Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
“Hi, Aria.” MJ stepped forward to give me a quick hug in greeting. “I’m so glad you agreed to take the, umm, package.” As she spoke, Helios’ arm went around her waist in a hold that was both protective and possessive. Their love story was epic, something that had every girl in uni shedding tears whenever it was brought up in conversation.
The President’s face wasn’t as hard now, as if he was only able to relax when he had MJ in the safety of his arms. I instinctively straightened when his leonine gaze rested on me, feeling like a rookie soldier under scrutiny. I was almost, almost tempted to salute.
His lips suddenly twitched, as if he knew exactly what I was thinking about.
“Bobby,” the President murmured, “told me lots of things about you. Soldier.”
Drat. He did know what I was thinking. Evil redheaded queen. When would she stop haunting me?
MJ was frowning at her husband in exasperation. “Helios, stop trying to intimidate her.” She was such a tiny thing, but the way she confronted the President so fearlessly was terribly cool.
The President frowned back. “I was not trying to intimidate her.” His gaze moved to me, and his voice was silky as he said, “You tell her. Was I trying to intimidate you?”
I shook my head firmly. No, sir.
This time, the President smiled. “I can see why Kellion’s so attracted to you.”
My amusement faded. I had thought Helios Andreadis was an incredibly smart man, but I guess even men like him made mistakes.
MJ said hastily, “Anyway, let’s go get the package.” She took my hand and dragged me further into the hallway, the heels of our shoes leaving tiny clicking sounds on the marbled floor.
We stopped in front of the door closest to the balcony. “Here we are.” She opened the door for me, and I automatically stepped in.
The door slammed shut on my face, and my whole world was plunged in darkness. What was happening?
Outside, I heard the key turning and I felt myself paling. Did...did MJ just lock me inside a room?
A few seconds later, my phone beeped.
MJ: I’m sorry, but Bobby and I thought this was the only way for you two to clear things up. Both of you are just too proud and stubborn.
Me: Open the door!
MJ: Just give him a chance.
I banged my fist against the door hard. Repeatedly. Before I could bang on it the sixth time, someone groaned behind me. “Who the fuck is that?”
I whirled around.
In the darkness, someone groaned.
Chapter Seven
Dear Ashton,
In vino veritas. But don’t you Google what that means! I mean it!
Love, Your Big Sis
I MOVED BACK AND GROPED for the light switch on the wall. The first one had incandescent corner lights coming to life, illuminating the room with an intimate golden glow.
The lights had me blinking for a bit, but then my vision cleared and I realized I was in a bedroom.
Kellion Argyros’ bedroom.
The room was decorated in bold colors, with splashes of green amidst a black and white background. Unlike his beast, his bedroom was exactly how I pictured it would be.
His bed was huge, bigger than anything I had ever seen. He was lying on the center of it, the covers bunched around his waist and one arm slung over his face. While I had seen him without a shirt countless times in photos, this was the first time I had seen his naked chest in person. All that naked skin, all those lean, hard muscles, and God, those tats. I knew from photos that he was inked, but seeing them up close placed them in a whole new sexy light, one that had me gulping several times. I hated that he affected me so much, but even so, I couldn’t help it, the same way I couldn’t stop my pulse from racing.
Slowly, my feet started to move.
Before I could even think of what I was doing, what I was risking, I had crossed the room and found myself standing right next to the bed, looking down on him.
He looked different when he was asleep. Angelic. When other students talked about the officers of the Afxisi, it was the club’s Secretary, Yuri Athanas, they always described as angelic. Never Kellion because he was the wickedest, the most promiscuous of them all.
But when he was sleeping—-
It didn’t seem like it at all.
Before I could stop myself, I was already talking.
“Were you just playing with me?”
It hurt to speak, and it wasn’t just because my vocal chords felt raw from disuse. The pain came from deep within, too, the parts of me that I had protected for so long but Kellion Argyros was able to reach so easily.
Kellion’s eyes slowly opened.
I gasped, and I gasped again when his arm shot out to hold me. In a second I had tumbled down against him. I tried to struggle even as I felt his arm wrap around my waist, imprisoning me to his body. His other hand went up, fingers digging into my hair. His grip tightened, and then he was making me look at him—-