The Perfect Fit

by Sadie Kincaid

His grip is tight, too tight, but I find myself wishing he’d squeeze harder. I want him to bruise me so I can look at it later and remember those dark eyes and tattooed hands

I have the absolute worst judgment when it comes to men.

“That was reckless, West. She could have been lying about her birth control.” It was reckless,

“I know how periods work, Lily. Now go take out your fucking tampon or I’ll pull it out myself.” Her breath hitches. “With my teeth.”

Ew

“Damn fucking right you are. That’s the thing with me, Lily. I’m a fucking monster, but I’m your monster now.”

God, I love him. I love all three of them.

Gag. Its been like 2-3 weeks

always horny and ready for action Lily

It’s been two months since our arrangement began, and I’m completely head over heels for all three of them. Despite knowing how much it’s going to hurt when this comes to an end, I let myself fall in love with them a little more each day.

Barf

I glare at Bree, who smiles like she didn’t just try to tear our world apart. “Get the fuck out of my office.” Smirking, she stands and slings her overpriced bag back over her shoulder. “You should look into her is all I’m saying. I’m sure you’ll find that there’s more to Lily Sloane than meets the eye.”

Knew it was coming. They've been so tralala about everything.

“So, how the fuck do we handle this?” “We fucking cut her loose. We let her go and we discredit her. We make sure that nobody believes a single goddamn word that comes out of her mouth ever again.” Considering his idea, I nod. “And how do we do that?” “The launch party tomorrow night. How about we show Lily exactly who she’s fucking with?”

Thats the dumbest fucking thing I've ever heard. Just TALK to each other. Morons

tomorrow, before I ask them if I can stay, if we can make our arrangement permanent, I will tell them who I really am. Even if it means losing them. All I can do is hope that they have it in them to love Liliana Constantine as much as they love Lily Sloane.

That wont happen

She’s barely coherent over the sound of her teeth chattering and her sobs. I imagine her freezing and shivering in the back of a cab in her soaking wet dress, wondering what the fuck happened. We should have talked to her. I should have stopped them …

Yeah no shit. Men are morons

“We fucked up. We never should have done that.” I sink to the floor, my head in my hands. West sighs. “She lied to us, Xander. What the fuck were we supposed to do?” “We could have fucking talked to her like normal fucking human beings,” I shout. “What if this is all some big fucking misunderstanding?

And if one of them tried to sit near me now, I’d scratch his eyes out.

If we’d just fucking asked her. Goddamn it, we should have listened to Xander.

“You know she used to date West Archer too, right?” No, I did not freaking know that. “She’s the ex?” I mutter. The fact that she’s the person they believed over me stings even more.

A nice slap to the face. I would never forgiven them. Obvs she will. She could have such sweet revenge. Actually do what they assumed she was doing make a big ol' expose on them and their lifestyle. Embarrass them like they embarrassed her.

I can’t believe how a three-month relationship managed to fuck up my life so royally.

We should have strung him up by his balls and left him for the rats after he lied to us about Lily. I had to physically stop Zeke from doing exactly that, but we can’t go around killing our own employees. That would be bad for business.

Why? Pussies? Act like bad asses but are just little bitches

I haul Betty to the elevator. Her busted wheel makes a strange squeaking noise with every rotation.

Why is she bringing her bike? There is a bike rack in the lobby. That’s where she met Zeke the first time.

“Say you’re back for good, shorty.” “Oh, she’s back for good. She’s never fucking leaving this penthouse again,” West grumbles. Dread washes over me. “I want to stay, but I have some things to tell you all first. Then you can decide if you still want me.”

Had nonconsenual consual sex and shes magically not heart broken over how they treated her? Especially West?!?

I’m the one responsible for this mess. I need to be the one to fix it.

Im sure her throwing herself at danger will be fine

“How did you find out?” he asks, eyeing me with curiosity. “An old friend of my father’s told me,” I say, and it’s not exactly a lie. When I was eleven, an old friend of my father’s did tell me that Nico wasn’t my twin and Carmine wasn’t my father. Relief that I wasn’t Carmine’s nearly overshadowed the depth of my heartbreak about Nico. I was sworn to secrecy, and I’ve never spoken of it to another soul.

“So, we’re not twins?” Nico frowns. “Not even brother and sister?” I shake my head. Smiling, I try to lighten the mood. “I was born two days before you, by the way. So I’m officially the oldest now.”

Lol the most sibling response