Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 194: Finnick's Promise

Lucas.

Guilt filled me once more at the way I had just disregarded Cassie like I did, but the moment she left I was faced with an evil I didn't want to address. Mani stood there staring at me with a wicked grin on his face as if he had something to say. Not that I cared about what he had to address with me. He had become nothing but a problem this entire time.

From his ridiculous comments to the boosting remarks of how he would make Cassie bend her knee to him. All I wanted to do was beat the living shit out of this man, but I knew that would get me nowhere. It was more than likely exactly what he was looking for and I couldn't allow him to win one over on me.

Grabbing my things I pushed past him, bumping his shoulder causing him to laugh.

“Jesus, Vega. I know you are sweet on that girl but come on, man. You and I both know you don't stand a chance with her. You had one and fucking blew it instead of being a real man.'

Spinning around on my feet, I narrowed my eyes at him with anger. He had no idea what I had been through with Cassie and the fact he thought he knew only pissed me off further. His amused and sadistic gaze let me know this was exactly the reaction he wanted. I decided to stay a step ahead of him and simply smiled. 'If you want my seconds, all you have to do is ask.'

"Seconds? To me, it seems like she has you sucking on her tit like a babe to its mother."

Clenching my fists at my side I stepped forward, watching Mani straighten himself as if he was preparing to square off with me. I wanted more than anything to beat the shit out of Mani considering he had been nothing but a pain in my ass lately. However, if I did that there was a chance that I'd be thrown out of the games, and that was the last thing that I wanted to happen.

"You have a lot to say for someone who will never get the chance at the throne," I replied watching the grin on Mani's face fall. "How does it feel to be passed up as heir, Mani?"

"You little shit,' he snarled before the laughter of other men echoed down the halls. People were coming, and Mani cared very much about his image. There was no way that he was going to allow something to happen that could ruin his image. Not that I was worried.

"That's what I thought." I chuckled shaking my head. 'Why don’t you just keep your fucking mouth closed when it comes to Cassie. If there is anyone who doesn't deserve her, it’s you."

Turning my back on Mani with confidence, I made my way out of the locker room. I wasn't worried about what Mani would do. There was nothing he could do to me that would make any of this shit worse than it already was.

Slamming my hands against the door, I watched it swing open as I stepped out into the cool afternoon air. One thing about this place I loved is that it never really got hot. Letting out a heavy breath, I tried to re-examine what it was that had transpired today.

I had lost my first round in the strength and agility games. There were two more that would take place different from the first, and I couldn't afford to lose either. Losing another match would mean losing my chance with Cassie, and while she was sometimes a pain in the ass, she was my pain in the ass.

Perhaps I was hard on her, but it was only because I didn't want her to think I couldn't do this. I loved Cassie more than anything, and if that meant being tough on her then so be it.

Turning towards the city, I made my way back home to try and cool off and figure out my next plan of action. The other men all had people to help coach them and prepare for this shit, but I was on my own. Not a single soul would help me considering what I had done to Cassie before.

They believed me to be evil. The whole like-father,like-son concept.

wasn't. I'd stand by Cassie's side and help her to rule this place if it came down to it. I'd father her children and spend every

wasn't an option; eventually, I hoped she could

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Cassie.

asked me to come with him I didn't feel like I had a choice. My emotional state made me feel hollow. Once again I acted immature as Lucas called it, and I had thought by being bold and straightforward

of course, I just fucked that

Care to share what's on your mind?' Finnick asked as we walked down the hallway towards his room. There was a calmness about Finnick I hadn't noticed before and as much as I didn't want to share my personal thoughts, I

doors of Finnick's room. I had never been to this part of the palace

variety of colors. From oranges and blues to yellows and reds. I literally felt like I had stepped into India or Morocco with the beautiful array of vibrant colors. Even his bed, which sat far off in the corner, was round and decorated with tons of pillows of all shapes and blankets that seemed to go

not what I had been expecting and from my open-mouthed expression, Finnick seemed

I honestly didn't even know what to

I muttered glancing at

more before turning back to me with amusement dancing within them. 'I

you live like this

side of his room near another door that I was assuming was his bathroom. Slowly, I moved forward checking out the variety of trinkets and photos he had displayed. I hadn't taken Finnick to be a man who was sentimental, but from the looks of what I'm guessing was family portraits,

his shoulder at me and smiled. 'Yes. That is my mother and father and my

of crystal that caught my attention once more, and as I turned, I found Finnick lounging upon an oddly shaped chair that reminded me of a

what's on your mind. Why don't you

in high regard, but right now he was showing me a side of him that I was curious to know if most people saw. 'Why are you so

find you intriguing," he replied with a hum of amusement that made my eyes roll before I took

a term most people would refer

so?' he replied softly, "what would most people

would call me, and for some reason him asking this caused the anger from my conversation with Lucas slowly began to bubble up. "Oh, I don't know...

last word and with a low whistle, Finnick laughed. "Immature... you said that word as if it was fresh in your mind. Did you

He asked me here to talk and all he seemed to want to do was find amusement in me. "Did you just bring me here for your entertainment because if that’s the case, I'm

that what you think this is?" he asked, his smirk turning into a frown as he sipped upon the lilac-colored liquid in his glass. "If I wanted amusement. I'd

of

eyes slightly narrowing as a scoff left his lips.

between us was unsettling for a moment, and the thought to leave crossed my mind more than

I ran my hand over my face. "There's just so much going on right

even know I

hands. "I wish I knew how to quit helping. It seems like I just