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Everyone nods and smiles. They like that, before they didn’t have a choice. A man wanted them they took them. Now, though, it’s no go.
“And third, Dirty isnotoff limits.” Everyone sucks in a breath, shocked as fuck. Hell, even I’m momentarily shocked at myself.
“But, he’s your old man.” The redhead finally speaks up.
“What’s your name?” I ask her politely.
“It’s Marisa.”
I smile at her. “Dirty isn’t mine anymore. He can fuck whoever he wants, make sure you all pay him extra special attention.”
“But, he’s yours,” stammers another girl.
“That he is, but I’m teaching the fucker a lesson.” I smile evilly and a few smile back, giving each other a look.
This plan I have is in motion and the ladies line up to start their tests. Dirty wants to fuck whores, people that aren’t me, then all the power to him.
I’m going to prove to him I’m better than him, I can get better than him. Be better than him. I’ll play him at his own game. Is it childish of me? Probably. But I’m past the point of caring. I’ll show a front, that it doesn’t bother me, but secretly, I’ll probably go home and cry.
But this is how it has to be. Dirty has to want me over anyone else, otherwise, it won’t be worth it and we’ll be back in the same position we were before.
He has to prove to himself, and to me that he can be loyal. So, for now, he can fuck whoever he wants, and I’ll only take him back if he stops. But I’m going to be around, a lot. Let’s see if he still fucks around then.
I smile to myself. Let the games begin.
Chapter eleven
Dirty
I’m at the clubhouse nursing a beer when the whores all file in for the night. I sink into myself, knowing that Anara probably told them all I’m off limits. Looks like my hand will be my new best friend. Fuck. I’m a dumbass.
“Hey, Dirty,” Marisa purrs coming up to me. I look at her in shock, shouldn’t she be avoiding me.
“What’s up?”
“Oh nothing, just came over to see if you wanted to have some fun tonight.”
My mind is blown right now. What is happening? As I’m about to ask her what the game is, another girl comes up and asks the same question.
What is happening right now? “Anara told us to show you extra special attention, so here we are. Here to service you.”
I stand up, my stool falling backwards.
This has got to be some sick joke. “What’s going on?” I demand answers.
The girls look at me confused. “Nothing, we were just told to show you a good time,” Marisa says.
I shake my head and rush out of the clubhouse and get on my bike. Anara telling the girls to show me a good time isn’t good. It means she’s really done with me. What the fuck? She can’t be done with me, she’s mine.
I pull up to the house and hop off my bike, running to the front door and bang on it. The door opens and there Anara is, inher pajama’s looking as sexy as she always does. “What the fuck is going on, Anara? You said we’d talk.”
She shrugs and leans against the door. “So, talk.”
“What’s with the girls? I thought I was gonna be off limits.”
“What you do is up to you. If you wanna fuck around, go do it.”
“Seriously, what the fuck?”
