I shot a look in her direction. Her shoulders sank forward. “Fine.” She looked over her shoulder where the guys were making their way back toward us.
When Koby was close enough, he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his side. My body tensed slightly and I glanced at Jatavia. While I didn’t mind hanging out with him and having a good time, it made me inwardly cringe when he got too touchy. I was paranoid and didn’t want him in any danger.
“You got plans after this?” he asked, leaning down to speak directly into my ear.
Discreetly I pulled away from him and flashed him a small smile. “I actually can’t tonight. Sorry.”
Disappointment covered his face. “I’m starting to take this personal.” He laughed and licked his lips.
“Don’t. I just have prior commitments.”
I glanced at my friend. She leaned against the wall behind her with her arms wrapped around his brother. The two seemed lost in their own world.
Koby moved his hand over his head and brought his cup to his mouth, slowly nodding and watching me over the rim.
“A’right. It’s all good.” He scanned the club. “Guess I’ll get with you another time then.”
Stoically, I nodded.
Koby leaned down and I held my breath, preparing to move, but instead of kissing my lips he kissed my cheek. “You be safe, sweetheart.”
Pushing out a deep breath, I nodded again.
It sucked that things had come to this because before Kairus Koby would have been my type. It made me wonder if I was ruined for any guy going forward.
A yawn left my mouth as I started coming out of my sleep. My eyes fluttered and I went to sit up, but my arms wouldn’t move. Snatching my eyes open, I struggled against the restraints and attempted to sit up.
“What the fuck!” I shouted and tried to move my legs but they too were tied down.
“Nice of you to join us,” Kairus’s voice sounded, sending a chill through my body. Nothing about it sounded friendly. It was low and emotionless.
“Kairus,” I breathed, eyes shooting around the room once they were fully open. He soon came into view, hovering over the bed with empty eyes. I inhaled deep while my heart slammed against my ribcage. My skin prickled and the hairs on the back of my neck rose.
“Kairus,” I tried again as my stomach flipped. I didn’t know what was going on or why he had tied me to the bed. From how he watched me, it was clear he was unhappy about something.
“You’ve been a naughty girl, Beauty, and you know what happens to naughty girls, right?”
I contracted and released my fists at my sides as I stared down at Azeira tied to the bed. Seeing her helpless in a panic sent a delicious rush through my body. Every atom inside of me was standing at attention and the excitement inside me increased the longer I watched her.
She must have thought her behavior the night before was acceptable and that I had no knowledge of it, but she was about to learn how wrong she was. Knowing she went to a club and allowed some guy to touch her sent fury through my veins. It was worse seeing that the two looked familiar with one another. I thought I had made myself clear that no other man was to touch her, but obviously she needed a refresher.
Azeira stared up at me with frightened, confused eyes. She attempted to pull against the ropes that confined her arms and legs to the head and footboards. I reached down and snatched the sheets off her body. I had stripped her down to nothing before I tied her up. She didn’t even budge. My eyes raked down her body. Her chest rose and fell slowly. Her breathing was shaky.
“Kairus please,” she begged.
One corner of my mouth rose at her pleas. It made my stomach twist with a dark desire, fed the beast inside me, clawing to come out. Reaching into my back pocket, I pulled my knife out and flicked it, displaying the blade. Azeira’s eyes nearly popped out of her head.
I lowered the knife and ran it up her leg. She trembled under the blade.
“I had so much faith in you, Beauty, you know that right?” I finally said. The blade rested on the top of her mound and I tapped it a couple times, waiting for her to answer.
“Wh-wh-what are you talking about?” she stammered.
“When I agreed to your friend bringing you home, I thought you would know not to try anything funny, but I was wrong. You failed.” I dragged the flat part of the blade across her clit, making her whimper.
Her brows scrunched. “Failed? What are you talking about?”
My eyes cut into slits. “The test! You failed the test!” My voice boomed and I lifted the knife. “Not only did you go to a club, but you allowed another man to touch and kiss on you…again.”
