Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 181613 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 908(@200wpm)___ 726(@250wpm)___ 605(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181613 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 908(@200wpm)___ 726(@250wpm)___ 605(@300wpm)
“Did you just come twice?”
“Couldn’t help myself. Your moans set me off.”
She giggles. “God, you’re perfect.”
If only she knew how truly imperfect I was.
“Says the literal walking heart attack,” I jest.
She laughs and slips past me to grab some towels, wrapping one around my waist too before draping herself in one. She grabs my hand to guide me out of the shower like she’s happy I’m here.
But all I can do is gaze at the small camera in the top corner of the bathroom.
The camera I installed, along with all the others in her room, when she thought I was fast asleep.
The video this one took of my licking session is now on my secured laptop far away from here.
And I can slowly feel the most nefarious smile spreading on my face at the thought of seeing Levi Torres’s face when he watches the girl he thinks is his get completely wasted from my tongue … after I send the file to him.
CHAPTER 27
Levi
“Put this on,” I say, handing out the masks to the people passing by.
Ivy approaches, and she narrows her eyes when she sees me. “Where’s Apollo? I thought he was organizing this party.”
“Inside. Does it matter?” I stuff the mask into her hand. “Did you bring your boyfriend?”
She smirks. “Which one?”
“Silas.”
“No. He refused to come. Said all Phantoms are trash and that they can suck his dick. But I’m not going to pass up on spending time with my friends.”
“Good choice,” Océane replies. “Boys don’t run our lives.”
“Max and Heath had other plans, so I’m here by myself.” Ivy shrugs.
“So why are we getting these? There’s no explanation,” Océane asks me.
I tilt my head. “Adds some mystery to the party.”
“Do you ever do parties without masks?” Ivy asks.
I shake my head.
Talon steals one from my hand and grabs his girlfriend’s hand, dragging her inside. “It’s a Phantom custom.” He winks. “Thanks, Levi.”
I grab another mask for the next person. But when Aspen appears behind Ivy, her hand locked into Grey’s, I nearly break the mask while it’s still in my hand.
“What’s he doing here?”
“He’s with me,” Aspen retorts, staunchly defending him.
“And what makes you think he’s welcome here?” I grit back.
A sudden hand on my shoulder pulls me from my rage. “Relax, Levi. I invited them.” Apollo steps out of the door. “Give them a break.”
“Really?” I growl at him.
“Really.” Aspen folds her arms. “And I don’t remember having to ask you anything.”
“Let’s stay civil, shall we?” Apollo muses, pulling a mask from the basket so he can hand it to Grey.
Traitor.
“These make it harder to find our friends,” Grey says, looking at it.
“Good,” I reply. “Put it on, or you’re not getting in.”
But all she does is stare at the mask as her face slowly turns white as snow.
Aspen
This is what my stalker wears.
This has to be a joke, right?
“This mask,” I murmur.
“What about it?” Apollo says, grinning.
I never thought of it before.
I grab the basket, snatching it from Levi so I can peer inside, but he pulls back and steps away. “It’s just some goddamn masks.”
“How many do you have of those?” I ask, incensed these are the masks they use at a Phantom party.
“Thousands,” Apollo responds.
My face contorts, and the mask in my hand nearly breaks in two.
There’s no mistaking it.
This is the mask.
The mask Ghost was wearing when he stalked into my life.
Which means this motherfucker is part of the Phantom Society, or he went to their parties.
“If you want to come in, put it on,” Levi warns.
I throw him a look, then glance at Apollo. I’m only here because he demanded I’d be here. If it were up to me, I’d turn around immediately and never come back. But if I do, Apollo will tell the world what we did in order to protect Grey.
And now I’m here, in the lion’s den, facing the man who could mean the end of it all.
Apollo doesn’t even flinch, doesn’t say a goddamn word, and I already know enough.
Sighing, I reluctantly put the mask on, feeling like I’m betraying myself.
If Apollo is going to make me do this, fine, but then I’m going to make it my mission to find that Ghost of mine and smoke him out.
Levi
I don’t care that she’s mad about the masks. I’m more interested in the fact that she thinks it’s safe to bring him along to this party.
“C’mon, let’s just go.” Aspen pulls Grey into the building, but the moment she passes me by, our eyes still connect in passing, like a fleeting moment of despair … or what-ifs.
I know she hates me.
Rightfully so.
But I still can’t help but wonder what could’ve happened if Mavis hadn’t—
“Don’t talk to him. Don’t go near him,” Apollo suddenly whispers into my ear. “Just stay away. It’s that easy.”
“Take your hand off my shoulder,” I growl. “Before I cut it off.”