Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 104141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
He was holding Hiroko in the only way he had left.
My throat closed.
"He's been sleeping all day," Tsukiko whispered.
“I must admit that I’ve been a shitty master.”
"Do not worry about that. You have no training. Besides, we lost him during the orgy last night.”
“Oh no.” I looked at her. “What happened?”
“He slipped out somewhere in the middle of everything. We didn't realize he was gone until very late."
"Where did he go?"
"We think he came straight here." She nodded toward him. "When we found him this morning, he was in this cage with that boot, and he had on a fresh bodysuit. The one he'd been wearing must have become muddy. We couldn’t find it, but we think he crawled back to Hiroko's villa through the gardens. Got dirty. Found a clean suit in her things. Changed himself. Then climbed into the cage with her boot and went to sleep."
I exhaled. “I should have done better—”
“You don’t know how to be a master.”
“I just wanted to do right by Hiroko, but Kenji wasn’t having it last night.”
“We should have considered the fact that the Dragon would not share. Hiroko sure would have.” She sighed. “You will need to find a new master. Unfortunately, he will need someone new. We've been introduced to him as Hiroko's servants. He would never see us any other way. He’d been Hiroko’s slave for too long.”
Before I could speak, laughter came from the back of the villa.
I looked that way. “What’s going on?”
“Oh, come on. We’re having a little celebration with Zo and your friends.” She headed off.
“My friends?”
She nodded. “Deja and Nika.”
Oh shit.
I smirked at Deja’s name.
Time for some gossip.
I gave my slave one more look—his lashes dark against his cheek, the heel pressed under his jaw, the cage door not even locked—and turned away.
We went through a room.
More laughter hit me first as we approached the porch. Then the smell of weed, thick, sweet, and unapologetic in the afternoon air.
Oh, we really are celebrating.
Nika was sprawled on a lounge chair, wearing a Run-D.M.C. t-shirt and jeans. She had her bare feet up on a cushion and was holding a joint in her right hand.
Deja sat a few feet away from her dressed in all white and holding her own joint.
I actually blinked at the sight.
The color and outfit seemed so different on her. She wore an expensive white blouse, with these designer white slacks that fit her like they'd been measured to her hip.
Even her nails were white.
She oozed this quiet wealth like her family had several estates and owned banks for centuries.
But the crazier part. . .Deja was blushing so hard her whole face was brownish-pink.
Oh. My. God. What has Rin done to my friend?!
Just when I was about to ask, I turned to see Zo completely passed out. His long body was draped across a chair. He had on a polo shirt and slacks. A blue blanket had been placed over him.
I smirked. “Did you all get him so high that he fell asleep?”
Deja snickered.
Nika shook her head. “Girl, you don’t want to know why he is knocked out.”
“I don’t?”
“No. I would just say this.” Nika took a puff of her joint and blew smoke out. “Don’t touch Deja.”
“Don’t touch Deja?”
“Yep. Don’t hug her. Don’t touch her hand. Shit. I wouldn’t even sit too close to her.”
“Why not?”
Nika pointed at Zo. “Or you’ll go night-night.”
Hiroko’s other assistant, Ayame, laughed in the corner. Tsukiko chuckled and sat next to her.
Meanwhile, Deja frowned. “Girl, let’s not make this a big thing.”
Nika shrugged. “I’m just warning her.”
I held out my hands. “What the fuck am I missing?”
“Dude put some shit on Deja’s skin so if someone touches her, they’ll go to sleep.” Nika shook her head and took another hit of the joint. “Motherfucker coo-coo for coco puffs.”
“What?!” I stepped back. “There’s poison on your skin?”
“Rin is just being a bit possessive.” Deja rolled her eyes. “I told you I’m his first bad bitch.”
“Okay. So hold up.” I grabbed a chair and scooted it by Nika to make sure I didn’t get too close to Deja. “You let him put something on your skin that could knock people out?”
“Girl, you need to mind your business.” Deja waved me away.
“And is Zo going to be okay?” I looked at him.
A loud snore left him.
“The doctor checked him out. He’s fine and will wake up in an hour.” Deja pulled out her lighter and lit the tip of her joint even though it didn’t need to be lit.
I stared at her.
She looked at me and snapped. “What?”
“You know what I want to know.”
“Girl, what do you want to know?”
“Everything!” I held out my hands. “Every-mother-fucking-thing. Don’t leave nothing out. Shit start from the beginning and tell it slowly.”
“I am not saying anything.”
Nika rolled her eyes. “Girl, she won’t even tell me and I’m her cousin. She’s just been over there blushing in all-white with poison on her skin. I don’t even recognize her.”