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"That would be hard," the first cop said, "seeing as Madison Kate Danvers was just murdered inside The Laughing Clown tonight."
Steele. What a stupid fucking name. It suited him.
"So... not going to be creating your own reverse harem out of your new living arrangements then?"
It wasn’t until I stood underneath an admittedly chilly stream of water that I even realized my father's gate code spelled KATE.
If I'd been a bigger person, I'd have taken pity on them and made everyone a flat white. What a shame I was petty as fuck.
“MK: one, shady fucker: nil,” Bree snickered under her breath as we left the cafeteria with our heads held high. “This is going to be so fun.”
"I take that statement back," he murmured. "Drunk Madison Kate is six million times more combative. Good to freaking know."
Adrenaline burned through my veins in the same way my hatred used to. These boys were turning out to be much, much more than I'd given them credit for, and I was craving the depths of their darkness like a drug. It was a shame they'd tried to screw me so hard a year ago because I might have just found my soulmates.
"Variety is the spice of life, Steele. Why choose?"
