Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
I’m stunned.
I don’t know what to say.
“No, I don’t know him.”
“Have you even given him a chance?” he asks. “Or are you just fighting everything to be stubborn? Because if there is one of us who would make a great husband and be loyal, it’s Joey. So either get your shit together or… I’ll kill you. It’s that simple.” When he pulls the door open to go back inside, Sailor is standing there. She offers me a small wave and reaches for her husband.
“Hey, Adora, we’re gonna head home. You look beautiful.” I wave at her.
Keir turns back to look at me. “You understand what I said?” he asks, and I’m nodding before I can get myself to speak. “Yes.”
He nods once, and they walk off.
I wait a few minutes before I go inside. And when I do, Becca is standing there, Troy next to her. He seems uneasy.
“You came,” I say, surprised, a flicker of happiness shining through me. But it’s quickly wiped away as Keir looks back before they disappear around the corner, and I know without him saying anything, it’s a warning. He may be known as heartless, but he clearly wants good things for his brother.
“I wasn’t sure if I should. I couldn’t watch the ceremony.” She pulls her hands in tight to herself. I look to Troy to see him side-eyeing me.
“I have to find him. I have to find a way to make this work.”
“I think you should,” Troy agrees, and Becca stares down at the floor. I step up closer to her and pull her arm free from her chest. Gripping it, I give it a squeeze.
“I do wish I met you at a different time, different place…” I smile. It’s soft and sad. “But, Becca, you are amazing. Someone is going to love every piece of you. You will get to have every part of someone soon. It’s just not going to be me. I have to give pieces to him, even if I don’t want to. I have to try at least. You get it, right?”
“I’m not going to lie and say I do because I don’t. This whole world…” she waves her hands around, “… is so out of the realm I live in.”
“I grew up in it, tried to escape it once, and it brought me right back. And I think no matter what, that’s what it’s going to do until the day I die.” She nods, tears pooling in her pretty eyes, before silently walking away. I go to follow her, but Troy reaches for my arm, stopping me.
“Don’t chase her, Adora. She isn’t the one you just married.”
Don’t I know that.
The ‘Nice’ Brother
* * *
It seems the bride has an eye for the ladies and not just her husband.
Do you think this new marriage will work?
Or will it end in destruction?
FIFTEEN
JOEY
There’s no way I planned to come here. It’s just kind of where I ended up.
I’m wearing a red wristband, and Jake is sitting next to me, counting money.
“Didn’t think I’d see you in here,” he says and looks around before going back to his wad of hundred-dollar bills. He is the only one without a wristband on—everyone knows who he is.
“I got married.”
Jake stops counting, and surprise flashes in his eyes as he looks at me.
“Shit, congrats. When?”
I glance at my watch. “A few hours ago.”
“Fuck, why are you here, then?”
“Because it seems my wife is a cunt.” I smile nicely.
“Aren’t they all?” He chuckles. “Remind me to never get married.” His hand lifts, and he pushes his long hair back out of his face.
A girl approaches him and leans on the counter—she’s dressed in red lace lingerie and she’s beautiful. “I want to go home,” she whines, and Jake laughs at her.
“You say that every time you work and never go,” he replies.
“I want to live a rich-girl life, Jakey. Can’t you be my sugar daddy and support my obnoxious habits?”
“And what habits are those?” he asks, playing into whatever game it is they have.
“Oh, you know… designer bags, designer heels, never cooking again, having a maid and a chef. You name it, I want it.”
“Petra, you have all those things. I pay you very well, so you can afford them.”
She flicks her hair over her shoulder and turns to me. “I could make you a happy man tonight.”
This isn’t your average sex club. This is one where when you enter, you wear wristbands to show your willingness. Some people come alone, but some come with their significant other. Or, you have the few like Petra, who are paid to walk around and, if need be, provide those desires of other people. She has been working with Jake for as long as we’ve been coming here, but we usually don’t speak. She is working or I come in here to blow off steam.