Corrupt (Devil's Night, #1)

by Penelope Douglas

Even in the same house, I may as well be on a different planet than him.

“When you’re wanted, you’re invited. If you weren’t invited, then you weren’t wanted.

“Your nightmare is over. Hers is just starting.”

“You’d fuck him in a heartbeat if he looked at you twice.”

Que estupido

“Get up again, and I’ll kill your mother.”

He and Trevor would never get their hands on her. I’d see her dead first.

“You’re the fucking king, baby!”

Michael choked on his beer, a drop of it spilling out of his mouth as he tried not to laugh.

Cute

“You’re in everything.”

“Let’s watch a movie,” he said as he left the kitchen.

“You’ve already seen it, Rika,” he argued. “I saw you in here watching that movie back in high school. At least twice.” Twenty-one times, actually.

But he wasn’t paying attention to the TV. His eyes were on my legs.

“you liked it, didn’t you? It scared you, but it turned you on.”

“So you like the mask. You’re pretty fucking sick, aren’t you?”

“Just like me,”

I screwed up. I wanted her, and I wanted her to myself tonight.

“but you don’t know what you’ve done to me all these years.”

She and I were the same, after all. We fought shame every day, struggling with who we could let see the real us, and we’d finally found each other. Unfortunately…we were fucked.

Fuck you, Rika. Fuck you. I can’t choose you. Why did you do this to me?

Finish it.

I still remembered the day she was born. Sixteen years, eleven months, and eighteen days ago. That crisp November morning when my mother let me hold her and then my father immediately took her out of my arms and laid her next to Trevor, who was just a baby then, too.

Noooo

Even at three I understood. She was Trevor’s.

Cosita

And I just sat there, wanting her back, wanting to see the baby and wanting to be included in the fun, but I didn’t dare approach my father. He would’ve pushed me away.

:(((

So many times growing up I tore my eyes away from her.

He took away everything that made me happy. Why bother?

Erika Fane who put the air in my lungs or made my blood run hot.

She looked badass.

“Michael?” I heard Kai’s voice. “You’re looking at her like she’s not sixteen, man.”

I would always circle her. It never stopped. Even when we were kids, if she moved, I wanted to move. If she left a room, I wanted to follow. My body was always aware of where she was. And it was the same for her.

“And I want you to stop sleeping at my house when I’m not there, too,”

“I don’t want Trevor trying anything with you.”

“You’re pretty, and you have a pussy, but other than that, you’re not special. You’re just ass.”

“You’re not special. You’re nobody!”

“Michael is currently in charge of everything until you graduate.”

I don’t think I can say no to you, either.

my arms hummed with the need to hold her.

I leaned in and kissed her hair, breathing her in.

Nothing was her fault. She was one of us—she was ours

I didn’t know exactly what I wanted from her, but I knew I didn’t want to lose her.

And she’d grown very good at having a mind of her own.

and you’re in Michael’s head. He needs to stay focused, and you’re the reason he’s not right now.”

“You finally met your match, huh?”

The smile on her lips reminded me of a younger Rika.

“I don’t know what to do with her,” I said in a low voice.

She was in my body, in my head, and…

I looked down at her, my heart aching at the way she pushed her ...

“You really think you need to prove anything to her?”

“You think she hasn’t been in love with you just the way you are her entire life?”

“That’s what scares you, isn’t it?”

“It doesn’t scare me.” “I hope not,”