AlyssaI sit in the backseat beside Zuri, who's babbling happily and calling for her "Nee-koo" between bites of her teether. The familiar streets towards my childhood home are quiet, almost too peaceful for the boulder forming in my gut. King's driving, and Niko's riding shotgun, unusually quiet. Th
KingAlyssa laughs loudly at her brother's words, and I have to fight the twitch at the corners of my lips. "Is this seriously your version of an apology, Gray? I told you I didn't want to see you until you said sorry for the things you said, but instead, you made them bring me here so you can still
Actually, towards the end, their mom was wild as hell. She would've told her to go for it, and do whatever the fuck she wanted to do. But it's not my place to jump in.Besides, my girl can defend herself.Alyssa's eyes are blazing as she glares back at her brother. "I think mom would want me to be h
AlyssaThe ride home is tense. I know for a fact that if Christine hadn't walked into the room, all hell would've broken loose right there—with Zuri and me stuck in the middle of it.It was clear as fucking day that Gray didn't like that they stood up for me. It didn't sit well with him that they we
Mason I slide the magazine into my gun, watching King pull up beside me on his bike. A second later, Falcon and Elliot arrive, popping open the trunk. The spy is bound with rope, blood seeping from a nasty cut on his forehead. The Iron Serpents have been quiet for a while, but now they're sendi
I arch a brow. "You mean, like the 'closer eye' Gray wants to keep on her?" King's jaw tightens. "That's different. He wants to control her." "And you don't?" It's a bold question, especially given King's mood. I just want him to hear how hypocritical he sounds right now. Someone needs to tell
Alyssa I'm half-asleep, my head resting on Niko's chest, as the end credits of The Lion King roll. We've been watching our way though Disney movies, and surprisingly, Niko doesn't complain. His hand strokes my hair, sweet and tender, just like the entire evening has been. When Mufasa died, I bawle
"Good girl," Niko murmurs, his eyes snapping up to meet mine, a soft assurance in his gaze before he picks up the pace again. "Fuck, you taste so sweet, baby." He licks a slow line up my slit. "Did your husband ever tell you how good you taste?" The question catches me off guard, and I freeze. Wha
I brought this heat down on us.Fuck. King's gonna kill me.I drag their bodies into the bathroom, wipe down every surface I touch, and shut the door behind me. Then, I glance both ways down the hall. No doors opening. No screaming. The silencer didn't echo loud enough to stir anyone up. But my tho
WarAfter two straight hours of trying to block out the circus act happening next door—moans, groans, skin slapping, and Niko's ridiculous fucking whimpering—I'm ready to put a bullet through my own head. I guess the whole fuck-fest is them "making up" after Alyssa gave them the silent treatment al
We obey.Mason's fingers slide inside her, curling just right, while mine find her clit, circling fast and tight. She whimpers. Then moans. Then screams—loud, guttural, breaking apart in our hands.I glance at the wall, wondering if War's listening.I mean, there's no fucking way he can't hear this.
"Shit," I breathe. "If you're down, I'm down."He straddles me carefully, adjusting with slow movements like he's afraid he'll hurt me. It's kind of nice. But ridiculous, considering how badly I want him to ruin me.His balls drag across my face and fuck, I can't stop myself—my tongue flicks out.
NikolaiMy jaw's clenched so tight I swear I might actually crack a molar.Alyssa's riding Mason like she's got something to prove—like every bounce is laced in vengeance. Her eyes burn with a cold fire, the kind of ruthless command she only pulls out when she's been pushed too far.And God, it's be
He's not off the fucking hook either. I glance back at Niko. He's panting, eyes glassy with lust, still kneeling on the bed like a good little sinner waiting to be pardoned. "Niko," I say, my voice sharper now. Commanding. "Bend over."His brows lift in a flash of surprise. And then... he obeys.
AlyssaBefore Niko can get his hands on me, I start backing away, my heart pounding with defiance."Niko, I'm serious," I snap, heat rising to my face. "Get away from me. I'm still mad at all of you."He doesn't stop.He doesn't even slow down.He stalks forward, eyes locked on mine. His tongue drag
She turns and runs back inside.The door slams shut."Zuri!" I lunge forward, pounding my fists on the wood. "Zuri, please. Open the door. Let me in!"I reach for the doorknob—but it's gone."Zuri!"I scream until my voice grows hoarse. My hands ache. My chest splinters. Then the world starts to gl
AlyssaSunlight spills through the windshield—thick, golden, warm. The kind of light that only exists in old photographs. I glance around, my heart thudding against my ribs like it's trying to warn me.I don't recognize this neighborhood.But somehow, I know exactly where we're going. King's hand c