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“You’re just like your mother!” Lucien sighs. “Soft-hearted and too damn nice.” He hits play again.
“So, Stacy, tell me about your family?’ Lucien asks her.
“I have a mother and father who are both crooked judges working for crime rather than against it,” Stacy tells Lucien. “And a gay brother that I have by the balls, as he knows my grandparents will cut him from the will if they find out, as they are old school.” She snorts. “I’ve been working on my grandparents for some time now, and I’m pretty sure they’ll cut him out anyway, which means I get everything.”
She hails the bartender. “Another round, please.” The man looks toward Lucien, who nods. She turns back to Lucien, leans in, and whispers. “I told everyone that Harry raped me when I was thirteen. He got beaten shitless by my father and sent away.”
“Jesus,” Lucien says. “You should be working for me. I need devious bitches like you in my organization.”
Her eyes widen in realization. “I knew you were an alpha male and dangerous.” She swivels her stool and slides closer. “Want to know a secret?”
“Sure!” Lucien says.
“My boyfriend is Bratva.” She whispers.
“Oh?” Lucien remarks. “And who would that be? I might know him.”
“Lev Belov.” She giggles. “We have big plans.” She turns an engagement ring on her finger. “We’re going to rule the underworld.” She leans forward, and I see her eyes are glazed.
“And how are you going to do that?” Lucien asks. “I thought Lev Belov was dead?”
“No.” Stacy shakes her head. “He’s not.” She puts a finger to her lips. “Shhh. You can’t tell anyone. Only me and his…” Her eyes widen. “Fuck I’ve said too much already.”
“Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me,” Lucien assures her. “Why is Lev pretending to be dead?”
“He’s pretending to be dead right now, so he can gather intel on one of their organization’s biggest enemies that stole his mother’s business and nearly crippled their trade.” Stacy downs the last of her drink. “Oh, no. I seem to be without a drink.”
“Bartender,” Lucien hails the same man who has been serving them. “Another round of drinks please.”
Stacy slides off her chair and positions herself between his legs, sliding her hands up Lucian’s muscular thighs clad in dark cotton pants until she’s unabashedly cupping his cock. Her eyes widen in surprise and darken with desire. “Wow. You’re huge.”
I hit pause as I don’t really want to see my best… or ex-best friend fiddling with my cousin’s dick. “I thought you were gay?” I look up at him.
“I like men and women.” Lucien shrugs. “I can’t resist a beautiful man or woman. Especially when one is inviting me to fuck her by rubbing my cock.” He winks at me. “And Stacy is one hell of a fuck.”
My head shoots toward Harry, who is sitting stony-faced and not saying a word.
“You fucked her?” My eyes widen.
“I was getting information from her.” Lucien looks at me unabashed by his actions. “She was coming onto me. I’m a man that likes to fuck just like any other man, and when a sexy woman starts rubbing my cock….”
“Jesus…” I hold up my hand to silence him. “I don’t want to know.”
“You asked,” Lucien points out.
I ignore him and move the conversation away from my cousin’s body parts. “So you knew Lev was alive and planning all this shit?” My eyes narrow. “But you didn’t warn Konstantin or my father?”
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed,” Lucien says. “But your brother doesn’t listen to anyone!” He raises his brows pointedly. “Kinda like you!”
“But still, you knew what their plan was!”
“Stacy didn’t know the whole plan,” Lucien admits. “All she knew was that Lev wanted her to ensure you and Andery met. He gave her specific instructions to ensure you and Andrey got into a compromising position no matter what she had to do.”
“She set me up to be with Andrey?” I whisper in disbelief although Stacy did admit that to me.
“I’m afraid so, little cousin.” Lucien’s eyes fill with compassion. “When you were younger, Stacy latched onto you, and you became her obsession. Then, when she met Lev, he did. People like Stacy are single-minded and will do whatever is necessary to get what they want or please the person that holds their affection.”
“I just became someone she could manipulate and discard?” I start to feel sick again.
