[For Mature Audiences]
"Who do you really want?" Trinity asked me as she finished up my hair, swooping it over my shoulder lightly with a sigh. That question sounded so simple yet it made my head swirl at the thought. This would be the last night I had to sleep with someone for the competition and all I wanted to do was get it over with. I felt like I couldn't mourn my father properly until all of these missing pieces--father's killer, Zeph's freedom, who I truly want to marry, Avant finally out of our lives--were resolved.
"I don't know."
She placed the brush on the stand and turned my seat around to face her. She bit her bottom lip, trying horribly to stop from grinning so hard. "I know you have an idea, maybe someone by the name of--I don't know--Ajax."
At the mention of his name, I
