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I’m chewing on the inside of my cheek again, wringing my hands as I contemplate her offer. Getting my mom free is all I want. I want to go back to our life how it was before everything went down, and I want my uncle to fuck off. I’ll have to lie to a lot of people to do this, but sometimes you have to do things you’re uncomfortable with in order to get what matters to you.

“Tell me exactly what I have to do,” I whisper, not turning to look at her as I let the realization of what I’ve agreed to sink in.

Chapter 13

CHRISTIAN VERADIN

I’vebeenholdingmygame controller in my hand for about five minutes straight now, not moving a single fucking muscle as I stare at the TV screen. Billie and Zeke fucked. They didn’t have to say it. I could hear it in their voices.

We were supposed to wait to have her together. Then after that, we could fuck her by ourselves. Making her squirt from my fingers earlier today doesn’t count, but this… Oh, yeah, he fucked up. He’s my brother, and we agreed on some things regarding Billie, but he shit all over that pact the second he stuck his dick in her. We’re still going to make her our pet, just not before I show Zeke who’s the alpha dog here.

My phone rings and I’m half expecting it to be Zeke, but it’s Holden fucking Van.

“Van, brother. You miss my voice already?” I answer with a smirk on my lips, knowing his hot ass wife is listening. Yeah, I said it. What can I say? Everlee is fucking smokin’ hot.

He chuckles. “Fuck off with that shit, man. You going to be around later? We’re coming into town tonight, but Everlee’s going to dinner with her mom and I’d rather fucking not.”

Everlee scolds him in a hushed tone, and I can just fucking picture Van’s eyes rolling. “Yeah, dude, come by whenever. It’s not like I won’t be here.”

“Cool. Call Zeke’s bitch ass. He’s not answering my calls.”

I grind my back teeth. Yeah, he hasn’t been answering because he’s been fucking our girl without me. “I got you, brother. Bring some pizza on your way.”

Holden mumbles his agreement before he hangs up on me—typical Van style. I’m not into playing my game anymore, so I toss my controller onto my bed and stand to stretch. And just when I think I’m done thinking about my betrayal of a best friend, he slams back into my thoughts just as he walks into my room.

My eyes whip down to his dick, checking to see if I’m right and he actually fucked her—even though I already know he has. Goddamn him for making me feel this way. Jealousy doesn’t look good on me.

“So, how was she?” I blurt out.

He lifts a brow and asks, “Who the fuck are you talking about?”

I’m about to answer him when the doorbell chimes through the house. Who the fuck is at the door? It’s the middle of the day. Maybe my fuckwad of a dad has a delivery, which only makes me smile. If he’s expecting something, I can totally fuck with him.

But I’m not expecting to find Mrs. Fairfax standing there, looking me up and down like I’m a fresh slab of juicy steak. I’m not wearing a shirt, only a pair of sweats I tossed on after Billie ran out of here.

“Well, aren’t you decorated nicely?” she asks with a curl of her lip.

I blow out a rush of air and cross my arms over my chest. “What the fuck do you want?”

I’m looking anywhere but at her when she says, “I came to take off your anklet bracelet if you’re willing to work with me on a case.”

Snorting, I finally look down into her traitorous gaze and shake my head. “You’re fucking mental if you think I’d do anything to help you. If it were up to me, I’d slit your thro—”

“Watch yourself, Christian. I’m still an FBI agent and threatening me comes with some serious consequences.”

She doesn’t scare me. An FBI agent or not, she can kiss my ass. What she did to our community, and what she did to Lauren, isn’t something you forgive easily. The woman has lived a lie for years, hiding among us to record all our secrets.

“Well, in that case, go fuck yourself. I’m not helping you with shit.”

I’m about to shut the door on her face when she blurts out, “Billie is in danger.”

Opening the door again, I pin her with a hard glare. “What the fuck do you mean Billie’s in danger? Don’t fucking play with me here… whatever the fuck your real name is.”

My heart sank into my gut at the mention of Billie being in danger. I will literally rip anyone in half if they so much as speak ill about my girl. So this bitch better speak up before I tell her to get bent. Then I’ll drive my ass over to the Lucas Estate—ankle bracelet and all—and kidnap Billie, chaining her to my other ankle if I have to.

“There’s more going on in Reaper than we know about, Christian. Don’t you think it’s a weird coincidence that Billie’s uncle shows up totakecare of her while her mom is incarcerated?”

I shake my head. “He’s family. Isn’t that what he was legally supposed to do? Billie has no one else as far as I know.”

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