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Chapter 25

Vincent Laurent

The brat had argued with me for about 40 minutes after I told her I wasn't going to sleep on the floor. I was the one who paid for it, why would I?

Sure, she was allowing me to stay in her house but I chose to jump over that fact as of right now.

She groaned in frustration. I was really pushing her. I could tell she was already very frustrated. I was enjoying every moment of this. I was waiting for her to pull out a gun on me just to realize she can't use it on me and get even more mad.

But to my disappointment, she didn't. She mumbled something about how she would rather sleep on the floor than next to me and took a pillow and set it on the floor. Fine by me.

I shrugged and plopped down on the soft mattress. I was sure to talk about how comfortable I was. She punched the side of the bed. I grinned in satisfaction.

About 20 minutes had passed since and I felt the bed dip beside me. The brat had finally come to her senses. She was in shorts and a tank top, sleeping on the floor. No shit, she would want the bed. The dumbass didn't even take the blanket.

"Did the floor not meet your standards?" I asked.

She smacked my arm lightly as she was tired and half asleep, "Shut up."

It was now 6 in the morning according to the clock hanging in the motel room.

I woke up with her face nuzzled in my neck and her completely on top of me. I could feel her lips barely touch my neck. I felt her breathing on my neck. It was even, meaning she was asleep. Disgusting.

One of my arms was under her shirt and holding her waist as the other was laying on her ass. I immediately removed my hand the second I realized. I took off my arm from her waist and pulled her shirt back down.

I thought of launching her off me, probably resulting in her getting hurt but I refrained as she would wake up and be herself. Which was annoying.

I slowly slide out from under her and replaced myself with a pillow. The blanket was now on the floor, covering none of us. The shorts she was wearing had ridden up, giving me a little view of her lace underwear.

I picked up the blanket and put it over her. She would probably get sick anyway and would be more annoying than usual.

The brat was so tired, she didn't notice there was a phone in the room, right on the nightstand. I called Lucas to come pick us up since Theo didn't pick up. Useless fuck. I also called Oriya's grandmother. When I agreed to let Sarah stay with her, I told Oriya I would only let it happen if I had her grandmother's number.

Ryder and Sarah were perfectly fine, baking cookies or some shit.

Someone knocked on the door. The only person who knew we were here was Theo but just in case I checked through the peephole. I already explained the situation over the phone when he had asked. I saw Theo's big ass head and opened the door.

"How did you even get here?" He said looking inside. His eyes landed on Oriya and filled with lust. I narrowed my eyes at him. I think the fuck not.

"Theo, I will feed you to pigs if you don't get your eyes off of her." I said.

He cleared his throat and looked away, "So, wake her up, let's go." He said.

"Get back in the car." I ordered. He nodded and walked away.

I didn't care if he wanted to fuck Oriya. I just didn't need him getting too involved with the enemy too. Lucas was already obviously in love with Kena. I could tell it was no longer just a friends with benefits thing. I don't care, it'll be him who's hurt in the end anyway.