Page 54 of Sin

She scoffed. “Everything about you.”

“Then you must not be paying very close attention,” I growled, tugging on her arm until she was standing directly in front of me. I leaned down until our noses were less than an inch apart. Risky? Yes. But she was spirited in a way that made me forget myself. “You became mine the second Lilith forced you into my custody.” I turned her around and gave her bottom a slap. “Go.”

Her shoulders stiffened momentarily before she stepped forward, heading for the elevator. There was no way I could be trapped in a steel box with her for any length of time right now. I’d give in and show her who was in charge, then when the doors opened, have to explain to the boys why I had her corpse in my arms.

“Stairs. Right there,” I said, gesturing to the staircase on the right.

Her brows lifted at the demand, but shockingly, she didn’t fight me. “You first,” she said with a wide sweep of her arm. “I wouldn’t want to accidentally stop short and have you run into me or something.”

It was a special kind of torture, having her behind me, her gaze pinning my back with every step as we descended into the main floor. The murmur of masculine voices and music that sounded more like cats in heat than the kind of melodies I preferred grew louder with every passing moment.

“Someone is having a party,” Merri said as she took up her place at my side in the hall.

“It would seem Sin found his record collection.”

She glanced up at my tall frame with an arched brow. “Did you hide it from him?”

“I did.”

“That wasn’t very nice.”

“As a rule, neither am I.”

“Was that supposed to be a surprise or something? You’re certainly not telling me anything I haven’t already figured out,Grim.” Then, lowering her voice as if sharing a secret, she added, “The name sort of gives it away, you know.”

“It’s Grimsby,” I corrected on principle.

The music continued, Jimi Hendrix wailing on guitar as I heard Sin call out, “Fuck yeah, man. That’s the reason he’s immortal right there. Do you hear that?”

I snorted. Immortal? I’d been there when he died. No human was immortal. I was proof positive.

“Oh, I’m sorry,Grimsby. Would you like me to stand on ceremony every time I see you, my lord Grumpypants? I can start practicing my curtsy now.”

“You do that,” I muttered, trying my best to ignore her as I stalked into the salon. It took every ounce of control I had not to let my face showcase the disgust I’d felt at what Sin had reduced the once pristine and peaceful room to. The bar cart had been moved, my expensive collection of liquor pilfered and absolutely wasted on his rubbish bin of a palate.

“What do you wankers think you’re doing?” I shouted, rousing Sin from his blissed-out stupor, where he lay sprawled on the floor amongst piles of vinyl records.

Chaos was sat on the sofa, arms spread across the back, but the moment my booming voice rattled the walls, he flinched. Therecord stopped playing with an ugly scratching sound a second before glass shattered upstairs.

Sin stumbled to the record player, face stricken. “Come on, man, that’s vintage. You fucking scratched it.”

I leveled an accusing glare at Chaos. “I thought you had a handle on your flares. That’s why you’ve been leaving us in the first place.”

“That wasn’t me,” Chaos said, expression tense as his focus lifted to the ceiling, as though he could somehow see beyond it. He launched to his feet, muscles tensed and eyes wide as he homed in on whatever it was he sensed. A low snarl built in his chest and he shot his gaze to Merri. “Get behind me.”

True to her brat nature, the succubus crossed her arms under her ample chest, then lifted her chin defiantly. “I’m really fucking sick of you guys thinking you can boss me around. You could try asking once in a while. I’m not just some spineless plaything for you to contr?—”

Malice skidded into the room, eyes flashing with lavender fire, laptop open in his hands. “There’s been a breach.”

Chapter

Fifteen

CHAOS

Fury boiled close to the surface as Malice’s words hit me, the promise of violence singing in my blood. This was what I was made for.

“Where?” I snarled, not allowing Merri another inch for her bratty behavior. I grabbed her by the elbow and forced her behind the shield of my body.

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