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“Well, where were you?” He sneers, eyeing the deliberate tears in my shirt.
Another thing he hates. The way I dress.
“Are you out of money?”
“No, why?”
“Then why do you have holes in your shirt? Have you no shame?”
I want to laugh in his face. My shirt cost more than his shoes, but I see that he doesn’t understand fashion. My father adheres to traditional values. He prefers suits and aged scotch. Gold instead of brass. I’m surprised he doesn’t have a gold toilet to take a shit on.
“It’s designer.”
“It’s pedestrian, Valen. Is that what women like nowadays? Men fucking them with holes in their shirts?”
From my recent experience, no. But I don’t tell him that.
“I don’t think women care what you’re wearing when you fuck them.”
“Don’t be funny, Valen. How’s Melissa?”
“I wouldn’t know, and I don’t care.”
He chuckles behind me as I walk toward the kitchen.
“You know she doesn’t care about your sexual proclivities. She’s perfect for you, Valen.”
“No, she isn’t. If you think she’s so perfect, why don’t you marry her?”
He wouldn’t because he isn’t into young girls around my age. It’s not his thing. He’s against remarrying. Re-committing.
He leans on the counter, watching me make a cup of coffee. “You know how I feel about that, so don’t test me. What is going on with you? You’ve been acting strange since last year. You don’t partake in your usual fun.”
He means orgies.
“I’m taking a break.”
He laughs. “Who’s the girl?” he asks quietly.
“There isn’t a girl.”
“You don’t think I could tell when my son is lying?”
I shrug. “I wouldn’t know. You have two sons.”
He slams his fist on the counter. “I have one son,” he yells, then straightens his shirt.
I hate reminding him of my younger brother, but I don’t want him to know about Melody. No one can know, or she will become a target.
I have enough with guys trying to fuck with her on campus. I see the way they look at her, which invokes the demon inside.
She was forbidden then, and she’s forbidden now. She was too young at the time, and I’m betrothed to a woman who would do anything to make her disappear if she found out how much I wanted her. Melody has no protection on campus. I can’t make her want me. I can’t claim her if she doesn’t consent. Rules are rules.
I’ve already broken so many when it comes to her.
I pull out my phone when a text comes through. I see the pin on her location when she makes it home, and a picture.
Fuck!
