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CHAPTER5
Owen
I have to get the fuck out of here before I destroy something… orsomeone.I’ve had a joint and two bumps of coke, but it didn’t help. It never does. There’s only one thing that can relieve the pressure building inside me, but after what happened with Penny, I don’t dare.
My phone vibrates in my pocket.
Sterling:where r u? ur missing all the fun. Wilders getting girls 2 skinny dip.
I huff out a sour laugh. Sterling might be one of my closest friends, but we have vastly different definitions of the wordfun.As I’m slipping my phone back into my pocket, I glimpse a figure further down the hall.
A black Gucci gown hugs a plump, curvy ass. The girl wearing it is wasted, ricocheting off the hallway wall every few steps.
My cock stirs when I realize she’s alone.
Hasn’t she heard? There’s a monster roaming these halls.
It’s not the dress that caught my attention though. It’s herhair.Platinum blonde, it hangs in soft waves to her shoulder blades, swaying over her bare skin as she totters from side to side.
I can’t help but follow like a wolf tracking the scent of a baby lamb.
She doesn’t seem to notice that I’m stalking her, but in her inebriated state I doubt she’d notice a bomb going off beside her.
The gentlemanly thing to do would be to take her into the kitchen, feed her some coffee, and tell her how lucky she is that agoodguy found her while she waits for her cab.
But that would be a lie. I’m not a good guy. I don’t think I ever was.
The appetite I’ve been suppressing for what feels like fucking years has reached the tipping point. So I follow the poor little drunk girl deeper into Liam’s mansion, my cock growing harder with every step.
I’d love to know where she’s going. This area is off limits to general partygoers. Liam even has staff posted at the main staircase to turn away anyone wanting to come up here. But there are other ways to reach this floor. She must have been here before.
Gucci Girl stumbles around a corner, hits the wall, and almost topples over. She’s jarred enough that she turns to look in my direction. We lock gazes through our masks—hers a glittery version of my creepy Wendigo skull—but she’s too far gone to sense danger. She merely pushes a lock of white hair out of her face and keeps stumbling down the hall.
I’ve seen a few girls with white hair, most of them with darker roots showing. But either this girl just dyed her hair, or she’s a natural blonde.
The thought excites me. There’s a memory trapped in my head of a girl with white hair that looked as natural as the curves of her body.
She was bound, panting and moaning while someone fucked her from behind.
I turn the corner and stop to stare as the girl lets herself into Liam’s bedroom.
What the fuck?
My phone vibrates. Sterling speaks as soon as I accept the call. “Where’d you disappear to, bro?”
I almost think he’s referring to the mystery girl in Liam’s bedroom. But I doubt Liam’s told them that this is how he plans to even the score between him and his fiancée, if that’s even the case.
“I’m busy,” I tell him, keeping an eye on the door so I’ll know if the girl slips out while I’m talking to him.
“You can jerk off after you’ve turned down every girl at this rager. But for you to turn them down, you kinda have to meet them first. And I’ve got somefinespecimens for you to—”
“Where’s Liam?”
Sterling laughs. “You’re hurting my feelings, bro. Here I am, diligently hunting down some strange for my friend, and you—”
“Is he there with you?”
“Fuck, Owen. Yeah, he’s here. Wanna talk to him?” Sterling sounds sarcastic, but I know I’ve pissed him off. I’ll have to make it up to him, but right now I have to figure out what the fuck this girl is doing up here in the middle of the Summer Burnout.
