Page 48 of Cream Pie

Jackie laughs. “Oh, yes, I should mention. Copies of those have already been sent to your dear friend Marshall.” She makes a face. “Dear friend, and yet, wow, you were really screwing his own daughter? Javier, Javier, Javier,” she sighs, shaking her head. “Baby, see, this is why you need me—”

“Stop fucking talking.”

His voice is like raw steel, and she suddenly snaps her mouth shut. He looks up at me with haggard, wild eyes, slowly shaking his head.

“Amy, listen to me.”

“No,” I hiss.

I blink back the tears as I shove past him for the door, and when his hand shoots out to grab my arm, I suddenly scream as I whirl and shake it off.

“Don’t touch me!” I choke out, the tears coming fast and hot. “Don’t you ever touch me!”

“Listen to me!” he roars. “Amy, whatever fucking bullshit she just poisoned you with, it’s not fucking true—”

“Save it,” I snarl back, backing away from him. “It’s not true? Then how did she get in, Javier? How did she get those pictures? How does she even know you!”

He moves towards me, but I shake my head, ignoring the sound of Jackie laughing in the background as I jab a finger at him.

“No,” I hiss quietly, shaking my head as the tears start to fall. “No. Never again. Don’t call me, don’t… just don’t.”

I sob as I whirl and yank the door open…

…Just at the same time as the elevator door across the hall from his penthouse slides open, and my dad, looking absolutely murderous, steps out.

“Amy—”

He blinks in confusion, when suddenly, his eyes snap past me, and his whole body stiffens.

“You!” he roars. His arms and shoulders bulge and his jaw clenches in rages as he storms past me into Javier’s condo.

“You!” He bellows, barreling right at Javier with one finger pointed at him.

“You’re fucking dead.”

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