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Watching her.

I don’t know how much digging he’s done on me...and that’s a problem. People who have underestimated me all my life and...let’s just say they are no longer with us.

God rest their souls.

I snort.

The Marine will underestimate me too, and it will be his undoing.

Then I walk back to my car and climb inside, turning up the stereo. Looks like I’ll need to go elsewhere to get my cock sucked off today.

Briar, you little slut.

Whoever the lucky lady is when I find her is going to get slammed and a nice new red necklace.

Next weekend, Briar is mine to do with as I please once more.

Forever.

Or for as long as I let her live.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

AIDAN

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Clang.

“Christ, you don’t normally lift this much.” Josh groans, straightening as I sit up from the bench.

No, I don’t, and fuck, my arms hurt.

“Working out some stuff,” I mutter and stand, crunching my neck left and right. I can’t get the image of Briar and her husband together out of my head.

I could lie and say I was going to visit her on Sunday, but I wasn’t. I was sitting outside her building in one of the BHS vehicles when she walked out onto the sidewalk.

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