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“Tori, listen,” Donald started, moving between my sister and me. “She’s seventeen, and I’ve invited her to live with me.”

I swatted at his face once again, connecting with his cheek. “Stay away from my sister, you rapist piece of shit!”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about. Stop being a crazy person, Victoria,” he tried to shut me up.

But it was too late. My top had already popped.

“Fuck you, Donald!” I yelled.

I snatched Gracie’s arm and began to pull her behind me. I turned, and when I did, I face-planted into a wall of heat. I knew his scent the second I gasped.

Koah.

He was there, looking down at me in confusion, but the second he looked over my head at Donald, red rage filled his eyes. I knew he had heard every word.

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“Fuckyou,Donald!”Sheballed up her fists and looked ready to strike.

Then she grabbed Gracie’s arm and turned, running right into me. I grabbed the tops of her arms, holding her to me—chest to chest—and her heart drilled against me.

First of all, why the fuck was Donny B. touching my woman? Second, I had never seen Tori that fired up with anyone but me, and it sent off warning bells.

It didn’t matter. He had touched my woman, and for that, I would kill him, and I would do it slowly.

Then my brain spun as something else struck me.

Donald?

Since when did anyone call Donny B. Donald? And why the fuck was Tori calling him by his government name as if she knew him?

The pieces floated around me, slowly coming together until the picture became clear. Everything came to a halt, the world around me disappeared, and it was as if a vacuum sucked out the air around us.

Fucking Donald.

My mind returned to a memory with Tori, and her words came crashing over me.

“Tell me who hurt you. Give me the fucker’s name. I’ll find him, and I’ll kill him.”

“All I remember is his first name was Donald, but I don’t want to drudge up old memories. Promise me you’ll keep my secrets, Koah. Promise me you’ll bury them with your own.”

My body shook, and everything around me began to spin. I moved Tori to the side, and rage exploded from within. Nothing else mattered, and without thinking, I charged Donny B.

“You motherfucker! I’ll kill you!”

He lifted his hands and chuckled. “I barely touched her, my dude. She was swinging on me.”

Gripping his collar, I pulled him close to my face, not wanting everyone around us to hear what I was about to say.

“You know what the fuck I’m talking about, you rapist piece of shit.”

The side of his mouth lifted, and he shook his head, trying to make it seem like nothing. “Come on, man. We were kids fucking around. She wanted it as much as I did.”

I saw red. My temples ached with the force of my blood blowing through my brain.

“She was fourteen, you sick fuck!”

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