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Chapter 70 of "Tempting Venom" starts here: Eventually, we stopped asking and just offered silent support.But thatâs not why Iâm watching him... Discover what happens next!
Eventually, we stopped asking and just offered silent support.
But thatâs not why Iâm watching him while chewing my food as if it owes me money.
Objectively speaking, Kane is attractiveâhandsome in the âneighbor who ruins the curveâ kind of way. Not ethereal like me,obviously,but still easy on the eyes. Hot body. Massive dick. A certified panty-dropper with the ladies.
AndyetâŚmy cock doesnât even twitch. Not a salute. Not a hiccup. Absolutely dormant.
Unlike what happened five days ago.
I shift uncomfortably because, apparently, just rememberingthatunorthodox incident is enough to make my traitorous dick stretch and make its presence known.
I tear my gaze from Kane and study Jude, whoâs stuffing his face with rice. Judeâs rugged, the opposite of my pretty-boy aesthetic. Weâre like a duo from a punchlineâPrince Charming and the Resident Bad Boy.
And, okay, Jude is similar to Marcus in build, but not the face.
Marcus has that angular, predatory businessman look. Judeâs more âI hate everyone. Donât talk to me.â
Yet stillâŚnothing.
I even checkedâpurely scientific researchâwhile Jude was showering after practice. Somewhat creepy, yes, but I needed data.
If I were into men, wouldnât my dick choose one of my besties? They know my shit. Iâd die for them. Theyâd die for me. Together, weâd be the most powerful threesome humanity has ever seen.
But nope.
My dick has friend-zoned Jude, Kane, and every other guy in existence into the next millennium.
Trust me, I also checked out the team during my creepy session, and nope. Not even a pity pulse.
But at least the âAm I broken?â crisis was lessened, because I remain the most beautiful specimen of the Vipers.
Thank God for small mercies.
Another part of me was relieved it wasnât Jude or Kane, because that would mean Iâm only now discovering I like men.
Which would add to my list of personal catastrophes.
Not to mention Vencorâs delightful tradition of killing gay members. Not metaphorically. Actually killing them.
Kaneâs uncle, Kayden, barely escaped execution after being caught in a tryst with his student. He was excommunicated, not murdered, because being a Founding member and owning half of the Davenportsâ shares buys you a second chance at breathing.
Still, Kane has to meet him outside the borders like heâs visiting a banned wizard.
I really donât need to add âgay tendenciesâ to my rap sheet when Vencor already thinks Iâm unfit to lead.
Too reckless.
Too impulsive.
Too mentally unsound.
TooâŚbroken.
Honestly, Iâm not sure why Dad keeps backing me in the race to inheritance, going against everyoneâGrandpa, Grandma, and all the other leaders. He should just disown me or let Uncle Atlas have the leadership. I sincerely donât give a fuck about inheriting an empire built on blood where I was only born to fit a role.
But yeah, adding âoccasionally horny for a manâ to my curriculum of misbehavior might actually be the thing that finally bumps me out of Dadâs protective bubble and gets me killed.
That inflexible man certainly would disapprove.