Chapter 19 : My Favorite Lover

Dante's POV "Impossible," Ryder snarls. We trade a glance, shaking our heads as we look over a large amount of scotch in front of us. The Lamont Lounge had died down in attendance, but the only important missing person from the club just went upstairs with our arch-nemesis. I want to bow my head in defeat, but that's too f*cking easy. Way too easy, that the only honorable thing to do would be to go to his room, six-hundred-twelve, and to rip my little sex kitten off of his lap, off of her knees, or wherever that asshole has her right now in that room of his. Ryder gives the same, impressionably irritated look. "She wouldn't," I breathe. "It's unlike her nature to betray." "She's not betraying us, though. Is she? She said she wanted nothing to do with us, brother." Ryder buries his scotch into his stomach and doesn't even flinch at the taste. "F*ck. But what if you're right?" Looking around this dwindling crowd, there are certainly several willing participants to help us m