Page 8 of Sweetest Revenge

A need to ruin her. A need to own her. A need to hear her sweet apologies drop from those pink, plump lips.

The same lips I’d tasted only once in my lifetime but never forgot.

She was sweet as sin, forbidden, and way too young for me, even back then.

But after what she pulled?

I didn’t give a fuck about that anymore.

“Will you buy her?” Dante asked, his tone somewhat hesitant.

“Did you do this on purpose?” I asked. “Are you trying to get fired?”

I shouldn’t get involved with her again. Nothing good would come of it. But now that she was right in front of me? I didn’t have it in me to stop myself.

Maxwell let out a warm chuckle.

“You won’t fire me,” he said.

No, I won’t.

I cursed internally. Without knowing, they’d given me the best gift. But also the greatest curse because there was no way I’d be letting her go.

At least not until I had paid her back in full for all those lies that she’d spewed about me.

I imagined her on her knees, hands tied behind her back, her face messy, painted with my cum as she begged for forgiveness.

She’ll look so beautiful when she’s finally knocked down a peg.

My cock hardened just thinking about it.

Just wait, Addi. You’ll be mine again, and this time there’s nowhere to run.

3

ADDISON

Congratulations, you've been selected to attend…

Blood rushing through my ears drowned out all the noises around me.

No way. I actually did it.

It had only been a day and a half since the welcoming party, and I’d gotten the email saying that I’d been accepted to the auction.

My heart dropped into my stomach when I saw that it was happening this Friday. Less than a week to prepare to sell my body to the highest bidder. My mind raced with worst-case scenarios.

What if I get someone awful? What if we have no chemistry? What if?—

“Addi?” Piper asked, calling me back to the present.

I blinked a few times until she came back into view. Her eyebrows were pushed together, her green eyes showing concern. Her hair was dyed a dark auburn and matched her tanned skin perfectly.

She was the only person from my previous life that kept in touch with me. A friend from high school, and even if it was only for a cup of coffee and a gossip session every other week, I was grateful she was in my life.

“Sorry,” I muttered and took a sip of my coffee that had long since run cold. “You said Kat crashed her father’s car again?”

Piper raised a brow. “His yacht, but that’s beside the point. Are you doing okay?” Her hand grabbed mine. “I know it’s been difficult lately. Do you want me to lend?—”

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