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She steps away from me, moving straight for Zeke before she throws her arms around his thick, stubborn neck. He grabs her hips, keeping her at a distance so he can look her in the eyes.

“So, you’re okay with this?”

Giggling, she nods. “I’m more than okay with this, Zeke. I was actually hoping you two would let me watch sometime,” she whispers the last part.

And now I’m hard again.

“Fuck yeah, you can watch anytime, little hellfire,” I tell her, moving up to her backside. “The sky’s the limit when it comes to the three of us. As long as we have each other, I don’t give a shit. I just can’t be without either of you.”

Zeke looks over her head and into my eyes, smirking. “I meant it when I said I’d die without you guys.”

“Then it’s settled,” Billie adds. “And when a new situation comes up in the bedroom, we’ll tackle it head-on then as well.”

“I fucking love you guys,” I say, unable to help myself.

We hug each other, moving together as Billie gets smashed between us. I share a soft kiss with Zeke before our mouths find Billie’s face and neck. She lightly laughs and moans, tilting her head to give us both full access to our girl.

My wandering hands tug and pull at her clothes, but the heated moment is short-lived when Dana clears her throat behind us. We break apart to find her standing there watching us.

“Wow, can you guys not keep your hands off of each other? I’ve been gone for five minutes.” Shaking her head, she moves into the kitchen area and sets a laptop down on the counter before opening and bringing it to life. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to get back to work.”

She’s exaggerating again. Honestly, I just think the cunt is jealous as fuck.

“What’s that?” Billie asks, pointing at the screen when Dana brings up what looks like security footage. And as I step closer, I realize it’s the camera feed right outside of my house.

“I had my guy hack into your system, Christian, and we found something quite interesting.” She taps several buttons and we watch as the footage rewinds and then plays.

There isn’t anything at first, just dead footage, but then a shiny white Mercedes pulls into the driveway. I’m not familiar with that car. I’ve never seen it at the house, anyway. Who the hell could it be?

And before I can actually ask that question, the driver’s side door opens and I curse beneath my breath when I see who it is.

“Fuck me. It is Belle Barrett,” I seethe out her name, sharing a knowing glance with Zeke.

“What the hell is she doing at your house, Christian?” Billie asks.

I shrug and shake my head because I honestly have no idea. As far as I knew, the Barrett’s worked with the society, but they aren’tpartof the society. Their family is nothing but second-best, just like Jett and his bitch ass cousin from the valley. I kind of didn’t want to believe Zeke when he told me the other night, but it’s now on camera.

My stomach drops when I look up at Zeke, though, and the way his complexion is flush, his demeanor stiffening right before my eyes.

“What’s wrong, bro?”

He glares up at me, about to shake his head, when he blows out a breath. “Shit, we’re doing the honest thing. I kind of forgot about what I walked into a while back.” Reaching into his back pocket, he pulls out his phone and scrolls through it before handing it over. “I caught this when I was leaving your place early one morning.”

I take the phone, staring down at the screen and the video playing. More video evidence that my dad is a piece of shit. Zeke walks up to my father’s study—they left the door ajar just enough to peek in. And he’s fucking the Barrett bitch on his desk. He’s not only cheating on my mom, but he threatens her life to benefit himself and manipulate me? Nah.

Tossing the phone to Dana, I step back and run my hand over my face as I blow out a rough breath. “Motherfucker is going to pay.”

“I had my suspicions. Why didn’t you show this to us sooner?” Dana asks Zeke, and this catches my attention. We probably both should have mentioned it before now, but with so much going on at once, who could blame us for letting it slip through the cracks?

He looks guilty, rubbing the back of his neck again. “At first, I was going to hide it until I needed it because—” he pauses to look at me. “Let’s be honest, dude, we were going head-to-head for a minute. But by the time we realized we were on the same team, I had forgotten about it. Honest.”

Billie moves to him and wraps her arms around his waist, hugging his chest. “I believe you.”

And fuck, I do, too.

“What do we do?” I ask Dana instead, not wanting to make a mountain out of a molehill when we have bigger fish to fry. Lying, manipulating piece of shit with the surname Veradin. I’ve never been more disappointed to carry this name than I am right now.

She looks back at the footage and takes a deep breath. “We have to get in there. Infiltrate the disease. He’s the leader of the Reaper chapter now, so we need to see what information he’s receiving from the inside—who’s going to be with Billie.”

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