Instead, he stared at Celeste. “You need to leave. Go back to your room.”
“You’re taking her side?” Celeste wept. “After she attacked me, Levy?”
“Don’t make me repeat myself,” Levin said in a soft voice that sounded uncharacteristic for him. “Go. We’ll talk later. I need to deal with this.”
She shot me a glare and wiped at the blood dribbling from her nose before storming out, leaving me and three kings behind.
“That was hot as fuck, B,” Vincent murmured in my ear, his cock hard against me. “God damn, girl. She didn’t even leave a mark on you.”
“Vin, let’s give them some time,” Dominic called out, backing away.
Vincent released me and went to the door with Dominic.
Dominic glanced at Levin, who was staring intently at me, his brows crinkled.
“Levin, call me if you need me,” Dominic said, pulling open the door and stepping out.
“B, don’t kill him,” Vincent added before closing the door and leaving me alone with Levin.
We stared one another down for a long, silent moment before he spoke.
“Glad to see you’re feeling better.”
“Fuck you, Levin,” I snapped.
“Fuck me?” He let out a soft laugh. “That’s rich coming from someone who had two dicks inside her last night.” He pointed to the hickey on my neck. “Nice, by the way. Vasiliev give that to you or Vin?”
“I don’t recall since both their mouths were on me,” I shot back.
He shook his head and went to his fridge to get a bottle of apple juice. I watched as he slowly drank it down, his stare locked on mine.
“Don’t you just love apple juice?” he asked, licking his lips. “I’d offer you some, but it seems I’m out.”
I ground my teeth at him. Apple juice was my favorite. “What’s your problem?”
“I don’t know what you’re referring to. I was in my room minding my own business when you burst in here and started beating on people. So maybe you should tell me what your problem is.” He raised his brows at me.
“You goddamn know what my problem is, Levin.”
“Do I?” He shrugged. “Afraid I don’t.”
“You were almost dead two weeks ago. You took a bullet for me! I stayed by your side while we were at the safe house. Then I hear you’re getting blow jobs in the backseat of Dominic’s car, and your girlfriend is trying to get my husband to fuck her with you?”
He scoffed. “Dom didn’t even entertain the idea for a moment, Bianca. He shut her down right away. No worries. Your husband is true to you.”
“He’s not the one I’m worried about.”
Levin slid his empty juice bottle onto the counter and leveled his gaze on me. “Then who are you worried about? Last I heard, you hated my fucking guts, and I wasn’t in the running to be your little bitch. Is that still true? You definitely didn’t reach out to me once you came back to Bolten.”
I swallowed and stared at him as he approached slowly, like a predator stalking prey. He stopped when his body was nearly touching mine.
He tilted my chin up to look at him. “I asked you a question. Is that still true?”
“They aren’t my bitches,” I answered softly. “They’re who I love and who love me back.”
“Am I one of them?” he murmured. “Do you love me, Bianca?”
His knuckles brushed along my jaw as he continued to stare down at me. “When I was drugged up on painkillers, I felt like I was in a dream, and you were beside me. I heard you whisper to me that you loved me. Was it just a dream?”
“No,” I choked out.
“No what?”
“It wasn’t just a dream.”
A tear slid down my cheek, which he brushed away.
“Just say what you need to say to me.”