Ghosted: A gothic reverse harem bully romance (Broken Muses of Manderley Academy Book 1) by Steffanie Holmes

Author:Steffanie Holmes [Holmes, Steffanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bacchanalia House
Published: 2020-02-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Ivan

I slammed the door so hard the entire wall rattled. A cascade of Elena’s lipsticks toppled from the overstuffed shelf and skittered across the floor. My whole body trembled. Fuck. Fuck.

I knew I should have gotten rid of that coke. I knew it. But I kept it because… because I was a bou of the first order.

Across the room, Elena curled up on her bed, like a dragon queen guarding her gaudy treasures. My own eyes peered back at me from behind her long, tangled lashes, wide and frightened.

“What’s going to happen to us now?” she asked in a small voice.

I shook my head. I had no idea. Neither of us stuck around after the recital to find out what Madame Usher had in store for us. That Sword of Damocles would dangle over us for a bit longer.

Would she wash her hands of us? Send us back to Romania? Cold dread washed over me as the options lined themselves up in front of me, each bleaker than the last. Would she hush it up and add more to our sentence?

Elena’s lip trembled. I knew she was thinking the same things – what would this mistake cost us, for we both knew everything we did came with a price. I crossed the room in three strides and dropped beside her, sweeping her into my arms. Cosmetic tubes and handbags jabbed into my spine as I lay beside her. Elena rested her head on my chest, her fingers tracing the filigree patterns on my shirt. She waited for me to speak, to announce my grand plan. I was the older by two minutes – all our lives Elena had looked to me to be the responsible one, to find a way out of any mess.

But I could see no way out – only darkness, only the gilded bars of our cage closing in on us. We were in too deep.

“Ivan, open up.” Dorien hammered his fists against the door.

“Dorien, what the fuck—” I jerked upright just as he rammed the door with his shoulder, tearing the lock from its screws. The door banged open and Dorien barged past, moving to the window to pull the curtains shut. He turned to Elena, his voice a maelstrom of barely-restrained rage.

“Get out.”

“Don’t talk to her like that.” I threw myself in front of my sister, hands balled into fists. “This is her life, too.”

Dorien’s face softened, just a fraction. “Ease off, mate. You know I love Elena like my own sister, but we need to talk. Alone. Aroha just went back to her room. Maybe she could do with a visitor.”

Elena wiped her eyes and rolled off the bed. She leaned in and kissed my cheek. “We’ll be fine. We’ll find a way.”

I wasn’t so sure about that, but I kissed her back.

Titus stepped out of the way to allow her past. “Don’t snort anything I wouldn’t snort, Little Sis.” They all called her that, and it usually warmed me, but not today. Elena swatted him in the arm, and then she was gone, hair flying behind her.

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