Page 78 of Retaliation
My eyes widened. “Damn. Guess I need to get moving then.” I looked around. “Where’s all the new stuff?”
Levi winked. “In your room.”
What? I frowned. “My room?”
Levi jumped off the bed and pulled away the tray of food. I plucked the mimosa glass before he could steal it.
“Yeah. Even though I don’t plan on letting you sleep alone, ever again, Andras thought you might want your own space here.”
I tugged on my fluffy robe, literally having no idea what to say. “That’s…really nice.”
Levi clasped his hand in mine and brought it to his lips. “Nah. We’re not nice guys, diabla. Doesn’t mean we won’t treat you like a queen, though.”
I smiled because despite their scary faces and tendencies to stab first and ask questions later, it was incredibly nice. “Lead the way, Fire Prince.”
Levi arched an eyebrow. “Fire Prince?”
I shrugged with a laugh. “You’re an Obscuritas Prince. And you’re a firefighter. It just works.”
He laughed, tugging me close and kissing me softly, his touch scorching my skin. “As long as I get to be your Fire Prince forever, call me whatever you want.”
Levi led me through the house, down the hall to a small set of stairs. I stopped short. I’d never noticed these stairs, the door was always shut.
“I didn’t realize there was a fourth floor here.”
Levi’s hand slid down my back, guiding me up the stairs. The circular stairs opened up to a bright, open bedroom, even bigger than the master suite Andras claimed. Windows dominated the room, and beautiful iron sconces adorned the emerald-green walls with warm light. A massive Alaskan King bed was cornered to my right. A beautiful canopy of dark-gray, sheer fabric surrounded the bed. There were floor-to-ceiling shelves half full of books, and I eagerly skimmed the collection. Levi opened two separate doors on the wall without windows. One led into a beautiful marble ensuite and the other into a massive walk-in closet stocked with dozens of shirts, pants, fancy as hell dresses, and designer shoes.
“Holy fuck,” I gasped, perusing the beautiful clothes. “Seriously. Did you have this all setup for another girl you planned to take prisoner? Because there’s no way you could do all this in the few hours I slept.”
Levi laughed. “Andras is very persuasive. And very rich.”
I smirked, stepping back into the bedroom to find Andras leaning against the doorframe. He looked absolutely stunning in an ash-gray suit and dark-green tie. His face remained emotionless even as his eyes raked across my body with a hunger that made me shudder.
“What do you think, belle femme?”
I walked toward him, completely unafraid of this deadly monster the rest of the world feared. I wrapped my arms around his neck, his own automatically reaching around my waist.
I kissed him, savoring the taste of his lush lips against mine. “I love it.”
His lips twitched with a hint of a smile. “Good. I’ve picked out a dress for you. And we would like you to sing tonight, siren.”
I grinned. “Oh yeah? Do I get to pick the songs?”
Andras smirked, and the tiny smile made my insides melt. “I assumed you would. Even if I tried to choose, I know you wouldn’t listen.”
I patted his cheek. “Yes, that is true.”
Andras pinched my ass, and I yelped. “That doesn’t mean I won’t punish you for it later, sweetheart.”
“We’ll see.” I spun out of his arms and dropped my robe to the floor. I felt Levi and Andras watching me like hungry lions. I pulled the silk nightgown over my head and dropped it to the floor as well, walking to the bathroom. “I need some girl time now, boys. Keep the mimosas coming, though.”
Levi laughed as I winked and slipped into the bathroom to prepare. I stepped into the massive shower. Multiple shower heads surrounded me on all sides and heated floors warmed my bare feet; it was actual heaven. The water was instantly hot, and I leaned back onto the bench, breathing in deeply. My body still ached from being tied to the pool table, but I felt rested and buzzing with energy now.
I was curious about this party. And more than a little weary. If Laszlo Blackbyrn was hunting me, wasn’t throwing a party a bit of a risk? Andras wasn’t the type to do things on a whim, or without some kind of seven-layered plan. No, this was more than a party. It was a show of force. Andras was taking a stand. My mind whirled with the implications. If Laszlo found out who I was—officially—would he hurt my father, my sister? Or maybe he already knew? I needed to convince Andras to let Tibby work her magic and find out what was happening behind closed doors.
I spent the next hour and a half perfecting my hair and makeup. I was surprised when none of my new roomies bothered me, but it was also nice to have some alone time. I wondered which one of them guessed that I needed it. Andras was ridiculously nosy, so it could be him. But Ty was surprisingly perceptive. And Dev kept his distance for some time before finally showing me his own place. Even Levi took his alone time at the firehouse. Is this what grownups do in relationships?
A quiet knock on the bedroom door jarred me from my thoughts, and I slipped on my fluffy robe before exiting the bathroom.
