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She’s what a man dreams of—dress her up and show her off to your friends, make them jealous of what you have. And then take her home, tie her down, and make her your dirty little whore. Show her what it’s like to be owned.
Well, it wasn’t her fault. It was mine. But you know what they say—every story worth telling starts with a girl.
Ashtyn Lane Price was the one who changed our paths.
have secrets that I vowed to take t...
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Do I want her? No. I’ve grown up with Ashtyn Lane Price. Our fathers are both Spade brothers. But one of my brothers is in love with her. I can’t take her from him. I consider her to be one of my best friends, and things will change if I claim her as mine.
If I can’t have love, I want power. I want what a man in our world gets, but I’m going to have to work twice as hard for it because I have a pussy and tits. Fine by me. I’ll show them that I can do whatever they throw at me with a smile on my face while bleeding between my legs.
What the fuck does denied mean for Lady?
And a smile tugs at my lips because I’ve seen her before. It’s been years, but I’d never forget her face. She was on the yacht. The girl in the white dress—little Miss Priss. This may be my lucky day, after all.
“Is he dead?” I ask, only half joking. He frowns but answers, “No.” “Then we’re having a session.”
Fuck, I hate how gorgeous she is.
“Annabelle Marie Schults.”
“I’m confused. What’s that have to do with the license plate I gave you?”
“That’s who owns the car.”
He pushes the mask off, and my breath catches in my lungs. It’s far worse than I could have ever guessed. “Haidyn?”
“I’m not into labels, but if you want me to brand my name on your ass, I’ll be glad to oblige.” Haidyn chuckles.
“He was a Lord.”
“Yeah. He never made it through all the initiations. Failed sophomore year.”
“Our guess is Costello.”
“The question is, how did Costello know our fathers were dead?” They weren’t even cold, and she was already there.
She killed them, had them killed, or is a part of whoever had them killed
“Are you fucking serious?” he snaps, taking a step back. “She broke my fucking nose and kneed me in the fucking dick! Then she shot our brother.”
“I’m not going to hurt you here.”
Is that a kink? I’m also not sure. I’ll have to look that one up once I’m alone.
I take a sip of the water that Mom had ordered for me when she arrived.
The rumor is that he killed them for Ashtyn.”
Every mother is supposed to love their child unconditionally, but my mother is borderline obsessed with me.
HAIDYN: Sarcasm will get you nothing more than a face fucking.
Haidyn’s voice fills my room just like it does my head. Over and over, I put it on repeat as I place the vibrator on my clit,
“You’ve always got a choice, doll face.”
“Your mother wants me to show you what women in our world can do…what you’re capable of. You’re special.”
“What do I have to sacrifice?” I ask. He looks away from me, staring out the windshield, and the silence lingers among us before he answers, “Whatever they want.”
My brothers and I all have the same piercings.
It was once a punishment. We kept them as a reminder that we’re no one’s bitch.
The fact that he wants me to swallow makes me nervous.
“I’m not laughing, Annabelle.”
A door opens to the right and all the chatter immediately stops as a woman enters the room from the side door. I’ve seen her before. Known her all my life.
I’ve never seen a woman in charge before. Not like this.
and I see a girl around my age slide into the pew at the far end.
Her green eyes briefly meet mine before she looks away and turns her attention to the show at the front of the cathedral.
“Ride my dick, Charlotte. Fuck it.”
“What are you begging for, doll face? You’re the one fucking me.” He smirks, his eyes on mine in the mirror.
She challenged me. I knew she’d be this way. And I love it.
What the fuck? How did he…? When did he…? He set this up down here?
“Isn’t it funny how easily someone can trick you into believing something that isn’t the truth?”
and I hold my breath as Anne stares at me.
“Yes, Annabelle?” he answers.
Tyson gets my attention, sitting behind his desk. “Found a wife, Haidyn?” He smirks.
“Hello, doll face.”
I guess he could know them from Barrington, but something tells me that’s not it.
“If you do…will you be my first?” Her words are so soft I wonder if I heard her correctly.
“First?”
