Page 200 of Boys Who Crave


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Vengeance.

When I turn around again, he speaks up. “But I—”

I glance at him over my shoulder, and it makes him hesitate.

Always so goddamn terrified of consequences.

Whatever he has to say can’t be that scary, right?

“If I’m going to die anyway, might as well do everything I always wanted to do. Otherwise, what’s the point in living?” I say, grinning.

A slow but genuine smile forms on his face. “Don’t stop until you have your revenge.”

I wink. “I don’t intend to.”

Xavier

When she’s gone,I keep slamming my head into the concrete wall of the Tartarus House.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Fucking. Asshole!

“Why couldn’t you just fucking say it? Fucking say the words! And now it’s too late, goddammit!”

“Too late for what?”

Orion casually leans against the same wall I’m bashing my face in, and the mere fact that he’s interrupting my self-flagellation pisses me off to no end.

“Nothing,” I grumble as I step back.

“Is Xavier Caruso enjoying some well-earnedfeelings?” He raises his brows.

“If you don’t shut the fuck up right now, I will ram something else with my forehead,” I growl, making a fist.

“I’m not your enemy, remember?” he muses, and he throws his arm over my shoulder to pull me close. “Relax, we’re all lovers here.”

I roll my eyes. “Lovers …”

“Which you don’t want to be, because you want her all to yourself,” he says. “But you also know that’s not ever going to happen. She’s not the kind of woman to be bound by one man.”

“Make it stop,” I groan, rubbing my own face.

“Tell you what, why don’t you and I go entertain our lovely new guest until she returns?” He tries to whisk me back inside. “I’m sure he’s got plenty of stories to tell.”

I pull his arm off me and step aside. “No thanks. I don’t want to talk to the fucker who tried to kill her.”

“Oh, c’mon, he wasn’t trying to actually kill her. They were merely having a disagreement.”

“He shanked her,” I grit.

“That’s their love language,” he says, chuckling. “Let’s go have a drink. Lightens the mood.”

I shake my head, turn around, and march off. “I have other things on my mind.”

“Xavier,” Orion calls, but I ignore him. “Don’t be so dramatic. That’s my job. C’mon, have a little fun.”

There’s no time for fun when the love of my life is about to set fire to her freedom just to get back at whoever wronged her.

And I’m done being scared.