Page 65 of Devil's Bargain

I storm over and snatch my bag. “You’re not getting any more money!”

“You ungrateful little bitch!” she screams, then slaps me across the face.

My head snaps to the side and I reel back, cradling my reddening cheek. I stare at her in disbelief. She’s never hit me before. “Mom?”

“Give me the bag!”

I shake my head no.

“GIVE ME THE BAG!” she screams, spit flying from her mouth.

“No, Mom!” My eyes sting with tears. I clutch the bag to my chest when she tries to pull it off me.

“Give me the bag, you ungrateful shit!”

“What’s going on in here?” a deep voice asks.

Jared steps into the kitchen, shirtless and dressed in nothing but his navy boxers.

My eyes widen in surprise. “What are you doing here?”

It’s a stupid fucking question.

“She won’t give me the money!” Mom whines.

I tear my eyes away from Jared’s broad chest and freshly fucked hair. “Mom?”

“Give me the money, sweetie.”

I retreat a step. The fridge is at my back.

“Your mom needs a hit,” Jared says and lights up a cigarette as he leans back against the counter, watching me through lowered eyelids. “Give her your money.”

The bulge in his boxers is impossible to miss.

“I’m not giving her my money!”

“Yourmoney?” He blows a cloud of smoke to the side, then looks back at me.

“Yes, my money!”

Mom slaps me again, and Jared laughs.

“I see where you get your feisty side from,” he comments.

Tears trail down my cheeks as I stare at my mom in disbelief.

“Go back to bed. I’ll be there in a minute to feed you my cock.” Jared says to her, flicking ash in the sink.

Mom shoots me another glare before stepping back and I look away as Jared smacks her ass on her way out.

My stomach turns.

When we’re alone, Jared throws the cigarette butt in the sink and walks up to me.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” I seethe. “First the threesome. Then you become my new history teacher, and now you’re fucking my mom? What the fuck is this?!”

He grabs my jaw hard enough to make me cry out. “Jealous, little slut?”

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