Chapter 10

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     "Your boys look pretty pissed right now," Braedon whispered in my ear.

     I rolled my eyes, refiling my cup with more vodka than sprite and downing that too. "They're not my boys, and why should I care if they're pissed off?" I slurred a little, already feeling the alcohol in my system.

     "Because if you're serious about this deal with them, then you better play nice," Braedon said, downing his own drink and leaving me with a wink.

     I pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one up right here in the middle of the kitchen. I made sure to flick some ash onto the countertop, leaving Lisa a nice present to clean up tomorrow.

     I made my way over to where the guys were standing, downing some more of my drink to get through this conversation.

     "Well, it looks like you feel better," Maddox said, teeth clenched and shoulders noticeably tense.

     "Never felt better," I smiled, taking a hit on my cigarette.

     "Hey! No smoking in the house!" Lisa's high pitched voice broke through my tipsy thoughts. I turned around to look at her, she was wearing some preppy skirt and button-up as if we were in a porno.

     "Oops, sorry," I said, taking another drag and flicking ash on the floor.

     She scrunched up her nose in disgust before looking behind me at the guys. "It's fine. Have a good time," She said, forcing each word through clenched teeth.

     I raised an eyebrow in surprise before turning back around to face the guys. "What's your deal, Mad dog? You always act like you have a stick up your ass."

     He sent a glare my way. "What's my problem? We leave you at home a few hours ago, freaking the fuck out, only to find you here with some guy wrapped around you."

     I scoffed, hiking my thumb in Braedon's direction. "He's my friend, it's not like that. I called him because I was feeling like shit and just wanted to get out. Is that such a fucking crime?" I asked, the alcohol making me angrier than I probably should be.

     "Of course not, Maddox is just reminding you of the deal," Roman said, trying to help the situation, but unfortunately, it just makes it worse.

     "Oh, yes. How could I forget the deal? As if you guys aren't practically glued to my hip as it is," I said sarcastically, stubbing out my cigarette harshly on the wall.

     "Come on, Ultraviolet. Don't be like that," Ace said, giving me puppy dog eyes.

     I turned my head away. "Just leave me alone for tonight. Do whatever the fuck you want," I said over the increasingly loud music before I headed back over towards the drinks.

     I stayed over by the drinks table, getting more drunk by the minute. I watch as Ace and River leave the party, waving to me on the way out, while Roman and Maddox stayed behind, watching my every move.

     I'm currently dancing by myself, feeling the beat of the music before something catches my attention. Roman and Maddox are arguing before Lisa comes up to them, silencing whatever they were talking about prior.

     Maddox wraps his arm around Lisa, instantly making her a blushing mess. I don't know why but I have this urge to go throat punch her for even being that close to my guys. My guys? What the fuck?

     My blood boils seeing Maddox then steer Lisa towards the stairs, making eye contact with me along the way. I mask my emotions as they walk out of eyesight. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I glance over at Roman while he glares at the place Maddox was just standing.

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