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“Really?” he says smugly, walking towards me. “Well ditto, Raze, the executioner, 000 of fucking

heartless Tripp, that’s exactly how I know you are capable too.” I run the towel across my neck to

wipe the sweat off. Miles laughs smugly as he bounces backwards towards the door. “As you can

see…” His arms stretch wide. “That girl is the only girl that has brought to the surface not one, but

two coldhearted dead men. Now,” he adds with a deep smirk, tilting his head over his shoulder to

check to see if the door was open, “who’s going to get her first?”

I launch off the bench just as he laughs like a high-pitched hyena and bolts out the door. My phone starts ringing in my pocket. “Fuck.” I pull it out and slide it unlocked. “What?” “I’ve come to a decision,” Beast mumbles down the other line.

“Yeah?” I take a seat back on the bench. “Continue.”

“We need to meet somewhere.”

“Here.”

Beast laughs. “Yeah, no. Not now. Not now that I know who you are. Public setting. There’s a bar

across town, on the outskirts. Meet there at, say, twelve?”

“Done. Send me the details.” I hang up and make my way out of the gym. I can deal with Miles

later, and as much as I know Millie has a little thing for him and he her, they’re both full of shit. Miles

is stuck between boyfriend one and girlfriend one all while still having sex with girls on the side. He

doesn’t need or want Millie in that way. I’ve yet to tell Miles that he’s in love with Blake, or why

else would he not sleep with another male except for him? It doesn’t make sense, him drowning

himself in pussy. He’s doing it to avoid cock. Blake’s cock.

Pushing open my bedroom door, I find Cassia sprawled out on my bed. I stiffen. “Get the fuck out.” “Oh, what? We didn’t even get to start yesterday before we were so rudely interrupted.” “Enough went on, now get the fuck out. You know the fucking rules.”

“Raze,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “You didn’t even put your dick in me. Please.” She pouts. I laugh, looking to the side before looking back at her. “I’m going to give you three seconds to get

the fuck out of this room or I’ll kill you my fucking self.”

Her face sets. “You wouldn’t.” Rising, she approaches me. “My dad won’t like that.” My hand flies up to her throat. “Your dad?” I say, tilting my head and studying her face while my

fingers clench onto her throat roughly until I feel her neck constricting under my pressure. “He needs

me more than I need him, so I wouldn’t be so cocky. He would let me kill you in a heartbeat if it

meant he gets protection.” Tossing her body to the side, I point to the stairs. “Get the fuck out.” She quickly gets to her feet and runs out of my room.

Grunting out in frustration, I sit on my bed with my hands on my face. I’m feeling like I need to go

another round with Miles, but I know I’d probably beat his fucking ass for real just for saying all of

that shit about Millie. Dropping down onto my back, I look up to my ceiling and run over his words. I

didn’t see any change with how I was when she was around. I let her in, yeah, a little. Did I do it

because I thought I owed her because of what we put her through in the dungeon? I don’t even know

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