“You’re up?”
I faced him. He sounded disappointed.
He’d be a nice-looking man if he didn’t look like he wanted to strangle me all the time.
“Where’s Sergio?”
Every time he came in here, I asked about Sergio and every time he got angry. Like now. However more than anger blanketed his face then it hit me. This man hated me. The question was why.
“He’s busy.”
“I don’t care if he’s busy. I need to talk to him now.”
Now I was scared. Something was wrong with Kai, and I didn’t want to know what. I just needed to be away from him.
He chuckled then sat in the chair he always used when he came in here. “And you can’t tell me what to do, Princess.”
“What the hell is your deal, Kai?” I asked, my anger rising. “I’ve done nothing to you for you to treat me like you have. You’ve been this way since high school. We’re adults now. You should be far past this stage of bullying. It’s time to grow the fuck up!”
He stood slowly, like someone waking up from the dead. My body screamed at me to run, but I was still too banged up to move. The bathroom was the only option, and I would never make it before he reached me.
“I want you to leave.”
I backed away from him until my back hit the cold glass of the window.
His eyes locked onto mine, but they weren’t looking at me. They looked through me like rage had clouded his vision. “You fucked up everything.”
His voice was low and sharp.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I whispered, my heart hammering inside my chest.
He laughed, but there was no humor in it all. “Of course you don’t, Princess.” The nickname I hated always dripped with contempt. Even more so now. “You played him like a goddamn fiddle. Sergio used to see me. Trust me. But then you came along with your soft voice and pretty ass. Willing to fuck him so you could keep his attention.”
I blinked, stunned. Sergio? His hate for me was all about, Sergio? I never interfered with their relationship because I knew how much Kai meant to Sergio. No matter how bad he treated me, or how scared he made me feel, I never got between their friendship.
“You think he loves you?” Kai’s voice cracked as more rage bloomed inside him, and fear inside me. “You’re nothing to him.”
He was close now. Too close. And terror rushed through me.
“I just need to make you disappear,” he said like he was talking more to himself than me.
His hand shot out so fast, wrapping around my throat like a vice. I clawed at his wrist, my instincts kicking in, but his grip only tightened.
“You took him away from me before,” he hissed. “And I won’t let you do it again.”
Chapter Fifteen
Sergio
My eyes narrow on the two as soon as I walk into the living room of the penthouse suite in Vegas. She looks rattled and Kai looks pissed, which isn’t out of the norm for him. I don’t know what’s crawled up his ass this time, but he won’t ruin my day. It’s my fucking twenty-first birthday. I want to spend it with my girl and my friends.
My father wasn’t happy about this trip, but I need a break, and I want to party. Vegas had been Kai’s suggestion. He wanted to have a weekend together without Seraphina but there was no fucking way I was leaving her at home. Not on my birthday.
“What did I miss?” I ask, sipping on my whiskey, never taking my eyes off Kai.
I don’t like the way I caught him glaring at her.
When I reach Seraphina, I peck her lips then hand her a glass of red wine. “Nothing.”
