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The malice in his voice had me scrambling from his lap, but when a sharp pain ripped through my skull, I realized Victor still had a firm hold on my hair.

Tears pooled in my eyes as I dropped to my knees. “Victor,” I whimpered.

“Tell me to stop, Makayla.”

Our battle of wills had escalated to a new level. It was too late to back down. Victor would still win, but the strong, confident girl I’d shoved aside—in exchange for Victor’s affection—lifted her chin in a silent challenge.Bring it on, Victor.

When he tugged my face forward, I instinctively moved my hands to grasp his thighs. With his free hand, he grabbed his dick and angled it at my mouth. More precum leaked from the tip as he brushed it over my lips.

“Open for me,” he demanded huskily.

I parted my lips, flattening my tongue, and in one swift move, he shoved his cock to the back of my throat. My fingers clenched the fabric of his pants as I gagged around him, struggling to breathe.

“Suck it hard,” he grunted, driving my mouth over his cock. “That’s it, my littlewhore.” He enunciated the word, wielding it like a weapon, slicing at old wounds.

Tears spilled down my cheeks, and my heart cracked piece-by-piece until there was nothing left. But then a small voice in my head reminded me that right now, I was the one in control. I flicked my gaze up to him, determined to end this. Closing my eyes, I hollowed my cheeks. I wouldn’t be the only one on my knees when this was over.

His breaths became ragged and his thighs tensed under my knuckles. He was close.

My jaw was throbbing as saltiness coated my tongue.

“Fuck.” Victor threw his head back, a loud roar ripping from his chest as hot semen spilled down my throat.

He pulled me back, his cock slipping from my mouth, both of us gasping for breath as I wiped saliva from my chin.

He leaned in until we were face-to-face. “You said you wanted the man you fell in love with,” he said condescendingly, before smashing his lips against mine. “This is that man.”

He released my hair, and I fell back on my ass. I scrambled over to the adjacent sofa and curled up at the end, wrapping my arms around my legs to cover my partially naked body, shaking my head in disgust as I swiped the tears from my cheeks.

He pushed up from the sofa and righted his clothes as if he didn’t just treat me like a sex toy. “You think some skimpy lingerie is going to distract me?” He shook his head in annoyance. “If you’re going to play games, Makayla, you should never underestimate your opponent.”

I held my breath, staring at him with hurt and anger, waiting for an apology or even a look of remorse, but instead he picked up his bags and walked out.

He was right. I had underestimated him.

Victor doesn’t lose.

Healwayswins.

ONE

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“Makayla Hawkins.”

I commit the name to memory the moment she crosses the stage to collect her diploma. Her big blue eyes and captivating smile appear on the overhead screens flanking all three sides of the stage.

After the diplomas are handed out and the graduates are seated, I slip outside the auditorium to where other family members are already waiting to greet the new grads. Finding shade under an oak tree, I pull out my phone and scroll through my emails. Several minutes pass before commotion drags my attention to the doors as graduates spill out of the building.

I spot her immediately.

With her cap clutched to her chest, she arches her neck and searches the crowd. A gust of wind blows past, catching her long blonde hair and twisting it around her face. She reaches up and tucks the wayward strands behind her ears.

How is it that a simple action can be so alluring?

She’s heavenly.A goddess among mortals.

An angel.

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