Page 69 of His To Claim
“Anyway, it looks like you guys are managing. The Horsemen seemed to have gotten off your backs,” Leigh changes the subject, mockingly raising a brow.
“So, does that mean it’s okay to talk to us now that yourkingshave deemed us irrelevant?” I ask her and I can tell she’s surprisedby my bluntness. You're not the only one who can be a bitch sweetie.
“Chill out, Scarlett, I’m just making conversation. You don’t have to act like such a bitch,” she adds but before I can reply Jade jumps into the conversation.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Leighton, I didn’t know insulting someone and calling them a bitch was a way to start a conversation around here. Seems I’ve been doing it all wrong.”
“Whatever, Carrington and the girls are on their way, so I’d make myself scarce if I were you,” Leigh adds, her true colors finally coming to light.
Suddenly Sebastian Silver walks over to us, looking equally annoyed as he does gorgeous. “Fuck off, Leigh,” he says as he joins us, clearly not amused by her comment. He’s dressed in a dark navy suit with a silver tie, his mask a dark slate color matching his eyes. Bass hovers over us, tall, broad, and authoritative but when I look up at him and his eyes are focused on Jade, and her curve-hugging dress.
Under Jade’s teal and green peacock mask her green eyes look more an aquamarine color, like two precious jade stones. She gazes intently at him, a slight flush appearing on her skin, making me wonder what happened between these two the other night.
“Bass, I didn’t see you there. Are the rest of the guys here?” Leigh asks, coyly.
“I said fuck off, Leighton. Don’t make me repeat myself.” Leigh gasps, about to speak but shuts her mouth as he glares at her.
At this, Leighton, and the girls she is with retreat, leaving us with an unbothered Bass. Jax and Ruby walk off toward the open bar, while Kai rushes off after Casey, the redhead he was with the other night. I look over to Stella and she gives me a shy smile, but deep down I know it hurts her to see him go after her.
“What do you want, Sebastian?” Jade asks, using his full name and I see his jaw tick as she does, only I’m not sure if it’s because he hates it or likes it.
“I gotta admit I like the way my name sounds coming from those luscious lips of yours.” A sly smile appears on his face as he steps in closer to her. Well, that answers that.
Jade however continues to act unaffected, standing her ground yet swallowing almost unnoticeably. She’s good at hiding how she feels, it’s how we were raised. Showing your feelings is a weakness that others can use to manipulate you. To hurt you. She learned early on, earlier than me, to hide her emotions.
While I still convinced myself to try to save my mother time and time again, Jade gave up on her father from the beginning. She knew he was burdened with her when her mom died giving birth to her. The only hope Jade had was her brother, and he destroyed what was left the day he walked out on her, on us. I’m all she has left now.
“Yeah, I bet you’re gonna like the way they tell you to fuck off too,” she mocks, smiling flirtatiously at him.
“Sebastian, son, are you going to introduce me to your friends?” A tall, dark-haired man appears behind Bass, but he’s no ordinary man. He’s a tall, dark and handsome, flawlessly sculpted deity.
Just like Bass, his hair is a deep black and his eyes the same dark slate color. Dressed in a black and white tux he looks like royalty with a tall, model-like blonde dressed in a white sparkly dress on his arm. They’re the epitome of wealth and class.
But I can almost immediately feel the way Bass’s body tenses. “They’re not my friends,” he snarls, walking away without a second glance.
Once Bass walks away, the man and woman continue to stare at us expecting an introduction but I have no interest in finding out who they are.
Though just as I’m about to turn and walk away, Stella steps up beside me. “Uncle Stephan, Aunt Eliza, these are my friends, Scarlett Steele, Jade Wolfe, and Damon Drake.”
So, this is her aunt and uncle, Bass’s father and if I remembercorrectly, the woman is Beckett’s mom, who looks more like his older sister.
Not wanting to be rude I extend a hand to Stephan Silver. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Silver, Mrs. Masters. Stella’s been such a great friend to us since we arrived. We’re grateful for her.”
“That’s our Stella. The sweetest angel,” Eliza Masters says in a soft English accent. Something in her tone doesn’t sit well with me, but I pay no attention to it once Mr. Silver speaks.
“Of course. You are the children brought in on scholarship through the program Wesley implemented into the Servite curriculum. I’m impressed to see you all so well adjusted,” he says, not ashamed to give us a once over.
And there it is everyone. The same arrogant attitude as his son. Looking down on us as if we’re less than him. Not worthy of being here in his presence.
“Yes, everyone has been so kind,” Jade says, a fake and humorous tone in her voice as she twirls her hair around her finger.
Stephan grins at her, his eyes glazing over as he speaks. “I hope my son Sebastian hasn’t given you all much trouble. He and his friends can be a tad, territorial.”
“Nothing we can’t handle,” I reply, with a bit of a bite in my tone, but I have to let him know. I have to make him aware that I won’t be easily manipulated by anyone here.
“Yes, of course. Well, it was a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I bet I’ll be seeing you all around again,” he says while looking directly at me.
I glare at him looking over to his wife as she tightens her grip on his arm and smiles softly. “Excuse us,” she says before they both walk away.