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I wait until she’s gone to speak.
“That was unnecessary, Father.”
“Once you are married, Andrushka.” He waves his hand dismissively. “Then you will understand what I’ve had to face for years.”
“A loving wife who’s forced to endure her ungrateful husband?”
His aim is quick, and his rings will leave a mark this time. I toss my head a few times, letting my hair fall back into place, and I mask my expression to show nothing. As a boy, I stared up at him. But now, I tower over him, immune to his hate.
But not his blows.
“I want my grandsons.” He scoffs as he heads for the car. “Be good for something other than sucking at my teat, you ungrateful whelp.”
And just like that, he leaves me alone with my black thoughts.
Somewhere above the stairs, I hear the familiar sound of Mother crying as my fist clenches in anger.
What a wonderful start to a wedding.
Chapter 1
Paige
Oh damn, that hurts.
Another cramp jabs deep into my gut as I push open the apartment door. I grip the doorframe so hard that I imagine the wood splintering under my bare hands. My fucking period is a day early, and it is coming with a vengeance. I forgot my makeup bag—the one filled with tampons and Advil—when I left this morning for my first gig. And I’m having serious regrets.
I push the front door shut. Another cramp slams through me like liquid lightning. The first day is always the worst, but I can’t afford to miss the gig tonight—a wedding at the posh Twin Rivers Country Club.
I hate shooting weddings, but this one is willing to shell out more zeros than I’ve ever seen.I should’ve charged more.
A moan of pain slips out through my gritted teeth as I hobble into the kitchen for water. The Advil is in the bedroom. If I could stay home, I’d climb into bed with a heating pad. Another moan slips out, but this time, it continues even when I shut my mouth.
My cramps double me over as I detour through the kitchen and into the hallway toward the master bedroom. I hear another moan and wonder why Tim is home in the middle of the day. He didn’t look sick when we left the apartment together this morning.
Concern hurries my erratic steps. Tim moans again.
That’s not a sick moan … I realize. That’s a sex moan.
Oh my God. Is he in there masturbating? Ever since he proposed last year, our sex life has fallen off a cliff. I get myself off too. No shame in it. But he came home just to jerk off?
I pause at the door, unsure if I want to see this. But I need my fucking Advil. If it’s weird, I’ll shut the door again, knock, and pretend that I saw nothing.
Without hesitation, I push the door open and the most unimaginable sight greets me.
Tim is lying on our bed with his feet dangling off the edge and his jeans around his ankles. His hands are raised in surrender toward the ceiling as his eyes are squeezed shut, moaning with pleasure as our mutual friend Carole sucks on his dick.
“Oh fuck, yeah. I’m going to eat you so hard,” he moans, holding the back of her head with one hand.
My cramps have completely vanished. Transfixed, I watch Carole swallow Tim down to the base. Her eyes water and leave a trail of mascara on each cheek. I should be saying something. I should yell at them. But instead, I stand there in total shock as I watch helplessly. Her? He’s cheating on me withher?Inmyapartment? Onmybedsheets?
“Yeah, that’s it.” Tim goads her on, banging one fist on the mattress as another moan punches past his lips. “Oh, that’s the best blowjob I ever had!” Tim grabs her head tighter, holding it in place as he stiffens on our bed.
I gasp, and Carole’s gaze latches onto mine. It remains there until she finally pulls her mouth off him with a loud smack that echoes in the humid room as Tim catches his breath.
The bitch has the audacity to sit up andsmirkat me!
I ignore her and fling the door wide open with a bang. “The best you ever had, Tim?”You piece of shit!
