Cruel Promise by Ketley Allison EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Ketley Allison
- Language: English
- Genre: New Adult & College Romance
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Ardyn
It’s one thing to use protection to keep people out of your home, but it’s a
whole other effort to use that protection to escape.
“The dove is in her bedroom, boss,” Barry, my security detail, also
known as my ride or die, mumbles into the discreet microphone on his
wrist.
I can’t currently see him, but I can picture his stance and the following
fifteen minutes of routine checks he’ll go through before nodding to
himself, tapping my closed door thrice with the pads of his fingers (he’s the
superstitious sort), then rotating one-eighty until his back is against my
door, crossing his arms, and remaining in place until my alarm goes off at
5:30 a.m. and my weekday routine begins.
My phone chirps, drawing my attention. With half an ear to Barry’s
movements, I lift it from where I’d flung it on my bed and read the
message.
Mila: Have you broken out yet?
My stomach leaps at the words. Mila’s helped me plan this moment
meticulously since we heard the words black tie secret auction three weeks
ago. My parents, of course, would never let me go to an event unsupervised,
never mind one held at midnight. The thought of going hadn’t even crossed
my mind until Mila caught my eyes with her green ones, the sharp slant of
them adding to her mischievous wink the instant she realized I’d heard the
whispered conversation in Manhattan Elite’s cafeteria hall, too.
Mila’s wanted to be my bad influence since she met me, and this was
her moment to shine.
Not yet, I texted back, annoyed at the way my thumbs were already
shaking.
C’mon, Ardyn, you’re sneaking out and going to a party. You should be
an ace at this by now if you ever got up the nerve to try since enrolling in
junior high. Which you didn’t. Wimp.
It’s my internal voice talking, but the longer it goes on, the more it
absorbs Mila’s playful cadence. It’s no biggie. We’ll steal some champagne
and flirt with older men, and you’ll be home before Barry turns into a
pumpkin!
Mila: Hurry!!! They shut the doors at 12:30.
I check the time on my phone. 12:06. Shit.
“I can do this,” I whisper, smoothing down my pajama shirt and
straightening the hem of my plaid shorts.
Hermione makes a low-pitched mewl in response.
“I didn’t ask for your opinion,” I say to her, then wince once I realize
where she’s decided to curl up.
The black silk gown Mila lent me currently acts as my cat’s bed, despite
it being laid carefully on the corner of the mattress.
“It’s a king-sized bed, Hermione!” I whisper-screech. “You literally
could’ve chosen anywhere else!”
Hermione slow-blinks in reply.
Hissing under my breath, I carefully nudge her fuzzy white butt aside
and pull the dress from underneath her. She swipes out in warning, and I
nearly choke on my swallowed cry as I try desperately to save the silk from
catching on her unsheathed claws.
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