six
Cressida
Theaudacityofthisfucking man.
How dare he speak to me so hotly and just . . . walk away.
Dane scurried off after Konstantin humiliated him in front of everyone who was standing around watching my fiancé wield his power.
It pissed me off as much as it turned me on, and that makes me even angrier.
“You’re going to let him get away with that?” Sunniva asks from my side.
Luce rushed over when Konstantin started his dick measuring contest, alert and ready to defend me if she thought I was truly in harm’s way. Konstantin wouldn’t hurt me. Something deep in my soul assures me of that. I’m probably the safe as I could ever be when he’s around.
“You should be careful of him,” Lucette warns. “It’s not a wise idea to rile up the Bogeyman. People fear him for a reason.”
I shrug. “I’ll be careful, but I won’t be disrespected, Luce. Plus, he’d be stupid to harm me for various reasons.”
“Well, then. What are you going to do now?” Sunniva asks mischievously.
“You’re trouble,” Lucette admonishes her.
“I’m chaos, babe. Get it right,” Sunniva replies with a wink.
Lucette rolls her eyes before she runs them around the club again. Always scanning for a threat. “Chaos isn’t always a good thing, Sun.”
“Maybe not, Luce, but it’s sure in the hell fun,” I reply before marching in the direction Konstantin and his guard moved to.
There’s another man stationed at the foot of the stairs to the VIP area, and the skull tattoo on his hand tells me that he’s one of Kon’s men.
His arms are folded along his chest, his feet shoulder-width apart, and he stares at me with a fierce scowl. “This is a private area.” He runs his eyes over my short black leather skirt and corset top, his lip curling in distaste. “The boss does not require your kind.”
My lips twitch in amusement, and I lift my left hand to my mouth. I run my middle finger over my blood red painted lips.
Sunni snickers at my side when the soldier’s eyes catch on my ring. “Oh, someone doesn’t recognize the boss’s wifey, it seems.”
The soldier’s face loses color, and terror flashes in his eyes for only a second before he touches his earpiece. “Boss, there is a woman here who is claiming to be your wife.” Whatever Kon says has him straightening his spine and swallowing tightly. “Yes, Boss.”
He doesn’t say anything else, moving his eyes away from me, and unclips the velvet rope going across the stairs. Instead of making him feel worse, I hold my head high as I march past him. Except when I don’t feel Lucette at my side, I turn to find he’s blocked her from following.
“What’s the meaning of this?” I ask sharply. “She’s with me.”
“The boss said only you and your friend.”
Lucette’s hand is quick to grab the knife she had strapped to her thigh and flashes it at him. With a sigh, I move closer so that she can hear me. “It’s okay, Luce.”
Her sharp glare moves to me. “I go where you go.”
“I know, but this is Kon’s call. This is his place.”
Of course, I didn’t realize that until I spotted the skull emblem on the bartender’s shirt as we passed.
Lucette doesn’t stand down, so I step back through the rope and place my hand on her arm, lowering it to her side. “I’m safe with Konstantin, Luce. No one will get to me as long as I’m with him.”
“You know that for sure?”
The truth settles into my soul. “Yes. Physically, I’m as safe with him as I can be.”
