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“You think?” I mutter before I can stop myself, and Trent chuckles.
Bastard.
Also, if I wasn’t scared before, now I’m positively terrified. His laughter screams of a promise to hurt me. I look back at him, and just as I suspected, he’s leaning up against the wall. Legs crossed casually. Arms folded across his chest.
But that’s not the frightening part. It’s more than the laughter. It’s the look he’s giving me. He is downright ecstatic. He’s gleaming in pure triumph.
He won.
He knows it, and now I do as well.
Chapter
Eleven
TRENT
I love watching her squirm.
She does this little thing when her brows furrow and her nose scrunches. A dozen thoughts flash behind her eyes. No doubt, fantasies of my murder. Replayed in a gruesome fashion. She wants me gone. Out of her life.
It’s a wish I’ll never grant.
If not for the fact that I’m dead set on ruining her, watching her get pissed is a bonus. It’s better than playing poker. Almost better than when a stock tip pays off big, too.
Almost.
She looks like she barely slept.
Dressed in old sweats and a ripped hoodie, it looks like she pulled an all-night drinking bender. Dark circles line the bottom of her eyes. The skin is puffy, like she was crying.
I don’t know her backstory. I don’t know her struggles. There had to be some for that fire inside her to build. She’s the feistiest woman I’ve ever met. So, princess may not be the most accurate term to describe her, but it’s what she was to my father.
Bonus points for driving her insane, which is fun and why I have no intention of giving it up.
That would be too easy.
I don’t do easy.
“Come in,” Mr. Baker says, scrambling to pull out a chair for her.
I stay silent and continue to stare at her, wondering what my father saw in her. Not that she’s not gorgeous. She is. With brown hair and light-blue eyes, she has a forbidden and exotic look to her.
Was my dad banging her, too?
It’s the only scenario that makes a lick of sense.
My father wouldn’t have left everything to her over a fatherly relationship, considering he didn’t have a paternal bone in his body.
Payton looked shell-shocked when her sister accused her of fucking him at the will reading, but she could be a good actress.
What else could it be?
I’ll find out the truth.
I’ll get to the bottom of it.
I don't care what it takes. This is my new goddamn mission.
