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If Beckett spent the last half hour locked in his office with Mariah wearing one of her legendary slut outfits, it can only mean one thing.

“Your cousin is a hell of a woman—”

I lift a hand, interrupting him. “I don’t need to know more, Beckett.”

“This isn’t what you think,” he says.

Here we go again.

I let out a sarcastic laugh. “Isn’t that what they always say?”

His head jerks back at the accusation.

“Are you putting me in the same category as your lowlife ex?” he asks.

“He’s lying to your face!” Mariah says. “You’re blind, Arianne. He was trying to have sex with me.”

I shoot Beckett an icy glare and open my mouth to spit a tirade of anger in his face, but he precedes me.

He points a finger at Mariah. “Shut up, you lying bitch!”

I didn’t expect that.

He fixes his gaze on me.

His eyes are as thunderous as a cyclone.

I stare at him, disappointment and hurt beating hard against my chest.

“Do you think I’m as reprehensible as Chance?” he asks.

I sigh.

“Answer me, dammit!”

“Beckett, this isn’t the first time I’ve gone through this shit with Mariah. She’s come after every boyfriend I’ve ever had. She pulverized my relationship with Chance within a matter of days… and now she wants you.” I heave a heavy breath. “You want her?” I point at the slut. “You can have her.” I swallow a lump in my throat.

Beckett’s blue eyes turn dark gray as he studies me.

I grow uncomfortable under his piercing gaze.

“If you think I’d choose your cousin over you, Arianne, you know nothing about me and that’s disappointing.”

I’m taken aback by the weight of his words.

“What am I supposed to think?” I throw at him as my mind struggles to make sense of things.

Betrayal.

Humiliation.

Pain.

It all comes flooding like a raging river. It’s all déjà vu in my world.

“You really think I’d want to fuck that, Arianne?” He points an agitated finger at Mariah.

“I… I…” I’m confused. “This is how Mariah operates…”

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