Trevor's POV
We arrived at our mansion a few minutes later finding a few of Marcus's associates in the living room with the house full of other people in black suits, I could tell they were body guards.
His eyes lit up when he saw me , something I had never seen in my life but it was laced with venom rather than pride. This was not going to end well but I had nothing more to lose,I just wished I had stood my ground and entered the business sooner leaving Katherine alive.
"Trevor!" My father called out to me seeming puzzled.
" You're not actually feeling remorse for that lowlife you just killed are you?" He attempted a joke.
I huffed then walked ahead to greet his friends or partners, whatever they were to him and I introduced my committee.
" Where is Bancy son?"
Oh . Shit ! I had totally forgotten about that psychopath.
" We had a misunderstanding but we'll resolve it soon as she sees a therapist for her awful manners." I said confidently watching my father's face twist.
I knew her family had a huge contribution to whatever business Marcus had with the quadrant and they were partners, honestly I didn't care, I didn't see reason to care.
Marcus had organized a party where we will be introduced as the back up committee until Marcus either stepped down or died , most probably because of this line of business, died.
" See you tonight then." Cian said with a nod as her and Ambrose left and the others followed.
My shirt went off my head as I entered my bedroom as I craved for a shower to loosen me up.
" Woah!" Nessa shrieked from my bed covering her eyes.
What the hell was she doing here?
I stood at the doorway unfazed waiting for her to collect herself.
" Can you put something on!"
" I'm not naked." I shrugged.
She slowly removed her hands from her face trying hard not to look at my torso but failing.
"Is that real?" She asked gaping.
" What exactly?" I grinned. She was so innocent and fragile compared to Katherine.
" Your chest , those lines.." her voice faded as her eyes moved lower widening as she got to where she really wanted to look at, I was impressed by how shocked and clueless she looked.
" My eyes are up here puppy." I chuckled getting her full attention her eyes moving to meet mine.
" I'm not a puppy! I'm a full grown dog!" She stomped her foot.
"So you're a bitch?" I raised my brow.
" I don't mean... Aaaaah forget it! That's not my point." She went and sat on the bed again.
" I wanna come to your party."
I had leaned on the table that had my mirror and I was staring at her sprawled on my bed. My thoughts went to my plans of taking Katherine right there on my bed, how she would scream, her nails digging into my back.
"Trevor!"
" You're not part of the council so it's not a place for you." I scratched the back of my head anxious about how she even found out about the mafia or something. Katherine had kept her out of it and had put it on my hands to keep doing that. Not that I was doing a good job with that anyway.
" But Katy said by basis that you like her and she can kick your ass she should be covering your back and since she's not here physically I should make an appearance for her and at least get to know her work schedule and....."
" Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hold up." I cut her off making her turn to me in full concentration.
" When exactly did Taurus feed you in on all this?"
" You guys even have pet names! Aaaaaaaaawwwww."she shrieked.
" Nessa.."
"Yeah right. Last night." She shrugged and lay back on the bed.
" Wait what?!"
" Yeah , she called from Santa Cruz, that's where your father sent her isn't it?" She concluded cheerfully.
Was she in denial?
" Can I have the number she contacted you with?"
" It dissapeared." She shrugged.
" Dissapeared?"
" Yes , yes, like immediately after she called then she said that she'd look for me if I need anything cause she'd just know and that she'd be home soon. But the matter at hand is that I'm coming to the party,ball whatever and I need suggestions on what to wear." She sat up looking at me.
" Wear red, it looks good on you." I shrugged unsure. I wasn't the typical fashion type of guy.
She glared at me knowing that I had just said that to get her to stop talking. She huffed as she stood up and walked to my closet.
" What do you think you're doing?" I raised my brow at her knowing she wouldn't see me as her back was to my face.
" If you wont help me I'll just wear one of your sweat pants and a t-shirt..no biggie."
" Don't you..!" I tried saying but she was already ramaging through my closet.
I hated a mess of my things let alone someone going through them.
" Stop! I'll order a dress for you and have it delivered by 6:30 pm , is that good?"
"Great! " She stood up." I'll show myself to the door you can have your shower now." She smiled as she left my room.
Could she really be alive?
I sighed as my pants joined my shirt on the floor then I was paralysed. I wanted to see her, why didn't she reach out to me, especially now that I was becoming the head I would protect her.
I ordered Nessa's dress then I entered the shower letting the sting of the hot shower calm my muscles. Nessa had no idea what her words had done to me. Just like that my senses left me. I couldn't even tell if I was still breathing.
I couldn't recognize the person looking back at me in my reflection but I had started getting used to seeing the monster I was slowly becoming.
The party had already started downstairs and I was waiting for my grand entrance. Marcus liked appearances a lot.
I couldn't hear the muffled sounds of my father's speech but I understood his introduction about me.
It was all lies but I had no hand over that matter, I waited for my cue then I walked to the staircase taking my time coming down it. I could already hear the sounds of the people in the room becoming lower as they took in my appearance.
Then Nessa appeared at the door way not aware she was making an entrance herself in that dress and how she looked.
Everyone's attention turned to her and I saw Marcus glare at her as he bowled his fists.
What had I done?!
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