Revenge Era (The Revenge Games, #1)

by Brittanee Nicole

“I’m trying to do the right thing. My son was a bastard, and you deserve better.”

It’s complete and utter bullshit, but when she opens the door and a look of shock mixed with perhaps joy at my arrival crosses her face, I stifle my moral compass. “Ford!” she yelps in what sounds like pleasure as pink travels from her chest to her cheeks, just like my goddamn gaze. And my dick’s hard again. I’m so fucking screwed. I let out a surprised laugh at the joy in her tone. “That’s me. Can I come in?” With her lips pressed together, she nods and backs herself against the door, motioning inside.

Just the idea of them together makes me feel a rage that is unacceptable. It’s the same anger that hit me the first time he brought her to dinner at my home. He doesn’t deserve her. She belongs with someone like me. Yeah. Those were my first thoughts when he called her his girlfriend. In that moment, I knew I was fucked.

“Fuck, Red, I can’t tell you how good you look wearing a diamond in your ass.”

I certainly didn’t see myself buying her a diamond when this started, but fuck if I’m not annoyed now that this is the only kind I can ever give her.

“Fuck, Lake. Life would have been so different if I’d just gone for it when I saw you again two years ago.” “You think not asking me on a date is a bigger miss than not signing me?” My pulse flutters at the intense way he’s watching me. “Seriously? We’ve made millions together.” He doesn’t hesitate. “I’d rather have you.” His grip on my hand is tight, unyielding, his focus clear. All on me.

Paul shakes his head, eyes wide as he looks from me to Ford and back again. “I can’t believe this. My dad’s actually your boyfriend?” “No.” I wiggle my fingers, letting the rock on my hand sparkle in the kitchen light. His dad is my fiancé. “But karma is.”