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Although after that little stunt at the track, I wonder if secretly she’s a freak in the sheets. Why did she go back to the track? I’ve never seen her there before the last time and it was obvious to see she didn’t belong.

Perhaps she’s rebelling against the bullshit spewing from her hypocritical dad’s lips. If that’s the case, maybe she’s not a virgin.

“Fuck me,” I groan, shifting my aching dick. Her creamy skin glowed in the lowlights. The prettiest pink nipples I’ve ever seen dared me for a taste which is why I gave into temptation and touched her.

Soft, like satin and oh-so-fucking smooth. She was so responsive that I can only imagine what it would have been like if I took it further.

Luckily, someone came along before I made a huge mistake. Fucking her would have come with consequences I have no plans to accept, especially because she’s still in high school.

Jail-fucking-bait. While she's sitting home doing homework, I’m out hunting down our enemies…and it’s not to grab a beer and chat about territory.

Nope, those men are running scared for a reason. Thoughts of which send a chill down my spine.

She’s a good girl with an asshole dad. I’m just an asshole. I might like to play but that’s where it would end.

I’m not about to set up house like my brother. Fuck no.

My phone rings, breaking me from my thoughts, and with one hand on the wheel, I put it on speaker.

“What?”

“Bro,” Duke says.

“Yeah?”

“Joker told me to call you. Something about meeting him at the track.”

Fuck. I forgot. As soon as I saw Lilli, I had to get her out of there. It’s clear from the way she was gazing at everything that she’s too fucking naive to protect herself.

Once she met my gaze, I confirmed she was also fucked up. Why the fuck do I care whether she’s out getting high? She ain’t my problem but I swooped in anyway and like an idiot, I left Joker high and dry while I brought the little troublemaker home.

This is why I don’t do this shit. Women are trouble, no matter the form they take.

“Got it,” I mutter. “I need you tomorrow.”

“Okay, what…uh, gotta go.”

“Wait. What the fuck, Duke?”

“Look, it’s Miriam’s sister. I’ll call you back.”

He hangs up before I can question him further and I shake my head. If that’s sweet little Lilli, I might have to spank her ass for not listening.

Lilli

Hoping I can lie and get away with it, I sneak through my window on tenterhooks only to slump when no one emerges with the belt.

Shoot. Maybe they didn’t notice?

“You thought you could bring sin to my house?” Daddy yells.

Glancing up, I tiptoe to the door, spying Mercy with her head poking out of her room when I step into the hall.

Rachel appears above her and meets my stare with a glare which I ignore, before tiptoeing down the hall toward Daddy’s shouts.

“You little whore,” he says, and I pause on the threshold to the living room.

My head is still spinning from the combination of alcohol and drugs that I consumed and I’m regretting every bit of it as I peek around the wall.

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