Page 28 of London Has Fallen

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Page 28 of London Has Fallen

“What about me?”

I smirk. “Simple, you reek of assholeness and exude stick-up-your-ass type of vibes.” To my surprise, he throws his head back laughing. I cock my head to the side, confused by how much I like the sound.

“You are so full of shit,” he says through his laughter.

“Maybe, but it’s still true.” He leans in as if to kiss me again but stops when there is a knock at his door. The person doesn’t wait to enter and just barges in. The shocked look on his assistant's face at finding the headmaster and a student in such a position is evident but she says nothing as I step back and Artemis stands putting space between us.

“What is it?” he asks her in an annoyed tone.

She clears her throat and masks the shock look on her face as best she can. I can see the judgment in her shit colored eyes and it pisses me off.

“Can you hurry the fuck up and answer the question so I can get back to blowing the headmaster under his desk?” Her jaw unhinges and Artemis chokes on nothing. I can feel his disapproving look on me, but I ignore him as I stare Tiff down.

The bitch clearly has the hots for him and is just pissed it wasn’t her between his legs. Her crush is made more obvious when she smiles like a crazed fucker as she speaks. “Your father is at the gates demanding entrance.” She wants to shock me and see me flounder from her news but that won’t happen. I stand here looking bored as fuck as I reply.

“Can you go tell my daddy I’ll be there as soon as I finish fucking my new daddy.” Artemis chokes again for the second time in a minute, while Tiff turns bright red and growls before stomping out of the office like a spoiled brat slamming the door behind her. “Well, that wasn’t very professional of her,” I deadpan as I turn to face Artemis who is glaring at me.

“Your new daddy, really?” I smirk.

“Come on, that was fucking golden.”

“You’re a pain in my fucking ass!” he snarls as he heads for the door. I dart in front of him, forcing him to a halt.

“One, fuck you, two, kiss my fucking ass, and three, where the fuck are you going?”

He looks less than amused and that just makes me smile, knowing I’m getting on his nerves. “Unless you really do want to be sucking my dick under my desk while your father sits opposite me, get out of my fucking way.” I don’t move because the mental picture he just painted is playing on a reel inside my head. “Jesus Christ, you really are out of your fucking mind,” he snaps before brushing past me.

“I wasn’t going to do it!” I defend as he opens the door and peers over his shoulder at me.

“You are a shitty fucking liar.” I laugh as I chase after him. We exit the building side by side but Artemis snaps his arm out in front of me forcing me to a stop and earning a glare. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“Ah, going to see my dad. Now unless you want to lose that fucking arm, you’ll drop it and step the fuck aside.” I don’t wait for a response as I shove his arm away and make my way toward the gates. I spot Cronos out of the corner of my eye making his way toward us, this should go down well. Me turning up with the Argyros twins is going to piss my dad off, fucking winning. As we near the gate I spot the blacked out Range Rover but it isn’t the sight of the car that has me smiling, it’s the sight of my dad holding the security guard against the iron gates by his throat.

“Open the fucking gates now before I snap your neck!” Dad roars, bringing a smile to my face.

“And you say I have anger issues.” At the sound of my voice, Dad drops the guard and shifts so he can see me through the bars of the gate. He smiles at the sight of me until he darts his gaze over my shoulder and spots the twins behind me. Anger sparks to life in his blue eyes. I come to a stop a foot away from the gate and smirk at my old man.

He keeps his gaze on the twins who stop behind as he speaks. “Real fucking funny, London, get rid of them now.”

“Dad, they’re not my toys,” I say in my best Mom-like voice. He lazily brings his gaze to me and quirks a brow.

“Bullshit.”

I drop my mouth open in mock shock. “Dad, I swear I did not force them through violence to be here. I promise I haven’t hurt them.” Both boys behind me scoff but I ignore them. “Okay, maybe I hurt one of them but I didn’t force the other, I swear.” I can see the disbelief in his gaze but say nothing. I know he’s proud of me for gaining an in with the twins.

“We need to talk… alone… send your little boy toys away.” I spin around to shoo the boys away but Artemis is already glaring at me.

“I fucking dare you to try it, London.” I roll my lips over my teeth to keep from smiling. He can see the challenge in my eyes and opens his mouth to argue but Dad’s outburst draws our attention back to him.

“You want me to break your fucking neck?” I cringe. Dad looks fucking furious and it’s then that I realize he just heard how Artemis spoke to me. He is supposed to be the headmaster and not some guy who is comfortable enough to speak to me like that. My attention is once again snagged when the passenger door opens followed by the back door and Aunt Sin and Uncle Chaos climb out, making their way over to flank my father on either side.

Here they are, the feared Memento Mori. Unlike most families who have one don, my father doesn’t. My aunt and uncle allow him to take the lead on things but the truth is, the three of them are all Don’s, they are equal.

“I dare you to speak to her like that again and I’ll send your father your fucking tongue for shits and giggles.” I beam at my aunt, she is fucking bad ass! I want to be her when I grow up.

“Open the gates,” comes from Uncle Chaos. I don’t meet his gaze, inside finding my shoes more interesting. Our relationship is rocky at best, I mean if you can call coexisting a relationship.

“You are not permitted to enter school grounds as per your rules,” Artemis says in a tone reeking of authority as he comes to stand beside me. I don’t miss the way my dad is watching his every move and he just made a bold fucking one by standing next to me, like we are a united front.




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