Read Kisses and Revenge for Free Online

Warren leaned against a counter, pouring shots of vodka into a glass and tossing them back. The bottle he poured from was nearly empty, and Warren was wasting no time finishing it off. It was more than apparent Warren was not taking his parents' deaths well.
    "Drowning yourself in a bottle is not going to fix anything," Leslie said, taking the container she had put the roast in and setting it down on the counter to open it so Warren could smell it. "Think you might want to eat some real food?"
    Warren smiled at her, running his fingers through his longer hair. His body shifted, and he turned to look at Adam, glaring for a second before going to get some plates for all of them. "Yeah, I wouldn't mind having a piece of that. Look, Adam, I didn't expect you to come all the way over here. I can take care of myself. I just wish you would have told me that I wasn't going to be getting any more money. You have a steady income, working for the empire. What am I supposed to do?"
    Leslie felt uncomfortable realizing it was another argument about money. Warren had been pretty upset by his share of the settlement and had been acting out ever since. Adam rolled his eyes, heading to get some glasses for the wine Leslie had packed along with the roast. Now, however, she wondered if it was a bad choice. Warren had obviously already gotten started with the drinking.
    "I told you when we went over the will that I would help make sure you were taken care of. I did not tell you that I would support you going down this path. If you want money to blow on liquor and whores, then get a job. I am not supporting you acting like a spoiled rich kid," Adam protested, his voice elevating.
    In all the time Leslie had known them, this was the first time she had ever seen them fight. It worried her that they were fighting so much now. "I am not being a spoiled rich kid. You are the one acting all high and mighty. Ever since you got married, it is like you don't care about anything. We used to have fun."
    "Yes, we used to have fun, and then I grew up. You should try it, Warren," Adam shot back.
    A sting of guilt shot through Leslie hearing them argue. She had never meant to be the one to come between the two of them. She hadn't even realized she had. Not wanting to listen to them fight anymore, she made her way back down the hall toward the sitting room. From there, the sounds of their argument were muffled by the still blaring music. No longer was she hungry in any sense of the word. All she wanted to do was go and curl up in bed. Nothing she did would help anyway.
    After several moments, she heard the music stop and the soft sounds of someone walking toward her. She didn't bother to turn and look, already knowing who it was. Adam came and sat next to her on the couch, placing his hand on her knee. No matter how much she tried to get through to him about Warren, it never helped. Of course, Warren didn't help with his behavior either. The nonstop partying left a bad taste in everyone's mouth.
    "I'm sorry about that. Warren is drunk and nearly impossible to talk to that way. Maybe we shouldn't have come," Adam whispered, leaning over to kiss her.
    Leslie found herself moving away before turning to look at him. "This is how it has been ever since your parents died. You two are ripping a hole between the two of you so big neither of you are ever going to be able to reach the other. Can't you see Warren just wants his brother in his life?"
    "Warren wants a lot of things, but I'm not sure I am one of them. Look, I love you, but right now is a hard time. It has been hard on all of us, but I can't just sit back and let him do this," Adam pleaded, taking her hands into his. "He called me tonight because he got himself into big trouble gambling. He needed money to pay off a debt he shouldn't have gotten in the first place. This isn't even the first time. I want better for him just as much as you do, but he has to make some of the right steps himself."
    Reaching up,