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I tilt my lips up and stare into her blue eyes, filled with genuine sincerity and shrug casually. “Sex injury. No big deal.”

Her lips part as a soft gasp releases, her eyes narrowing as if she’s ready to pounce me and claw at my throat like a vicious animal.Just the reaction I was hoping for.

“Uh, I’m going to get going, Viola. I’ll see you next week.” Her little fun toy grabs his things, and this time, she doesn’t stop him.

She crosses her arms and keeps her eyes locked on mine long after the front door clicks. We’re alone again, which has already proven not to be a good thing.

“You aren’t blinking,” I say, furrowing my brows.

She finally moves, collecting her books and storming off.

“Okay, then!” I yell as she stomps down the hallway. “Good talk.”

I shake my head and decide to shut the TV off and jump in the shower instead. I need a release after dealing with her.

VIOLA

I hear the bathroom door shut, and the shower starts a moment later. This is my chance to get the asshole back.

I wait a few minutes and plan my revenge. After grabbing a few large garbage bags, I head to his room and clean out the couple of drawers he has filled. Then I head to his closet and stuff all his expensive suits and shirts in another bag. I grab everything from his boxer shorts to his bed sheets.

If that motherfucker wants to take my towel and clothes to humiliate me, he’s going to have to walk out of the damn house to get his back.

A devilish smile breaks across my face, and soon, the adrenaline takes over my body. I head to the linen closet and grab all the towels and put them in another bag. I know I’m running out of time, so I quickly collect all the bags and drag them to the door. Before I walk out, I run back in, lock Drew’s bedroom door, and tiptoe into the bathroom. I collect his towel and clothes off the floor, leaving him with absolutely nothing. Then just for fun, I flush the toilet and dash out of the door as fast as I can, hearing him scream at me in the distance.

Take that, asshole.

Rushing to the door, I grab the three bags and run out of the house. I open the trunk to my car and stuff them all inside.

If he wants them, he’s going to have to come get them—naked.

“Viola!” I hear him yell from the bathroom shortly after I walk back inside the house. “Goddammit, Viola.”

I bite my lip to keep the satisfied smile from forming. “What?” I yell from the other side of the bathroom door.

“You know what,” he hisses.

“Idon’tknow.”

“You don’t think I’ll walk out there naked?” He pulls open the door and peeks out. “Because I will.”

“Do what you gotta do.” I shrug as if it’s no big deal to see Travis’s naked behind. “But that’ll be another violation of the house rules,” I say matter-of-factly, knowing damn well they don’t mean a thing to him anyway.

He rolls his eyes and opens the door all the way, exposing his wet muscled-and-tattooed self.Fuck. I didn’t think this all the way through. “Real mature, V.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I keep my eyes down, resisting the urge to look at him again.

He mutters a few curse words before walking around me and going down the hall to his bedroom.

Oh, Travis. The fun has just only begun.

No one said this was about maturity. This was about winning. Travis King needs his ego taken down a few notches.

Leaning against the wall, I wait for the moment he realizes what I’ve done. If he doesn’t notice his sheets missing right away, he’ll notice once he goes to put his shorts on.

I wait and wait and wonder what the hell he’s doing in there. Finally, I hear the door opening and footsteps coming my way. I slowly look up, preparing for the death stare, but instead, he looks completely indifferent. I blink, thinking I must be imagining things, but then I look down and gasp.

Oh my God.

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