Total pages in book: 331
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
“I’m not going near Ashtyn, but honestly, Charlotte has mentioned it a few times.” He grabs the pack of cigarettes and removes one. “She was sent a video of us fucking Ashtyn at the House of Lords.”
“I’m confused. Someone sent a video of us fucking Ashtyn to Charlotte?” I want to ask which time, but it doesn’t matter. We had sex with her on multiple occasions. One isn’t any more important than the other.
One time being when we went for a ride and ended up taking a break and fucking her on a picnic table. It makes me think that’s why Ashtyn wanted us all to go for a bike ride the other day. Is she trying to bring back old times? Thinking history will repeat itself? It’ll never happen.
He nods. “Yep. Charlotte got pissed about it. For good reason.” He clenches his jaw. “If I saw a video of someone fucking my wife, I’d kill the bastard. Wouldn’t matter if it was before she met me or not.” I hand him my Zippo, and he lights the cigarette. “Then Charlotte heard Ashtyn and me having a conversation…”
He trails off and it has me curious. I’m a nosy bitch. “What kind of conversation?”
He blows out the smoke. “She told me she loved me.”
My eyes widen. “In front of Charlotte?”
“Yeah.” He takes another pull of the cigarette. “It’s my fault. I had told Ashtyn that I loved her the night we were both taken. Right before the car wreck. It wasn’t supposed to mean anything. I just wanted her to know that I was there for her. But when she said it back, it just felt…odd, ya know?” I nod and he continues. “The timing of her confession. Charlotte and I were already married, and I knew that Charlotte didn’t like that Ashtyn and I have a past, so I’ve tried to put as much space between us as possible. Which is hard while we’re living under the same roof. Every time I turn around, Ashtyn seems to be there.”
“That’s why you’ve distanced yourself from Ashtyn.” I knew there was a reason and Charlotte was why. I just didn’t know what had happened between them.
“You’ve noticed, huh?” He chuckles.
“Of course I have.”
He takes another drag from his cigarette. “It’s for the best. She has Saint. She doesn’t need me. My wife does.”
If Saint were to die, then Haidyn would take over for him—he’s Ashtyn’s guardian—but that doesn’t mean physically. And we’re going to pretend that day will never come. I can’t imagine losing another brother.
“I haven’t said anything to Charlotte yet, but I’m thinking about moving out.”
“From Carnage?” I ask, confused.
He nods. “We need our own place, and the babies will be here before we know it. My wife deserves to have a life outside of this hellhole, and I want to give her one.”
I understand what he means. That’s why I’m choosing to stay at Eve’s tonight. So we can have some privacy, just me and her in a place that isn’t here. “Where are you going to go?”
“I found some property. Enough for all of us. I was actually going to talk to you and Saint about it—”
The sound of the elevator dinging interrupts him, and then a second later, we hear Saint. “Okay.” He claps his hands, returning to the basement. “Where were we?”
My phone starts vibrating in my pocket, and I pull it out to see My Life light up the screen. “One sec,” I tell them and answer. “Hello, angel. Miss me already?”
“I’m bored.”
I smile at her choice of words. “Bored?” I give the guys my back. “What do you want me to do about that?”
“Play with me.” Her breathing picks up at her answer.
“Head to my house,” I command. “I’ll call you back in a minute.”
“What? Kash—”
I hang up and turn to face the guys while I walk backward toward the elevator. “I have to go. I’ll be back tomorrow.” I wave to them as they call out my name. My girl wants me to play with her. I’m not going to ignore her. She comes first. Before anything. Plus, the prisoners we have aren’t going anywhere.
I can only imagine how much courage it took for her to make that call. She waited until she was in the car. Otherwise, she would have asked me in the elevator. She’s coming out of her shell for me. Wanting to be used more.
She’s getting comfortable with me, and I love that. Eve still gets down on herself afterward, but that’s okay. We’ll work on it together. I’ll continue to remind her that it’s okay to enjoy being my toy.
EVERETT
I back into his driveway across from my house when my cell rings. I remain sitting in my car while I answer. “Why am I at your house?” I look at mine through my windshield.