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“You will,” Mom scoffs. “And if you don’t start taking care of yourself now, then you’ll end up with some piece of garbage who just wants to use you.”
I pull down the hem of my shirt, hiding the shorts completely as I try to cover my exposed thighs.
Four years later, my mom says basically the same thing to me. Only this time it’s because my dress is too revealing. Because my breasts have grown bigger than hers, and she hates to see them.
And then, three years later, when the last words she ever spoke to me were punctuated by a slamming door. “You’re a selfish, greedy bitch, and you’ll eventually get what’s coming to you.”
I pry my eyes open.
I don’t really want to be in the present, but it’s better than the past.
Anything is better than the past.
I blink.
What would she think now? My mother.
Would she laugh, gleeful in the knowledge that I’ve finally been used by a man the way she always warned me I’d be? Or would she be jealous that I ended up married to a rich, powerful man?
My vision starts to clear.
The setting sun casts a glow through the SUV, and I vaguely remember Dom grabbing something out of the glove box when we left King’s house.
He didn’t rent this vehicle.
I glance around at the interior, thinking it’s exactly like the one we took to dinner in Vegas.
What did the driver call him when we were leaving my hotel? Boss?
Another level of deceit.
Ringing fills the interior of Dom’s SUV, and KV is displayed on the dashboard.
Dom presses a button on his steering wheel to answer but doesn’t say anything.
It’s quiet for a beat before King’s voice fills the car. “Bring her back.”
I stare at the letters on the screen, not sure how to feel.
Dominic lets out an acidic laugh. “Only took you three and a half hours to decide you want her.”
His words are true. And that’s why they hurt so much.
I turn my gaze out the window, willing that coldness to fill me again.
“I’ve been trying to call her,” King growls at Dom. “She’s not answering her phone.”
My lips tremble, and I hate that I don’t know whether he’s telling the truth.
“Is she with you?” King’s voice is different now. Worried?
I can feel Dom looking at me, but I don’t reply. Not to either of them.
“Dom—” King starts.
“You don’t deserve her.” Dominic ends the call.
No one deserves me.
