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Prologue
Briar
I carefully juggle the coffee mugs in my hands as I pop the bedroom door open with my hip. The shirt I pulled on falls past my panties and is the one he wore last night at the wake. My full breasts jiggle more than those of the women I’ve seen he dates, but he loved them last night. He said he couldn’t get enough of them.
I have a couple of the buttons done up between my breasts, and he can see my white panties if I move just right. I’m hoping the whole effect is sexy and turns him on so he’ll make love to me again. I want to spend the whole day in bed with him. I want him to fulfill the promise he made last night. He said he was going to fuck me so much I wouldn’t be able to walk properly for days. He said other things to me last night too.
“What the fuck are you doing, Briar?” His husky voice hits me, and I slosh the coffee across my hands, burning my skin. My head flies up to see him sitting on the side of the bed. He’s got the sheet pulled across his hips, covering himself. His hair is disheveled, and his eyes keep blinking like he can’t focus. I know he drank quite a bit last night, but he told me over and over that he wasn’t drunk. He knew it was me, and he said he wanted me.
“I got you coffee.” My voice sounds weak and soft, lacking the husky tone my voice usually carries. The one that drove him crazy last night. He wanted me to whisper dirty things in his ear while he moved inside me.
“What the fuck are you doing in my shirt? And nothing else?” He jumps from the bed, dragging the sheet with him. He fastens it around his waist in a tight knot. He then turns and sees the evidence that we made love last night. There’s a slight pink tint on the bed from where he took my virginity. He groans and shoves his hands into his hair, pulling at the strands. I watch the sheet as it starts to slip, but his next words have me looking up to his face. “What the fuck did I do?”
“We made love,” I say, trying to hold the sob in. My heart is tearing apart right here in front of him. I told him I loved him. That I’ve always loved him. He didn’t say it back, but I know he felt the same way. He looked in my eyes when he made love to me the first time. We made love so many times last night. He was insatiable.
“We didn’t make love. We couldn’t have made love. I mean, look at you.”
I gasp at his bitter words, and the sob finally breaks free. My worst fears flash in my mind. I am the fat chick the kids at school called me. I’m never going to find a man to love me because of my weight, just like my mother told me.
“Bri, I didn’t—” Thor starts, but I block out his words and hold up my hands still holding the mugs of coffee.
“No. Don’t. You don’t have to say it. Go fuck yourself, Thor.” I throw the coffee mugs against the wall. I snatch my skirt off the floor and pull it on. My mother made me wear the round black one. I wanted to wear a slimmer skirt, but she said no one would want to look at my fat ass. “All my life I’ve been told how big I am. But I didn’t expect it from you.” I spit the words at him.
“Bri, it’s not that. It’s?—”
“No.” I shake my head as a knock sounds on the front door in the other room.
“Hey, Thor, your girlfriend is here,” Chase yells, and I stand up straighter with my head held high. I won’t let her see what he did to me. How broken I am now.
I’m the other woman.
“I’ll make you pay for this, Thor. I know I’m only good for a fuck.” I spin around and storm out of his bedroom. I slam into her shoulder as I race past her. She’s not as tall as I am and nowhere near as large. She’s a size four, wearing a tight bodycon dress and spiked heels. Who dresses like that at nine in the morning?
I grab my purse off the counter where I left it last night. Barefoot and not caring who else is in the room to see, I commence my walk of shame.
“Bri, is that you?” Chase’s voice breaks into my thoughts, but I keep moving out of the condo. I can’t let him see it too. The fact that I’m just the fat chick no one wants to have on their arm at parties. I’m only good enough to have behind closed doors.
My mom has been on me all my life about my weight, but until today I thought it was just her. Rowan had told me I was what they call a bombshell, but he’s gone now. I won’t ever hear him tease me again. I can’t tell him his best friend just fucked my brains out and we had unprotected sex. It’s a good thing my brother is no longer here because he’d kill Thor for that. My heart breaks into tiny pieces at the thought of Rowan dead and Thor betraying me.
When I reach the street, the rain is raging around me. Seattle weather is like my mood. I walk down the sidewalk until I get to the pier. I look over the side at the churning water. For just a moment, I think about jumping and sinking to the bottom. Never coming up for air. But then I think of Rowan and the fact he won’t get to live his life. That he’s gone forever.
A plan forms as I look at the water.
Revenge.
I won’t give up until I own everything that means something to Thor. I’ll show him and everyone that the fat chick can be more than a fuck buddy.
Chapter 1
Briar
My heels click against the tiled floor as we move through the campus building. The shuffling and other heels clacking behind me lets me know I haven’t lost my upper hand here. I’ve waited so many years to watch him squirm, and today is just the beginning. I won’t be happy until I own most of the shares of his precious company.
“Bri, this isn’t a good idea,” my best friend and the chief executive officer of my company says. Everyone thinks she’s the owner, but that’s because I made her pretend she is.
Most people take one look at me and think I can’t run a company. They are disgusted with how I look. I'm a curvy girl with a bit of extra weight. My boobs are a good double D. My hips are full and not just because of my son, but because I was born this way. I’ve learned that I’m healthy and this is the way my body was made. It still sucks that others call me fat. Society has an image of the perfect Barbie size, and I’m not that.
Once we all board the elevator, I can’t help but take a look at myself in the mirrored doors. I’m in a custom pantsuit today that accentuates my curves. I didn’t plan on this meeting. After receiving a call from an inside man I have on the board, followed by a text message from Summer that something was going down, I dropped everything to be here.
