Waging A War: Devil's Daughter Book One by Kayla Maree

Author:Kayla Maree [Maree, Kayla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-11T00:00:00+00:00

“Where are we going?” I yell over the roar of the open throttle. Zander’s eyes are trained on the road ahead.

Maintaining his quiet composure, his left hand leaves the handle and grabs my hands around his waist, and he squeezes them as he revs the bike, and we jolt forward. We ride in silence until we slow down and pull into a parking garage. Pulling into one of the slots designed for bikes, he cuts the engine before getting up and reaching for the helmet.

Leaning away from him, I grab the buckle. “I got it.”

Shrugging his shoulders, he stands there as I undo the buckle and slide it off my head. His hands come up to fix my hair. He can’t be serious right now. One second, he doesn’t care what I do, and now he is standing here smoothing my hair.

“Come on,” he says, strapping the helmet to the bike.

I didn’t even realize he took it from me. I follow him as he steps into an elevator just a few feet away from where he parked.

“Care to tell me what you were doing at the club?” he inquires the second the doors shut.

Taking a deep breath in, I deadpan, “Not in an elevator.”

“Mhmm,” he responds and stares at his reflection in the elevator doors. My eyes are staring at his reflection, too.

The elevator dings, and he steps out. Following closely, I notice we are in a penthouse apartment. Glancing around, I see an original brick wall in the living room next to floor to ceiling windows that overlook Chicago. There is an island that separates the living room and the kitchen.

The area is decorated in dark browns and blacks with gold accents. The living room has a massive television in it and a large, black leather sectional. The only hint of décor is the throw blanket tossed across the back of the couch. I swear this living room has been in a magazine before.

Turning to see more, I am met with Zander standing in the kitchen, his hands on the island. His eyes are glued to me. “Now that we are somewhere private, care to tell me what you were doing at the club?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” I reply as I make my way to the island.

He straightens his back. “I was there to get Arden laid.”

“Oh, so your cock doesn’t always keep him satisfied?” I maintain eye contact as I slide onto one of the stools lining the island. “Good to know.”

Zander scoffs. “Not that it is any of your business, but Arden needed someone else to get his mind off you.”

“Oh, I see, now I’m offended.” I pretend to clutch invisible pearls and put on my best puppy dog impression. “I’m lovely.”

Zander reaches across the bar and grips the back of my neck. “This attitude you have all the time is going to get Arden killed one day. I refuse to sit and watch it happen. He needs to move on.”

Rolling my eyes, I wriggle out of his grip and turn to make my way deeper into the apartment.

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