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Chapter 103: Did You Ride Him?

Author: Royalty Writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-07 00:53:14

“Oh, you didn’t know that part?” I snarled. “You thought he chose you? Baby, no. You were just available.”

I said it slowly, like each word needed to be savored, like each syllable deserved its own spotlight for the kind of psychological massacre I was about to deliver.

My voice wasn’t loud — not yet — but it was sharp enough to slice through the bass, the whispers, the air itself. Every single person in that room turned to look at me like I’d just snapped my fingers and summoned fire.

Tasha looked up at me, lips trembling, mascara smudged, like her soul was starting to realize the seatbelt had come undone and the ride was about to crash.

I tilted my head, blinking like I was trying to make sense of the disgusting image playing behind my eyelids.

“He told people you were easy,” I said, enunciating each word with the precision of a girl who had been quiet for too damn long but of course I was lying. I just wanted to make her feel terrible

“He also said that he didn’t ev
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