Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Clearing his throat he said gently, “This is your room.”
MJ’s eyes widened. “My room?”
“If you are serious about volunteering for the club, then you should know that it’s an in-house position, which means you need to live here. I will get my younger sister to talk to you tomorrow. She’s in charge of managing the girls.”
MJ could only nod. She was still trying to get her head around the fact that she was supposed to live here – in the same place as Helios Andreadis.
When the girl didn’t speak, Yuri asked, “I hope it’s not a problem?”
She said weakly, “Not at all.”
“Then...good. I’ll see you tomorrow. No curfews here so you can come and go anytime. Just make sure you’re up tomorrow by six. My sister will come here to give you the official tour. Any other questions?”
“None, sir.” The words were out before she could stop them, and MJ grimaced. She didn’t really want to be so polite but these guys were just too formal! They seemed more like CEOs than college bikers.
Yuri’s lips twitched. “Goodbye.” He turned his back and reached for the doorknob.
MJ silently pumped her fist into the air. Yes. Yes. Yes! She was going to live—
Yuri turned around, remembering something, and immediately caught sight of the new volunteer practically doing a happy dance on her own. He blinked.
Deeeeym.
Realizing that she was being watched, MJ slowly lowered her fist and pretended to start combing her hair instead. She looked at Yuri questioningly. “Er, yes?”
His eyes twinkled with mirth but his voice was solemn when he said, “I realize none of us ever caught your name.”
“Oh. Umm...I’m MJ Cartwright.”
“A pretty name. Well, good night, MJ.”
This time, MJ made sure not to do anything until Yuri truly did leave the room and closed the door behind him. When she heard the door close, she started pumping her fist in the air again. Yeeeeeeees! Who would have thought she’d end up living under the same roof as Helios Andreadis?
HELIOS TOOK HIS ROLE as club president seriously. While he did not talk to every member or volunteer, he did make it his business to know everything that went on in his club.
He knew, for instance, that one of the volunteers had been knocked up by a football player from another university. He knew that one of the younger bikers was struggling with doing a 360-degree turn in the air. He also knew that there was only one vacant room left in the club, and that would likely be where Yuri would take her.
And so he went one floor down and paused outside the door of Room 17. He heard voices inside the room and his stomach clenched in anger. He did not like knowing that Yuri was inside the room with the girl.
Against all thoughts of common sense, Helios slowly found himself leaning towards the door to better hear what was being said.
“A pretty name,” Yuri was saying.
Helios’ face hardened when he heard Yuri say “A pretty name”. He had not thought Yuri was the type to dish out empty flattery but perhaps he thought too highly of the kid. What the hell was so pretty about MJ? They were just two letters.
The door opened suddenly.
Helios immediately straightened but it was too late, judging by the way Yuri’s lips were twitching.
“Do you have something to talk to me about?” Yuri asked.
“No.”
Yuri frowned. “Then you would like to talk to MJ?”
And just like that, Helios realized he had trapped himself. If he said no as well, then Yuri might think he had only come here to eavesdrop. Worse, Yuri might even hit upon the truth and realize Helios had come here because he didn’t like the idea of the two of them spending too much time together.
He hedged, “I do have something to discuss with her, but it is getting late so perhaps tomorrow—”
“She did not seem sleepy at all,” Yuri assured him. He knocked on the door. “She’s very happy to be here, in fact, so I’m sure she will not mind any instructions you may have for her.”
“How do you know she’s happy? Did she tell you?”
Yuri said in his usual gently chiding voice, “Her secret crush is here, President. Of course she will be happy.”
Smartass, Helios thought as he looked at the younger man’s retreating back. He should teach that boy some manners sometime, talking to him like—
“Helios?”
Fuck. He had forgotten Yuri had knocked on the door, and he had been so busy thinking thoughts of revenge that he hadn’t noticed the girl opening the door. Slowly, he turned to face her. This close, her eyes looked bigger, more trusting, and she was gazing at him with such wariness it made Helios grit his teeth.
She had not looked at Yuri with the same wariness, so why was she wary with him?