Their Final Score: Untouched, Vol 6 of 6
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EvanAnn
Lust & Liars completed 3 book trilogy – Ruin the Good Girl
Welcome to Deimos Academy and Anteros Conservatory where the rules are ignored, the athletes are hot, and no matter how you set the stage someone has to pay.
Lust & Liars - The stage is set, the players in place, and the die is cast
And no matter what happens, we'll ruin the good girl
Enemies to lovers
MFMM
Hot Academy Romance
Completed trilogy
Whisper Pretty Lies
Brutal Little Secrets
Dark Tangled Truths
The only drama I thought I’d have to deal with senior year was directing for my theater program. Instead, my mom moves me in with her surprise rich boyfriend and his over privileged son. He and his friends have zero idea what boundaries are. The lies keep adding up until I don’t know who to trust.
She plays the good girl and everyone else may be convinced. But we know she’s not. We’ll break her down piece by piece until everyone knows exactly what she is and what she did. Every word out of her mouth is a lie. She ruined my life; it’s only fair, we ruin her.
CHAPTER 1
DAMON
School starts in a couple of days. Fuck that shit. I wasn’t even supposed to be here. Not this school, not this town, not even this state. My life is a fucking shit show. Stuck at Deimos Academy for another year, senior year, when I was supposed to be off working toward my NHL dream. But that all got fucked by two people.
“If you want to fuck him up, I’ll hold back his friends,” Hawk Wilker says and hands me a bottle of beer. Conditioning for the season starts next week, so this is it for me. One last fucking hurrah. I take my hockey career seriously, even if my father doesn’t.
“Chase Chadwick.” Cam shakes his head like someone died and cracks his knuckles. “With a name like that, it’s like his parents were begging for their son to get a daily ass whooping.”
These two are my ride or dies. We’ve been friends since grade school and hockey camps. Neither of them is interested in making a living on the ice, but we’ve played together every year. This was supposed to be our first year apart.
It didn’t sit well leaving them behind, but I had to do what was best for my career in the long run. Until fucking Chase Chadwick.
I stretch out my leg, which is still fucked up and aches from the accident. My bike and leathers took the brunt of the pavement along with my helmet. That would have been a mess if I hadn’t been wearing one. In the end, it still tore up the skin on my jaw.
“Say the word, man.” Hawk takes a sip of his beer while we watch Chase drag his girlfriend over to the beer pong table. She hasn’t touched a drop of alcohol and seems so fucking out of place in her jeans and oversized sweatshirt.
The party is outside. It’s the end of summer, but it can still get chilly at night. Her blond hair is up in a messy bun. She doesn’t fit in here. Not with the other girls in their revealing clothes.
The image of her blond hair in his lap—right before their car slammed into me—plays in my head like an instant replay.
“I’ll keep the girl occupied for you two.” Cam smirks. From his lecherous gaze, I know he’s thinking about what she was doing to her boyfriend that night.
The girl is EvanAnn Ward. A fucking thorn in my side. An ant and theater nerd. She’s been in my classes for years, but she’s not noticeable. It’s odd he’s with her, except they’re both in the drama program.
The heat inside me will have to wait because, as much as I’d love to beat the shit out of Chase, my hands are tied. Tonight and every night.
“I can’t touch Chase. At least not physically. Our dads are business partners.” The accident was reported as a hit and run. There are no cameras up in the hills to prove that Chase was the driver. Those fuckers didn’t even realize they’d clipped me. They were a little occupied at the time. Though his car probably has scratches and streaks of my bike’s paint down the side.
Even if he’d been caught, his father would have made it go away.