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“Got it.” We all nod, even Reign as she grins at us.
“This is so hot,” she whispers and winks at Raff. “Remember that voice and use it later.”
He tugs at his mask. “You got it, Miss Harrow.”
Crouching, I lean in and kiss her. “See you inside, criminal.” Cil and I rush through the trees and into position, ready to help our girl get her revenge.
Nobody fucks with Reign Harrow.
TWENTY-SIX
The back door is unlocked just like Cil said, and Raff slips through first. I’m really hoping they cut the cameras or we are going to be in a whole lot of trouble. I don’t really give a fuck, though, because she has this coming. She needs to understand that she can’t go around ruining lives and get away with it. There are some things her and her daddy’s money can’t buy—not just class, but safety.
She fucked my fiancé, but worst of all, she betrayed me. She hurt me and then sold my pain for everyone to use as fodder. The bitch deserves it, and I plan to make her aware of that. Raffiel leads the way through the house and up the stairs, silent as a mouse. I try to copy his movements, but he’s like a shadow. I know these guys are some sort of prior military, but they are fucking good.
There’s music playing—Tucker’s of course—when we reach the upstairs. I’ve never been to this house, so it must be new, and there are photos of her everywhere. Nothing else. How boring. We find her dancing around in her pajamas in a dressing room filled with jewelry, perfume bottles, bags, and clothes. She’s completely oblivious. I hear a whisper of movement and turn to see Astro and Cillian strolling down the corridor. Cillian is eating an apple, which makes me grin. They are so casual about breaking and entering, I wonder how many times they have done it before and why I find it so hot.
But where’s Dal?
I turn to peek around the door once more and Raff points up. I follow his finger, and my mouth drops open when I see Dal casually sitting on a beam in the ceiling, his legs swinging back and forth. How the fuck?
A scream splits the air and there’s a crash. I glance back to see Sal screaming and throwing her phone at us. Raff pulls me out of the way and stomps on it so she can’t call the cops as they enter the room. I linger in the doorway as they cross their arms and take their positions.
“Get out! I’ll call the police!” she yells, her eyes wide with fear. When they don’t speak, she steps back. “Who are you? What do you want?”
It’s now or never.
Who do I want to be?
Do I just want to walk away and be the bigger and better person?
I debate it before I realize the necklace I bought Tucker is hanging around her neck. Yeah, fuck being the bigger person. This bitch deserves it. They say those who seek vengeance should dig two graves, and I will. One for her and one for him.
Stepping into the room, I lean against the door as she looks around, debating running. “I wouldn’t,” I say.
She frowns, squinting at me. “Reign, is that you?”
Ripping the mask up, I grin at her as I ruffle my hair. “Guilty.”
She covers her heart as she sags. “Jesus, you scared the shit out of me. What is this? Some sort of hazing for a new TV show?” She rearranges her tits.
“Fuck, you’re dumb.” I shrug as I kick the door shut, and Cil steps before it to block her from escaping. “This isn’t a show, Sal. This is us having a little talk. No cameras, no recordings. Just you and me. It’s a little overdue, don’t you think? After all, you told me today that you wanted to catch up.” I fake pout as she stiffens, glancing around nervously.
“Reign.” She laughs anxiously. “We could have set up dinner or something. This is a little weird. How about we go and get a drink? I can call us—”
“Will you shut up?” I snap, and her mouth shuts with an audible click. “Fuck, you never stop talking. Is it to cover your insecurities? Be the loudest in the room and they’ll never realize you don’t belong?”
Her eyes flare wide. “Stop it,” she snaps. “Get out right now. It’s not my fault you had a mental breakdown or some shit. You know what, Reign? I’m glad you’re back. I’m glad you get to see what everyone really thinks of you. You deserve everything that happened to you.”
“Me? How the fuck did I deserve my best friend sleeping with my fiancé and selling the story?”
“You never even wanted him anyway!” she yells. “We both know that, so don’t lie to me. He was just a way to make yourself feel better. You might have even loved him, but he wasn’t for you and you know it, so don’t come here, playing the victim. You forget that I know you, Reign. I know all the evil shit and games you played. I know all your dirty little secrets.”
“Is that a threat?” I murmur.
“Need me to spell it out? I thought I was the dumb one.”
Dal drops down behind her, and she spins, stumbling back. “Watch your mouth,” he warns. “They told me I can’t kill you, but if you insult her again, I will forget their orders.”
