Page 75 of Devious Knight
Chapter Eighteen
Isabelle
As far as coincidences go, this is the mother. Or it would be if it were a real coincidence.
I don’t believe for a second that Kade just happened to be at Dark Odyssey at the same time as me.
Dressed in full-black biker gear, he looks nothing like the other men here, which tells me he’s only here because I am.
The skull mask is another giveaway. This is the first time I’ve seen him wear it. It’s funny how I always imagined Kade as Hades. Now here he is staring down at me like a vengeful hell god about to devour a wandering soul who lost her way—me.
He even knew my face in this elaborate mask with its pink and blue feathers.
His closeness makes me recall our kiss, and my body heats in all the ways I want to avoid.
It’s typical of my bad luck that he found me here, so I was never going to escape him today.
Swirling smoke behind the glass wall draws my attention away from him. It thickens, becoming as black as tar so you can’t see anything but the mist. The smoke rises and covers the couple, swallowing them up as if they were never there.
I look back at Kade and narrow my gaze. “What are you doing here?”
That maddening smile of his widens, becoming more frightening in the mask. “I was just about to ask you the same question.”
“I asked you first.”
He chuckles. “I like this fiery side of you but I’m more curious to find out how sweet little Isabelle Kolyav found herself all alone in a sex club.”
“I’m here with Mackenzie.”
“Who is nowhere to be found. You’ve been running around amongst all the groups of people fucking like a lost little lamb.”
He was watching me. And suddenly I think of how he could have found me.
“You’re tracking my phone.”
Another chuckle rumbles in his chest. “Clever, clever girl. Obviously I was intrigued to find you here of all the places.”
I hate that he’s always watching me. I hate feeling like I’m constantly being monitored and never know when he’s going to pop up. “When are you going to stop this?”
“Never,” he breathes, touching my cheek.
I suck in a little breath and he traces the outline of my skin down to the edge of my lips where he lingers.
“You can’t follow me everywhere.”
“And yet I am.” He slides his thumb over my bottom lip and inches closer to inhale me.
“Why?” I stutter, becoming very aware of his touch. I feel it everywhere. Inside and outside of me.
“Maybe I love going down the crazy rabbit hole and seeing where it leads. Tonight it led me here.” He moves his finger away from my lips and slides his mask off, revealing his Greek-god-like face. A stark contrast to the demonic skull mask. “Did you like what you saw? I liked watching you. You seemed fascinated.”
“Maybe I was.” I want to jar him for once.
“Oh yeah? What parts did you like?”
“All of it.”
“That’s cheating. You have to tell me which parts.”