemn me for the very same thing when it comes to his sister. Whatever, it’s not like what Sasha and I have could ever last, no matter that’s all I’ve wanted since I was a dumb teenage boy.

As fierce as she is on the outside, in physical strength and confidence, that’s not completely who the woman buried deep down is. She’s equally two sides of a coin. One, the lioness you don’t want to confront, and the other, a newborn kitten afraid of her own shadow. Both are equally beautiful. Both are someone I want to protect and make bleed at the same time.

Problem is, her cuts are much deeper than mine have ever been; hence why my weak ass drinks my weight in whiskey night after night, and why my sister was left vulnerable twice. Had I been with Si tonight instead of at the lounge, Vin wouldn’t have gotten his hands on her, the same as if I’d met her at the gym last month when he tried to kidnap her then.

Me, avoiding my twin is also why when Dom told her not to tell anyone that it was her that killed Vin tonight, she agreed, not once voicing that the three of us aren’t supposed to have secrets from each other, and because of my shitty behavior toward my siblings, I couldn’t call them on their bullshit when I overheard the conversation.

My marriage isn’t the only thing doomed. If I keep this up, I’m going to lose my two best friends too. The problem is, I don’t know how to change the path I’m on. I don’t know how to stop wanting what I want—my wife.

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