He was gorgeous. Her first thought was running her tongue along those abs, but she was not falling for any more of his tricks.
"For fucks sake," Luke muttered. "Don't tell me that you didn't even know her name."
Axel didn't answer, instead moving across the room to take a sausage from Luke's plate.
"Don't eat that," Luke warned. "That one's mine."
"You snooze, you lose." Axel's teeth sank into the meat, grease running down his chin.
Deepa's eyes were glued to the movement, her throat going dry.
She was definitely sick.
"You have a visitor, Axel," Luke said. “Your favorite person in the whole wide world."
Axel immediately dropped his food and went to the window, letting out a curse. He stormed back to his room and emerged fully dressed moments later, disappearing out the front door.
Deepa got to her feet and followed afterwards.
"I wouldn't," Luke called out, but she ignored him.
An expensive car was parked outside, spotless windshield glaring in the morning sun.
Standing in front of it was a stunning young woman with long blond hair and blue eyes, dressed in a tight gray dress and stilettos, her gaze fixated on Axel.
"What the fuck are you doing here, Nastya?" Axel snapped.
"Nice to see you too, Axel." The woman smiled, flashing pearly white teeth.
Deepa felt a stab of jealousy, her gut twisting as she gazed over the woman's perfect make up and immaculate nails.
"Cut the crap," Axel hissed.
"You've been summoned," said Nastya. "It's time for you to stop playing around with Luke and come back to the main house."
"And if I say no?"
Nastya shrugged. "Then they'll come here and drag you back themselves." Her gaze flicked to Deepa, roaming over her unbrushed hair and stained skirt. "Who's that?"
Axel clenched his fist. "Just Luke's latest fuck."
Deepa flinched, trying not to let the pain show.
"Oh, so he fucks women now?" Nastya laughed.
"He's experimenting," Axel snapped. “You’d know all about that, wouldn’t you?” He ripped open the passenger door and slipped inside the car. "Let's just go."
"Don't you want your things?"
"I'll get them later," Axel grumbled without even looking at Deepa.
Nastya shot Deepa one last glance, her lips twisted into a smirk, before getting behind the wheel and driving off.
Deepa stared after them, a lump forming in her throat.
She wouldn't cry, not now.
"Well, that was interesting," Luke muttered, coming to stand next to Deepa, placing a cup of tea in her hand.
