Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 164263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 821(@200wpm)___ 657(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 821(@200wpm)___ 657(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
“She’s being very vocal and says she’s not leaving until she speaks to you, sir.”
Theo crunches on a piece of ice, unimpressed. “Go deal with your problem.”
“Yeah, yeah.” I drain my glass, this is the last fucking thing I feel like.
I follow Jerome through the party and out to the front gates. Isadora is standing to the side with her arms folded.
“What the hell are you doing?” she spits when she sees me come around the corner.
I pull her to the side and out of earshot. “What the fuck are you doing is the question,” I whisper angrily.
“I’m trying to get into a party that I would have always been invited to…. And now for some unknown reason…I am not.”
“Don’t play games with me, Isadora,” I sneer. “You made your bed, now fucking lie in it.”
“No,” she fires back. “You made the bed, Edward. Remember?” She raises her voice in the hope someone hears us. “There were three of us in it.”
I grab her elbow and bring her to me as I drag her farther into the garden. “Shut. The. Fuck. Up.”
“Why am I not invited tonight?”
“Because you are threatening Hermione and I won’t stand for it.”
“So you’re just going to erase me from society?” she gasps.
“You asked for this, not me. I have no problem with you. However, I do have a problem with you threatening Hermione.”
“If I tell everyone about you and her.” She smiles sarcastically.
“Then you are dead.” I look her fair and square in the eye and step forward so that we are only millimeters away. “What do you think King Volter is going to do to you if he finds out what you’ve done?”
“He’s going to kill you,” she fires back.
“After he kills you.”
“He wouldn’t touch me,” she spits.
“Are you sure about that?” I fire back. “It’s one thing to betray a girlfriend, but I did not betray her. I engaged in some extracurricular activities with her and her friend. But you…. You’ve threatened to sell sex scandal stories about the Crown Princess of Switzerland to the media….”
Her face falls as she stares at me. “Did you tell him?”
“Be very careful, Isadora,” I whisper. “Or he will find out.”
“Let me in.”
“Go. To. Hell.”
“Is Hermione inside?” she replies. “Is that why I can’t come in?”
Yes.
“I don’t know, I haven’t seen her,” I lie. Hermione was the first person I saw when I walked through the door with Alora.
“So let me get this straight,” she fires back. “You get to break Hermione’s heart and use me for all your deviant kinks and then you get to walk away scot-free with a new shiny girlfriend that we all know you are going to dump as soon as this blows over.”
My eyes flicker red.
“Hey, this has nothing to do with me and my life. I’m doing my job and protecting my ex-girlfriend, Hermione, from you. If you hadn’t been threatening her, trying to blackmail her and ruin her life, you could have come to any party you wanted to.”
“Fuck you.”
“Get. Out,” I sneer.
“You’re going to pay for this.” She steps onto her back foot. “I’m going to make sure of it.”
“Don’t play with matches, Isadora, and then cry when I arrive with the fucking kerosene.”
“Is that a threat?”
“That’s a promise.”
“Everything alright here?” Theodore approaches us in the darkened corner of the garden.
“Edward isn’t letting me into your party,” Isadora replies.
“I think it’s for the best, Isadora,” Theo replies. “Not tonight.”
“You’re siding with him?”
“Always.”
“You make me fucking sick too. The Kingsmen. You think you’re so untouchable.” She looks him up and down in disgust. “You let me into this party or I’m going to bring you down too, you and the pathetic Sinclair Montague.”
“Please.” Theo rolls his eyes. “You’ve got nothing on us.”
“Oh really?” She crosses her arms for effect. “What happened in St. Barth last year, Prince Theodore?” She smiles. “I have video footage to prove it…I’m sure Daddy the King is going to be so proud of his gangbanging son.”
His eyes hold hers. “Liar.”
She smiles darkly.
He steps forward. “I’d be careful who you threaten, Isadora.”
This fucking woman….
“I’d hate for you to have an accident.”
“If I go missing, my instructions are that all of my evidence goes straight to the press. Do you think I’m that stupid?” She lifts her chin as if happy with herself. “So am I coming into the party?”
“No. You’re not,” Theodore replies. “And you’ve just made damn well sure that you never come to one again.” He holds two fingers up as his eyes hold hers. “Nobody threatens me and gets away with it.”
Three guards walk over. “Escort Miss Auclair from the premises and see that she never enters a social engagement of mine again.”
“Yes, sir.”
“You son of a fucking bitch,” she whispers as they grab her elbows.
Theo and I turn and begin to walk into the house.