Page 118 of Dark, Forbidden, & Taboo

The smallest of smiles starts to curve up the edge of her lips, and I grin as I get to my feet and walk over to where she’s standing.

“Let’s keep that between us, though,” I tease her with a grin. “Anyway, look me up in a few years if you’re still interested. I’ll be around.”

Ava lunges forward and wraps her arms around my neck, and I can’t help but laugh as I return her hug.

“Ease up there, Champ. You’re going to render me unconscious with as hard as you’re squeezing.”

“Sorry,” she replies sheepishly as her cheeks turn red, and I shake my head. Ava pulls the door open, then glances at me over her shoulder. “Thanks, Finley.”

I smile at her and tilt my head. I should ask her what she’s thanking me for.

Is it for how I just lied to her and made her feel like everything was okay, or is it because I managed to fuck the stick out of her aunt’s ass?

Either way, I’m willing to leave it a mystery for now as I reach forward and give her arm a reassuring squeeze in response.

Ava finally walks out of my room, and practically skips down the hallway before she exits the shop.

Letting out a sigh, I close the door to my room and go check out my appointment book.

I have better things to do today than worry about some young little girl and her bitch of an aunt that tried to ruin me.

And while I did have a tiny crush on Sister Emma Agnes when I was in school, she beat that out of me before I had the chance to let it grow into something more.

I can only hope that now, she’s a reflection of what she’s turned me into.

Cold.

Desolate.

Angry.

Stuck in that damn vortex of feeling like I’m not good enough.

Unable to feel love for anyone else in this world, the way I should have been able to one day.

I begin to whistle quietly as I flip my book open to today’s date and check out the workload for today. A smile starts to play on my lips, because in the end, I finally managed to get my revenge.

I took something from her that she’ll never be able to give to someone else.

Our Dirty Secret

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My step-sister likes to torment me.

She fucks more men than anyone I know, and she always makes sure that I see them walking in and out of her house.

I’d give anything to know what it feels like to be in her bed, and little do I know that I was next on her list.

I guess dreams do come true.

Besides.

But you know what they say—save the best for last.

Every night it was a different man.

I would watch from my bedroom window while she was fucked six ways from Sunday.

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