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Chapter 20

Mason

The walk home is short and not very sweet. I begin to go over everything that has happened at Lucian’s. Could I really be her love slave or whatever it is called? How the fuck can I be close to her without being able to sleep with her? That part makes less sense than anything else.

And another thing, there is no way in hell that I could be her bitch. It’s not going to work. I’m so used to being in charge of everything that this would drive me insane to have to listen to her and not be able to actually do what I want.

It’s like telling me that the day is actually night and the night is actually day.

She’s out of her damn mind if she thinks that is going to happen. If I’m getting naked with her, I expect her to get naked with me as well so I can dive deep into her.

Maybe that is what she needs…some good dick. Maybe that will loosen her up a bit and make her life a little bit better.

“Yo! You got rent this month?” Andrew yells from his spot on the broken-down couch. Everything in the apartment is second hand or broken down and/ or about to fall apart. We both can’t afford to update it and that’s just the way it needs to be right now. Plus, we are men, it doesn’t even matter really.

I pull out the money that I have in my pocket and count out two thousand dollars of my hush money and throw it at Andrew. Not going to lie to you, it sure felt fucking great to hand off that money to him in order to get him to shut the fuck up about how he’s the one paying all of the bills.

“You still working for 3-1-3?”

I roll my eyes. “Dude, I’m not a gangbanger or some bull shit that you watch on your gang shows. I’m making some extra money.”

Andrew shakes his head. “I’m sure that’s what they all thought before going behind bars or ending up in caskets.”

“What the fuck is your problem?” I blurt. I’m pissed as fuck things with Lucian didn’t work out the way I wanted them to, now Andrew is going to give me bull shit? I feel the rage building and boiling in my blood.

Andrew stumbles off the couch and walks over to me with anger in his eyes. “Look, little bro. This is the type of shit I warned you about before you started up with McGrace. Once you get involved, you don’t get the fuck out of the crew. Do you understand that?”

Am I going to end up in prison or dead?

I have no idea.

I don’t think I want to know what’s going to happen to me. Whatever it is, I’m fucked. Lucian has me tied up in knots and I want her more and more with each passing second that I am in her presence.

I want to run back to her and tell her I’m sorry for being a little bitch. I want to tell her that I will do whatever she wants.

“What happened to you, man?” My brother croaks out with disappointment in his eyes.

“I needed the money. I got the money.”

He shakes his head. “Yeah, you got money with blood on it. Good luck, little bro. I don’t want that shit in this apartment.”

“Are you kicking me out?” I ask. If he’s kicking me out, I’m keeping that money I gave him. There’s no way in hell he’s going to do this to me.

“Not yet. Don’t bring that shit in here, though. 3-1-3 kills and ruins everything and everyone they touch.”

We look similar in the sense that we both have dark blond hair and light features. Andrew gets more girls because he has the bad boy thing going on that most girls will drop their panties for. I’m more reserved than that… in the sense that if I’m not drunk… I don’t want a quick fuck.

Which makes what is going on with Lucian even more challenging. Since this is something that I’m not really into.

Hell, aren’t I the one that is supposed to be encouraging this?

“Mason, did you rob a fuckin’ bank?” Andrew asks and counts out the money that is in a hundred-dollar bills.

I shrug and walk over to the kitchen. Once in there, I grab a beer out of the fridge and stalk off to my room. Dealing with my brother’s shit is something that I’m not interested in right now.

I want to think about what the fuck Lucian is talking about. I also want to criticize myself for acting like a complete little bitch right now. Fuck. I’m so mixed up.

Nut up!