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Since Dad…
Since what happened.
I shook my head, savoring the burn starting up in my legs. The wind tugging at the ends of my loose ponytail.
What was done was done, and now, because of my father’s incredible stupidity, I might just have a chance to do what he couldn’t: escape the life I was born into.
Since Mom left a few years back, Aunt Humphrey was now the only person standing between me and the streets. After it happened, I thought I was fucked. Being eighteen meant that I was completely on my own. I’d have made do. Dropped out of my shitty high school and worked as many jobs as I needed to in order to keep a roof over my head.
Hell, I had already been paying most of the rent for Dad anyway. But then she showed up in her fancy town car with her ridiculous hat and an offer of a lifetime.
Aunt Humphrey and Dad didn’t get along. I could see why, the woman was completely insufferable, and Dad was...well,Dad. About as much her opposite as opposites went.
She offered to take me off his hands when I was practically still in diapers so that he could spend the formula money on gambling. A proposition I bet my left kidney he considered well and good before turning down.
It almost felt like a betrayal taking her up on her offer now, knowing he’d refused her before.
It was too tempting to turn down, though. Only an idiot would.
She offered a comfortable allowance, to pay for my education, and buy me a small flat in the city, but it came with a caveat; I was to spend my final year of high school at Briar Hall, stay out of trouble, and get accepted into a good college by the end of the term.
If I could do that, she would set me up for a whole new life. The escape I’d always dreamed of back in Lennox was within my reach. All I needed to do was follow a few rules and be a good little Ava Jade, and I could have it.
I snorted through heavy breaths as I ran, giving my head a shake. As long as the privileged offspring of the wealthy and famous here at rich bitch academy stayed out of my way, it would be easy as pie. I could act the part of a nice girl and keep my head down for another nine-ish months, right?
Damn right.
Acrackin the distance made me slow, tugging out an earbud to scan the trees, my free hand in my pocket, curled around the slender metal of my blade. I thought I saw a flicker of movement, but I couldn’t be sure it wasn’t just a trick of the slow-growing dawn light.
Shit. I needed to be getting back anyway. With one more good look, I decided there was nothing there and turned around. My skin prickled as phantom eyes followed me all the way back to the manicured lawn.
“Are you sure you locked it?”
Mrs. June’s voice came out in a rough pant as I shoved her over the edge of the pew, lifting her long skirt and nudging her legs apart with my knees.
“It’s locked,” I told her, though honestly, I couldn’t remember if I had. Didn’t really give a shit.
I ran a hand down the line of her thick ass, flicking her skin-tone panties aside to press two fingers against her opening. Her hands lifted to grip the back of the next pew as a stuttering moan left her lips.
She was already so wet for me. She always was.
“You like that, Care?”
“Call me Mrs. June,” she cried as I shoved them inside of her, feeling her pussy clench around the digits.
I unbuckled my jeans and let them drop, exposing my hard on to the cool air in the chapel only for a second before I buried it into the heat of her cunt, not bothering to give her time to adjust. Groaning, I slapped her ass, leaving a bright cherry-red handprint behind.
“Yes,” she cried out, and I reached forward, clamping a fist around the prim little bun of blonde hair at the nape of her neck.
“Quiet,” I hissed. Not because I gave a flying fuck if anyone heard her, but because it ruined it for me when they spoke. She moaned as I eased out, driving back into her hard and fast, pulling so sharply on her hair that a whimper escaped her lips.
Her manicured nails dug into the old wood of the pew as I fucked her like a man starved. Until her little moans turned to startled cries, and she wriggled beneath me, trying to tug her hair free from my grasp.
“Rook!” she croaked between my thrusts, and I bent over her, wrapping my other hand around her dainty little neck as I drove into her from behind. I never really liked blondes, but Mrs. June had the body and the willingness to oblige mytastesto make up for that.
“Shut up,Mrs. June.”
My hips pounded against her ass, no doubt turning them as red as her pretty neck as I increased my speed, battering her against the pew until the thing started to come loose where it was bolted to the floor. Fucking her until all of my frustration was spent and the image of Randy’s pale corpse faded from my mind.
