Page 16 of Scandalous Games

“Go fuck your whores, Dash.”

“I’d rather you be mine.”

“Never,” she vows despite the slight breathlessness in her voice.

“Then don’t let me catch you again, Bianca.”

“I never make the same mistake twice,” she sneers with a perfectly arched brow. Her eyes were breathing fire. “You, Dash Stern, will always be my one and only regret.”

My eyes are glued to the sway of her luscious hips as she walks out.

Even hours after she’s gone, her last words still ring in my ears. I fooled myself into believing I got rid of the effect she had over me, only to be hit with the tumultuous reality in my face.

My little stepbrother’s ex is still as hypnotic as ever, now with more fire burning in her veins.

If I’m not careful, she’ll scorch me again.

Chapter Six

BIANCA

Dash Stern has become a billionaire and listed as the rising businessman in our country. His company, Stern Defense Securities, raised him to the big leagues once he signed a contract with the government. The fact that he did it in just the span of four years has made his success noteworthy. Upon his accomplishments, I wasn’t surprised when the top magazines named him the most eligible bachelor in their lists.

I found all this last night when I couldn’t sleep—like he taunted—and spent hours searching everything I could about him. Meanwhile, screaming at myself the whole time for failing to resist and lowering myself to cyberstalking him.

If only the media saw the asshole that lies underneath.

They obviously don’t know about his deviant sexcapades.

It will leave women drooling if it ever got out but will also tarnish his reputation. The government certainly wouldn’t ignore it. As long as it’s private, they’ll look the other way.

A small part of me isn’t surprised because the ambition was always apparent in his eyes. I remember his father having served in the army, which must have helped in his career path.

The only thing boggling my mind is him being in my city when his headquarters is in Mumbai. I hate when my stomach dips at the thought of him leaving.

No. I don’t care.

In fact, I’ll throw a party if he’s gone.

“You lost your virginity to that man?” judges Rosa, yanking me out of my thoughts.

“Who are we talking about?” asks a confused Iris. “Wasn’t Niall your first?”

Iris, who finally took a break from studying for her upcoming finals, is hanging out with us tonight. The girls and I decided to have an impromptu lunch at our favorite restaurant. I knew the second I stepped inside that an interrogation was waiting for me. It was in the narrowed and inquisitive gaze of Rosa the moment I sat down.

Iris looks between the two of us with her brows drawn together. Rosa’s question throws her for a loop. She didn’t spill the beans about last night.

“Yes,” I reply to them. “Dash was my first and it was a mistake.”

Both speak at the same time.

“What else aren’t you telling us?”

“Wait… why does that name sound familiar?”

The second question comes from Iris and I’m taken aback as I ask, “You know Dash Stern?”

Recognition lights up her face, which slowly turns into appreciation like she approves. I’m about to probe her when Rosa tsks, “Uh-uh, Bee.” She quirks an eyebrow. “Spill it.”

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