Valor

Chapter 31

I knew there was always the possibility that there would be some blowback from Brands death, but I was expecting a full on witch hunt, I mean the man might be into some nefarious acts, but nothing that has warranted this level of bullshit.

I've spent the past few days hiding out in my apartment hoping it all blows over. I'm not sure why I'm hiding; call it paranoia.

The thing that really ticks me off is that Maverick has his brothers on house arrest considering of the obvious suspicion people have about them being the ones to carry out Brands murder. It makes sense, I mean Maverick did have a hit out on him from Brands, so it's only logical that people think he's responsible.

If only they knew he actually was.

Maverick insists on keeping all of the Valors on the DL and out of the spotlight.

"They can get to me through you. We're a family."

That's what he said when we regrouped at their house that night. I wanted to roll my eyes because obviously he meant Kai, Dame, and Onyx. I was not included.

Like, ok, I just helped you take down your biggest threat right now, and you have the audacity to look at everyone but me?

Dame squeezed my hand in reassurance and I almost thought I saw a flicker of a 'sorry' in Onyx's eyes before it was gone.

After he left the kitchen that day, he didn't say a word to me. If I wasn't a participants, I wouldn't have thought that his cock was knee deep inside me.

Kai made a comment about it that night as I laid down in between them for bed, which earned a slap to the back of his head from both me and Dame.

He pouted like he did something wrong, but even he knew I was sensitive to the topic of Maverick and Onyx even if I had a slip up.

And slipped right onto Onyx's dick.

I would be mad at myself but the fucking was too good to be upset. It's a little annoying that I got a taste, and won't again forever or at least a very long time.

I don't know why that fuck affected me more than my time with Kai and Dame, but it didn't take a genius to connect the dots.

I liked Mav watching, sitting a couple feet away from us. I like riling him up; it's too easy, and if he's going to be a little bitch, he might as well suffer the punishments.

Kai: Tried sneaking out but the dictator caught me :/ Miss your sweet ass pussy babygirl. Dreaming of the next time I can get a taste.

Kai's text sends an electric jolt down my spine and damnit if I don't hate Maverick more for basically cockblocking us. I mean it's been what? Three days? Let my damn men out!

It's about eleven at night now, and of course Casey is off at some friend's house probably smoking weed and eating pizza.

Note to self: lay down some ground rules with that girl.

I flop back into my bed, petting Manson as he lays his head on my lap.

"I guess it's just us tonight bub." I say to him.

He doesn't make any indication that he even heard me, but what else is new. This dog only gets riled up when Casey is around. I'm just the spare one. It's not like I buy him food and take him on walks.

I scoff. I must be going insane if I really am arguing with myself about the fucking dog.

The faint music I have playing drowns out a little of the roar of the city from outside, making my room almost feel like my own little purgatory.