Black Lotus 2 by K'wan

Author:K'wan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Akashic Books
Published: 2020-10-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“Kahllah . . . Kahllah!” She was pulled from her nightmare by someone shouting her name. Her brain was still half-asleep, but when she felt a pair of hands on her shoulders, her reflexes did what came naturally. Kahllah slapped the hands away and shot out her palms.

“Fuck!” someone shouted, followed by the sound of something breaking.

Her head whipped around, heart beating rapidly. It took a few seconds for Kahllah to realize that she was in someone’s bedroom and not the sparring room. Phantom burns ran down her stomach and back, where the claws had left scars that she still carried. That was a day she’d never forget; Tiger Lily had seen to that. She never saw Seven-Palms again. Infection had set in on the wound she gave him and he lost the use of his arm. In her attempt to spite Tiger Lily, she had ruined his chances of advancing in the Brotherhood. Nobody wanted a one-armed assassin. What she’d done to him was the one thing she regretted about that day.

The voice drew her attention. “Is it safe for me to get up now?” She had been trapped so firmly in her dream that she’d forgotten she wasn’t alone—she was, in fact, in his Harlem apartment. His six-foot, naked frame was crammed in the corner at an awkward angle. He was bleeding from a thin cut on his forearm, from the glass candleholder he had broken during his fall after she’d struck him.

“Dominic!” Kahllah gasped.

Dominic was her little secret. She had met him while digging into the Jerome Yates case. Dominic was one of the attorneys who’d been working to get him released from prison. Their common crusade to seek justice for Jerome had them spending a lot of time together. She couldn’t remember how many late nights they’d spent going over his case files. Dominic had been fresh out of law school, hungry and eager to champion the wrongly convicted. Kahllah reasoned that was what had attracted her to him, his passion. She couldn’t recall when it turned sexual. It was like something that had always existed between them, instead of a wine-fueled late night where both of them had some stress they needed to get out. It felt good, so why stop? A commitment would’ve complicated things, so they kept it what it was, a booty call.

“Sleeping with you is getting more and more dangerous, you know.” Dominic pulled himself back onto the bed. He was athletically built, and worked out a few times a week. A tribal tattoo snaked across his well-defined bicep. Though not quite chocolate, he was too dark to be considered light skinned. His chin was covered by a fine stubble that wouldn’t grow much past that point; it hadn’t in the time she’d known him, which sometimes felt like forever.

“I’m sorry, Dominic. I was having—”

“I know, a nightmare,” he cut her off. “I’ve been watching you sleep long enough to know when it’s fitful. From the way you were screaming, it must’ve been intense.

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