Page 63 of Killian's Vengeance

“Hi, Will!”

Fucking Vanessa.

Willa whirled around. “Vanessa! I’m so glad you’re here.” Willa pulled her in for a tight hug. “You look amazing! Doesn’t she look amazing, Killian?”

Vanessa was a very pretty girl. She’d have no problem picking someone up with her long, dark brown hair and wide, blue-violet, eyes. Her skin was pale, making her almost look like a doll, but her full mouth almost pushed her closer to the blow-up variety. Her body was being well-displayed in a crimson, velvet corset top with straps over her shoulders and a short, tight black skirt.

Yeah, I’d have plenty of time to fuck Willa with her friend wearing that outfit.

“She looks great,” I said dutifully.

Willa graced me with a bright smile, making me want to drag her away to my room downstairs. Would I ever tire of this girl? I’d just fucked her before coming here and I was already desperate to have her again. I didn’t think this need for her would ever diminish. Some days, I found myself astonished how my life had changed. I always thought relationships were a trap, a shackle, a hassle, a headache. Drama and bitching and demands.

But Willa wasn’t like that. She was sweet and funny and fun to be with. She was smart and creative, filling our space with hundreds of pictures. No moment of our lives went undocumented by her camera. I converted an extra bedroom in my apartment into a studio space with a dark room. I still smile when I remember how she thanked me for that. She was also fucking sexy and adventurous, allowing me to do any number of unspeakable things to her body for my pleasure, and hers.

Willa whirled back around to Vanessa. “See?” Vanessa shot me a grateful smile. Did she really not think she was attractive? Had her ex brainwashed her that much?

“Well, if it isn’t Will and Kill,” Cullen’s voice came from behind us, using the stupid nicknames he always called us.

Ever since he explained his guilt about Mac, he had made peace with Willa. At first, they only had an uneasy truce, with her being jumpy and anxious when he was around. I could tell that he felt like shit that he’d scared her so much at the beginning, so he made a real effort to befriend her.

Of course, Willa being about the nicest person alive, couldn’t hold a grudge for shit. It was a good fucking thing, too, because his efforts to win her over had been starting to bug the shit out of me. Now they were like brother and sister.

“Hey, Cullen, this is my friend, Vanessa.”

Vanessa stared at Cullen, her mouth nearly dropping open. I could see why she was staring. He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of tight, faded jeans. Cullen’s broad, muscled chest was a tapestry of tattoos and, quite frankly, bullet and knife wounds. Women went fucking crazy for him. I didn’t mind Vanessa staring, but Willa’s appreciative gaze was starting to grate.

He shot Vanessa a charming grin. “Hey, Vanessa. Nice to meet you.”

“Where the fuck is your shirt?” I asked.

“Jealous, bro?” I rolled my eyes. “Ophelia needed help moving bottles of liquor and one of them opened and spilled on me. I couldn’t stay in a wet shirt.”

“Whatever.” I put my hand over Willa’s eyes to block her view, but she just laughed and pulled my hand away.

Logan hired a female manager, Ophelia Buck. Ophelia was super weird, into all that hippy, new age shit. But she was a hell of a manager and had an MBA from Booth School of Business at the University of Chicago. They argued a lot but seemed to respect each other. I gave it about a month before Logan fucked her. Or at least tried.

Logan was still pissed about what happened with Martin, even though, with Willa’s help, he got his money back. I still remember the incredulous look on the face of the young family who lived in Willa’s old house when we told them we needed to dig in the backyard for Martin’s journal. They may have given more pushback if Logan’s glowering presence hadn't been there.

Martin was now sitting in prison on numerous charges ranging from murder to embezzlement. Cara had gotten a reduced sentence for testifying against Martin. She had a rich daddy to bail her out. After everything got sorted, we found out that Martin had been keeping tabs on our investigation through Logan and Cara. After Martin told Lily we were staking out her apartment, it was just a matter of her luring Willa there and getting her to stay long enough for one of our guys to contact me and Cullen. We were infuriated that our grief had made us so careless, but as I looked down at my beautiful Willa, how could I stay angry?

“Cullen, it’s Vanessa’s first time here. Why don’t you show her around?”

Cullen’s eyes brightened with predatory heat. Oh, he wanted to fuck Willa’s friend. Vanessa’s face held a look that was a cross between excitement and terror. “My pleasure. Vanessa?”

He held out a hand to her and she nervously took it.

“Go on, he won’t bite,” Willa innocently encouraged.

“Well, actually…” Cullen started.

Vanessa gave a little chuckle and allowed him to escort her to the other areas of the club.

“You know he’s going to hit on her, right?”

Willa gave a mischievous little smile that had my dick straining to get at her. “Of course. She’s super hot and he’s a dog. I figured she might like a little no strings attached fun. I know Cullen doesn’t want a relationship and Vanessa has sworn them off for at least six months.”

I shook my head at her meddling. “I hope you know what you’re doing.”

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