King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

King of the Underworld

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Adrik

Ilya had informed her that something was happening in the kitchen, so we all met Sephie there. There were guys holding down a girl in the back of the kitchen. She was struggling as much as she could, but she didn’t stand a chance. She was little anyway, but the had three guys holding her.

I don’t like this one hit. Every single one of us went on high alert, trying to figure out what was happening. Sephie gave one glance to Ivan and he promptly picked up every single one of the guys holding the girl down and tossed them aside.

Sephie knelt down in front of the girl, trying to find but more information. We were all surprised that she was seeing my mother and Kostya. I didn’t even know my mother followed Vitaliy around.

In the way that only Sephie could, she calmed the girl down while explaining to her what she was seeing. She even told the girl that she had angels watching over her. I didn’t expect her to out Ivan, but she did. The girl could clearly see there was something different about Ivan, but she looked fascinated by him rather than the fearful girl we saw when we walked in.

She asked Sephie why she believed her and Sephie reached out and touched the girl’s arm. Her eyes went wide as she saw Sephie. Everything about Sephie. Sephie went to remove her arm, but the girl grabbed her hand. She was completely captivated by what she was seeing

“You’re different from the others. How?” she asked Sephie.

“It’s a very long story. My point, Jessica, is that not everything you see that’s different from what we think of as normal is going to be bad. Did you have a bad feeling when you saw the angels earlier this evening?” she asked

The girl shook her head no. “No, it got bad when I told people what I saw. They called me crazy. I kept trying to tell them I wasn’t and explain what i saw, but it got worse. That’s when they held me down.”

We could feel Sephie’s sadness at the way this girl was treated. “You’re going to need to be very careful who you tell about this from now on. For your own safety.”

“I don’t want to tell anyone now. They’re going to lock me up. My

then handed it to the girl. “Jessica, if you ever get

went wide again as she took the card from Sephie. “You would help me? You don’t

to be going through what you’re going through right now. It’s not easy. Just knowing you have

tears welling up in her eyes again. She looked at Sephie and quickly hugged her, holding on to her for dear

it’s best if you get out

home; I live by myself. I was working tonight for extra cash though. This isn’t my normal job,” she

pulling what Battista, Vitally, and the rest of the guys had given me earlier for winning the bet pool on when Henry was going to show out of my pocket. “This should cover it. Go home. You don’t need to be around those people

I couldn’t help but smirk at her. I just nodded

at Ilya and Misha, who were standing close by. “Would you two mind escorting her to

course,” Misha

back to the girl, who was still in shock. “They’re going to make sure you get to your car safe. Are you okay to drive yourself home? We

and then came back. Misha and Ilya walked her out the

her body completely relaxing as soon as she felt my touch. “I love you. You’re incredible,” I said, kissing the top of

looking up at me. “Once Misha and Ilya get back, I think it’s time to go. I’ve had enough fun for one night.” Her lips curled up into a half smile as she added, “at least the kind of fun you

agree more,” I said, leaning down to kiss her.

and Battista. We told them both that we

finish telling us his conversation with the representative and you can fill us in on everything else. It won’t take long, but we need a place to speak freely.” Vitaliy said in Russian. I wasn’t happy with the idea of having to wait longer to get Sephie out of her dress, but I also wasn’t mad at the opportunity to look at her

and Ilya returned, both of them had grins on their

I want to know what those grins mean?” Sephie

cute. She apparently talks when she’s nervous. She was very nervous, Misha