Page 27 of Painfully Merry

“How the hell did this happen? Grandpa left me a working company, and I turned it into garbage in under a year.”

“To be fair, Sabby, I don’t think it was your fault.”

“Thanks, Chaos.”

But no matter how you look at it, it’s my fault. It’s my name everywhere, so why wouldn’t it be? I’m so fucked; it’s not even funny. And instead of doing anything, I’m conversing with these two.

“Sabrina. I’ll help if you want me to. It’s my fault, too.”

“How? You're going to break into Kevin’s house and tie him up, too?”

Chaos gave me a sadistic twist. “Yeah, baby. We’re gonna break into his house.”

With a spike of adrenaline, I bolted upright. He can’t be serious. What can he possibly do when he breaks into that house? How can anyone plan a break in on such short notice?

“Chaos, you can’t break into someone’s house. You have no information. Do you even have a game plan?” Parker shook his head.

“Who says?” he scoffs. “I’m sure Sugarplum has all the info I need.” He looks at me with those ice-blue eyes.

“Fuck me. I can’t believe I’m going to go along with this plan.”

Merry Christmas to me, I guess.

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Parker

Sabrina doesn’t look like she wants our help. It seems like she wants to escape more than anything. I don’t blame her. Reality smacked her in the face. I just broke the news that her uncle was helping rob her company behind her grandpa’s nose while he was on his deathbed.

It took me a while to figure out that her uncle was the ringleader. No one quits a high-paying job out of the blue. It looks overly suspicious. I guess I’m the only one who caught onto it. Now I know why no one else cared. They were in on it. How much did everyone in the financial division get paid?

If I want my revenge, this is how I’ll get it. Kevin will go down, and I’ll be there to watch it. If he thought that he won, he’s fuckin’ mistaken.

“I think you should clean your thigh. I kinda sliced you good, Sabby.”

I love how he’ll try to distract her, even with him struggling himself. She waves him off.

“I’ll be fine. I’ll go change. We need to plan for tomorrow, anyway. Have you ever seen Kevin’s house?”

“No. Why?”

“He lives in a penthouse. I’m not sure how you’ll be able to break in.”

I watch as she moves to her closet. When she’s out of sight, I turn to Chaos.

“What the fuck?”

“What?”

“We can’t go breaking into Kevin’s place on Christmas Day. You have got to be kidding me?”

He pokes me in the chest. “You’re the ass that wanted revenge. I’m handing it to you on a silver platter. Do you think it’s hard to get into a penthouse? You do remember what I do for a living, yeah?”

How could I forget? It’s disturbing how he came into his line of work. I try not to think about it so much.

“All right, boys. To the office, we can plan down there.”

Sabrina exits her closet wearing red plaid booty shorts and a cream-slouchy sweater. I’m still only used to seeing her wearing professional office attire. Seeing her being so relaxed and comfortable is thrilling.

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