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For the first time in my life, I consider strangling a person.
“Mariah—”
“Your cock!” She points at me. “My pussy!” She points to her cunt.
“What about Chance? I thought you were engaged?”
“I’m doing this for Chance! For us!”
“He won’t mind?”
“He’ll understand and support my decision. His face—and mine—should grace the front covers of magazines and websites. NOT YOURS AND NOT ARIANNE’S!” She shouts that last sentence so loud, I flinch. Her eyes are demented and it’s like she’s foaming at the mouth.
With extreme caution—and without breaking eye contact—I slide my hand under my desk, but this time, I press the first button, which alerts security of a code red situation. They’ll get 911 on the line in a blink of an eye.
“After Arianne was out of our lives, I tried to convince Chance to get rid of the videos and images.” She’s not done spewing shit. “He refused, stating they might come in handy someday. We can finally put them to good use.”
This woman is out of her fucking mind.
“Basically, either option would destroy Arianne,” I say. “If I fuck you, you’ll make sure Arianne knows about it and that would be the end of our relationship. On top of that, she’ll be devastated—”
“Exactly.”
What a piece of shit.
“You should’ve seen the despair on Arianne’s face when my little ruse worked and she thought Chance had knocked me up. Priceless.” The bitch actually laughs.
“If I don’t fuck you—”
“I’d much prefer if you did.”
My anger is about to erupt.
I bite down against my teeth so hard, I’m surprised they don’t shatter inside my mouth.
“If I don’t fuck you,” I say, “Arianne’s image will be destroyed forever because of the sex videos.”
“I knew you’d understand!”
I nod. “Oh, I understand very well.”
It’s mind-boggling how Mariah is determined to hurt Arianne for no apparent reason other than jealousy and envy.
“Arianne will only be left with her three fancy-schmancy degrees to wipe her ass with. No one will want to touch her. No one will want to hire her. No company in their right mind will want to be associated with her. She’ll have to crawl back to Philadelphia and work at Mommy and Daddy’s tacky and God-awful chicken nugget restaurants.”
“Let’s make a deal,” I say.
“I don’t want to—”
“I’ll buy the sex videos off you and we can call it a day.”
“Err…” Mariah is caught off guard. “That’s not an option.”
“Why not?”
She hesitates again.
“Because…” Her words trail. “Because…” she repeats.
