Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

connections outside of my father, friends, respect, standing, a
fucking credit score, and the door is open to me at any
restaurant, bank, or country club I want to do business with in
the world.” He grinned. “Tried to get into Hunter-Bailey
lately?”
Prick. He’d had me banned from the men’s club two years
ago.
“I can fuck my beautiful fiancée any time I want,” he went
on, “and she looks really amazing dressed only in that quarterof-a-million-dollar
necklace around her neck right now. A
necklace I bought without asking my daddy for the money.”
“And how about fun?” I retorted. “Are you having any of
that without me?”
This was not the party it should’ve been. My sister didn’t
get the party she should’ve had, either. GGod, they were
pathetic. We would’ve laughed at this polite, bland, and
pretentious snooze-fest back in the day, and then grabbed the
girls and taken them for an all-night ride through our
underworld. What a shitshow.
Kai looked at me, his dark eyes only a shade lighter than
mine. “Banks loves you,” he said. “And we would never
disinvite the Ashbys. Those are the only reasons you’re here.
You burned down my dojo, you tried to kill us, and you’re not
to be trusted around Rika. We’re not friends, so when we run
into each other, we’ll keep it brief and civil for the women’s
sake, but I’m not ready to pretend anything is okay.”
“Everything okay?” Arion popped up in front of us,
asking.
I snorted, the little speech he thought would have me
shaking in my boots ruined now.
The whole group arrived—Will and Alex, Margot, Arion
and Winter, along with that little shit-stain Ethan Belmont. He
was next on Crane’s list of duties.
But I guessed they had to invite everyone to get the
pretentious part right. Rika was circulating now, and my sister