All Chapters of Property of Reaper King: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Colorless. Flavorless. Tasteless. Lifeless. That was Margot Kazlov. “Assistants—” The moment I was close enough, I grabbed her jaw and yanked her forward so we were only inches away. “Assist their bosses. You help in my endeavor. You don’t have your own thoughts. You’re an extension of me. Your breathing is a privilege I allow.”“No.” Even if she was hurting, she never showed it. “You let me breathe because it makes you feel better that something like you exists somehow.”I grinned and dug my nails harder into her jaw. “You refused me. For years. If you won’t let me have you, I will take someone else. And I’ll fuck her in all the ways I’ve dreamt of fucking you. I’ll get her pregnant. And we’ll have a little baby and I’ll be free of the fucking parasite you are.”I let go. She didn’t stumble. Blood dripped from her jaw, some of it coating my fingers. I tasted it then extended my hand to her. “Open.”She did. Her mouth opened without hesitation, her blue eyes fixed on mine with tha

Remy wasn’t home. For a second, I was sure that she had gone. This was how it was the last time. A conversation and I didn’t see her after. She took nothing. At 10:15, the door to the cabin opened and she walked in. I stood from the couch. “Are you—?”She slammed the door shut. “I’m not late, am I? 10:15. That’s what you said. That’s what I did. Got a problem with that?”I stepped in front of her, cutting her part to the room. “What’s wrong?”Her eyes burned with rage as she looked at me. “Move.”“Did he say something to you? You have to let me know—”“So what? You give him a good talking down like my dad would?” She cut in. The words had something bristling in my chest but I tried not to show it. “You gotta pick a lane. Are you my father, my sponsor or a man that wants to fuck me?”A man that wanted to fuck her? “Remy—”“Give me a fucking answer!” She screamed.The scream echoed all over the cabin. She looked different from this afternoon. Not sad angry. Just angry. I wanted to ho

“How long are we gonna do this?”“As long as I want,” I replied, eyeing Carl as I stretched my hand. “And maybe I can teach you something. Pass the wrench.”“Aww, Rems,” Because Buggy had decided he was gonna stay by my side no matter what. Wolf was on a run. And Slink… Slink was keeping his distance. I needed to speak to that little freak. “Let him rot there. We can play cards instead.”“Yeah, wouldn’t that be fun?” I slid under the car. The underbelly was a fucking mess. Like the other three cars here. What the fuck were they all doing?I slid back out and faced Carl. “Is there like some sort of conspiracy going on here with the other guys? Y'all do a trash job on purpose so they come back to fix it? Hey, hey. I’m talking to you, bitch, don’t look at the other people here,”The other mechanics stayed on their side, ignoring us. Carl looked around, cursed under his breath and walked to me. “You don’t know how this works—”Buggy was already coming between us. I’d never really noticed

“Yep. That’s what I said.”“Oh, is it?” I wanted to nod but the alcohol in my system made me feel too fucking drowsy. I looked at the face in front of me and groaned again. “Fuck. I really came to you, didn’t I?”Blake made a face. “You’ve groaned five times the moment you see my face. Am I that ugly?”“Actually, no.” I tilted my head and pinched his cheeks. “You’re… way hotter than Travis was. What happened? You give very evil twin that sucked your other twin in the belly,”“Different mothers. I’m older than Travis by four years,” He slowly pulled my hand away from his face and set it down. “And that’s not how absorption works. Because if I did, he wouldn’t be—”“Blah blah blah, you’re such a nerd.” I burped and looked away. “I’m so fucking sad. I have no friends. Hey, tell me something sad about you. So I feel better. Tell me why you’re Asian and British.”“I dont think that’s a sad—”“Spilllllllll—”“My mother was from Korea. My father met her during one of his… travels. She didn’

“Why were you talking to him?” I was sitting in Wolf’s car— which wasn’t really Wolf’s car. The actual owner didn’t want to see me, which was fine. I didn’t care. I fucking couldn’t honestly. Wolf chuckled quietly. “He said I couldn’t leave until you woke up, which I was fine with. Plus, it wouldn’t be so wrong if I started getting comfortable with him if you’re always going to be with him, yeah?”I didn’t wake up with a hangover because Blake had given me something for it while I was passed out, put something over my ribs and bandages. He also got me new clothes— a baggy shirt and pants which I was sure came from his closet which he denied. Then added, “You made a promise about Sunday and Monday. Try not to forget that.”I didn’t remember making that response but he didn’t seem to care as he walked out of the penthouse and left Wolf and I alone there. “Fuck, no. Why aren’t you talking sense into my head? You suck as a best friend.”Wolf’s head snapped to me then back on the road.