Page 56 of Tangled Lies
This game was confusing because I didn’t know the rules going into it. I didn’t know how to use them against each other, not when the idea of them together was far more satisfying.
I couldn’t turn away from Ronan, but it didn’t make me any less aware of the men around me. In fact, the way he seemed to see everything around us and the way he watched each of them made it impossible to forget we weren’t alone.
Why did something in my mind tell me I was about to make a bad decision and I was losing the battle on caring?
The car stopped and the click of the door being opened broke the strange silence that had been the last few minutes.
“Come with me, pretty girl.”
Jett’s hands wrapped around me and pulled against Ronan’s grip. My feet struggled to find their balance, but Jett was so sure in his strength that getting out of the car was less of a concern.
My plan was blurred. The line between desiring and plotting with emotions twisted.
“Ready to play, Margaux?” Jett held my hand, guiding me down the brick path to the back of the house.
“I said I was, didn’t I?”
I was an expert at pretending and this was no different. I could lock down the things that were real to create a false reality I could survive. Something seemed to be cracking though, and it was almost like a new reality I wanted was easier to see. I’d never seen a future for myself before.
What would it be like to be protected and loved?
What would it be like to have four people looking out for me, caring for me? Even more though, what would it be like to have four people to care for? Would they want that from me?
I couldn’t think more because between the world in my head and the reality in front of me, I missed the uneven stone. My heels were already precarious enough that it didn’t take much for me to roll my ankle.
A scream caught in my throat. Jett’s hand tugged against mine, and instead of taking him down with me, he caught me and spun me into his body.
“Pretty girl, I already know you fell for me. No reason to hurt yourself over it.”
It took me a moment to catch onto his words, and as mature as I didn’t want to fucking be, I stuck my tongue out at him.
“Careful there, Margaux, or some of us might take that as an invitation.”
I pushed at him, unable to ignore how solid his muscles were. They all were solid. Solid, sturdy, reliable in a murder your enemy kind of way.
“What do you guys do all day? Just work out? Who has muscles like this?”
Knox was the one to answer.
“Angel, when you have nothing but anger and violence to fuel you, you rage fight. Or maybe we rage fuck?”
His eyes followed me. I couldn’t not look at him in astonishment, even as he walked by and until he turned away he kept that strange gaze on me.
“Promise or threat?” I asked.
There was no answer.
Alright, so plan A was to figure out which one of them was more than capable to be by my side.
Plan B was to figure out how to use their strength to avenge my parents.
Plan C was to get back my inheritance and figure out if I could disappear or not.
Plan D was to rewrite plans A through C as needed.
I finally got myself on my own two feet, no thanks to Jett’s hands. Too bad I didn’t want to leave those hands.
The night flashed before my eyes.
