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“We’re not being soft,” Kash retorted. “I’m just saying that what you’re planning could send her on a downward spiral. And not in the way you want. It could end up catastrophically. People can only take so much at one time.”

I bit my lip as I mulled that over. He was right and it just pissed me off even more. “Fine,” I relented, my shoulders dropping in defeat. “Plus, I need her on Friday anyways. I’m taking her to my mom’s whether she likes it or not.”

Jameson reeled back, not expecting that at all. “Why?”

“My mom wants to have a family dinner with me and my brother’s new family. Apparently, he has a baby now. But I’mmaking Everleigh go, too.” If I had to suffer through it, I wouldn’t be doing it alone. Plus, it would get under Dakota’s skin which just sweetened the deal. It would be easier to get her to go with me if I wasn’t actively destroying her life. Hell, she’d probably still refuse. But I knew I could convince her somehow. Even if she had no idea where the hell we were going until we got there.

I’d give Everleigh the rest of the week to calm down some before doing anything major. I still had a few small tricks up my sleeve that would do some damage, too. So, I’d stick with those and then attack her full force on Monday.

“Is that a good idea?” Kash questioned. “It might just backfire and piss you off even more.”

It probably would. But that was a good thing. I needed to stay pissed, that way I wouldn’t feel guilty about all of the things I planned on doing to her. Not that I would, but just in case.

“What is your deal, Rivera?” I snapped, annoyance flaring within me. “Are you suddenly starting to grow a conscience?”

He rolled his eyes. “No,Banks. I’m just wondering how far you intend on taking this.”

“Until I’m satisfied.” I shrugged. “You were all for it a few weeks ago. Did seeing her cry make you feel bad?” I taunted. “That’s just the tip of the fucking iceberg.”

“No,” he growled, his hands curling into fists at his sides.

“You seem to have forgotten what she did to me. She fucking cheated on me with my own brother.”

Kash narrowed his eyes at me. “Three years ago. She did that shit three years ago. You’re acting like it just happened. And while hurting her for it is appealing, I don’t think we need to hit her so strongly. That entire situation still doesn’t make sense to me.” He sighed, running his hands through his dirty blonde hair. “Have you even talked to her about it?”

My body was vibrating with rage with how fast the tables had turned. What the fuck was happening right now? “There’s nothing to talk about,” I gritted out. “I know what I walked in on.”

He nodded in response, a stitch forming between his brows as he thought about it more. “It’s just weird that she didn’t want to fuck me or Jameson despite having the permission to and went after someone she knew would be completely off-limits—someone she barely even knew. It just doesn’t add up. That’s all.”

As usual, he was right. She’d never shown any interest in Dakota. I’d been completely blindsided by her betrayal, which just made it worse. It happened completely out of left field. It was something that had kept me up on a number of occasions. But Briley said that’s the day she found out that her mom was sick. So maybe she just acted recklessly out of pain. But that didn’t make it better. She knew I was coming. She’d fucking texted me and told me she was heading to my house. Had she wanted me to walk in on that?

It didn’t matter.

None of it did. She still fucked me over in the end, regardless of why she did it. I couldn’t expect my two friends to hold the same amount of hatred for her as I did. They weren’t the ones on the receiving end. Not in the way I had been. I knew they’d do what they had to. She still hurt them in a way, and they’d have my back regardless. Even if they were questioning my methods, they wouldn’t back down. I could at least count on them forthat, if anything.

“It doesn’t matter anymore,” I said simply. “It wasn’t like he’d forced himself on her.”

If he had, I never would have faulted Everleigh for it. I would have destroyed my brother completely, rather than just delivering a few blows to his face. But that’s not what had happened. There was no point in drawing up hypotheticals.

Jameson nodded. “That’s true. We’ll do whatever you need of us.” He glanced over at Kash who nodded in response to that, albeit a bit reluctantly.

“Good.”

Out of the two of them, I’d expected Jameson to be the one to develop a guilty conscience. He’d been closer with Evie and shared parts of himself with her that I’m sure he hasn’t shared with us. So, I was a bit surprised to find that it was Kash who was faltering. He could be more twisted than me at times. Maybe going after her sister was a low blow, even for him, though. But he would still do what he had to. Even if he felt some kind of way about it.

Our phones all went off in synchronization, and I had no doubt that it had to do with that stupid Facebook group we were all in. Jameson pulled his phone out first and clicked in the notification, his eyebrows furrowing.

“Something you want to tell us, asshole?” he demanded, directing a glare at me.

My stomach twisted as I fished out my cell and countered his movements. There was a video at the top of the feed. The caption already told me what was in that video, though.Everleigh can’t seem to stay out of the spotlight, it seems. Hope her boyfriend doesn’t mind. #Cheatingwhore #PDA #Gettingitonwithmrbillionaire.

I clicked on the video and turned the volume up. The camera shifted for a moment, making it difficult to see, but when Everleigh stepped out into the light, everything was visible. Whoever had taken this one had been extremely close to us. Probably lurking right around the building of the girls locker room.

We argued back and forth for a moment, our words pretty clear for the viewers. Unlike the last one they’d taken of Everleigh and Lucas. They’d been standing further away at thatpoint. Someone had to be following her around. They wouldn’t randomly just capture these things, not at the times they’d been taken.

My hand slipped down her shirt in the video, and I pinched her nipple, making her yelp while my other hand was firm around her throat. Kash and Jameson were watching from their own devices, their expressions unreadable.

Kash laughed when she kneed me in the dick, making me buckle to my knees on the hard ground. They were still sore from that incident. She threaded her fingers through my hair and told me not to touch her again right before she spat in my face.

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