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Chapter 57

Author: Hermajesty
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-12 07:05:25

~CINDY’S POV~

I swear the word “Peony” left my lips before my brain even clocked it.

But damn, it’s not a bad idea at all.

My brain is literally telling me to play invisible, then tomorrow stroll in as Cindy “Barbie’s nightmare” Virelli and watch Nancy’s plastic face crack like cheap porcelain.

I can already see her sinking through the glass floor.

Payback for prom night, when this same silicone Barbie slashed the back of my gown so I’d spend the night holding it together while she twirled in the spotlight.

Petty then, petty now, just upgraded to billion-dollar petty.

She had always been a petty, spotlight-stealing leech who hated that my last name could buy hers ten times over.

Hated that I never bowed and clapped like the other girls.

So, of course, she’s gotta try stealing the one thing that finally makes me happy: my man.

Over my cold, dead body, Spark.

Damian was staring at me like I had just grown a second head.

I flashed him a tiny, sweet smile that screamed shut up
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  • Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend    Chapter 58

    CINDY’S POV My brain flat-lined for a split second. Then Nancy’s words slammed back into my skull like a gunshot. “…the room he’ll be sharing with me tonight?” Excuse me? “You say?!” I barked, forgetting I was supposed to be Peony and that none of this should matter to me. But fuck Peony. Fuck the whole plan. This is my Damian we’re talking about. Ain’t no damn bitch sharing a room with him! Nancy’s smile turned syrupy. “You heard me, Peony. Damian and I are bunking together in that cute little suite. Come on, Dam-Dam, let’s go see!” She squealed, tugging his arm like a kid with a new toy. I didn’t say a word. Just hit him with the deadliest glare I’ve ever cooked up: Move and you’re dead, Thorne. He froze, rooted to the ground. Then, without a word, he jerked out of her grip, smoothing his shirt as if her touch left stains. He turned to Elis, who was still lost in his AURA bubble, fiddling with the remote. “Elis, what the heck is this? Why’d you set up so

  • Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend    Chapter 57

    ~CINDY’S POV~I swear the word “Peony” left my lips before my brain even clocked it. But damn, it’s not a bad idea at all. My brain is literally telling me to play invisible, then tomorrow stroll in as Cindy “Barbie’s nightmare” Virelli and watch Nancy’s plastic face crack like cheap porcelain. I can already see her sinking through the glass floor. Payback for prom night, when this same silicone Barbie slashed the back of my gown so I’d spend the night holding it together while she twirled in the spotlight. Petty then, petty now, just upgraded to billion-dollar petty. She had always been a petty, spotlight-stealing leech who hated that my last name could buy hers ten times over. Hated that I never bowed and clapped like the other girls. So, of course, she’s gotta try stealing the one thing that finally makes me happy: my man. Over my cold, dead body, Spark. Damian was staring at me like I had just grown a second head. I flashed him a tiny, sweet smile that screamed shut up

  • Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend    Chapter 56

    ~DAMIAN’S POV~Holy. Fucking. Crap.Is this the surprise my sweet little brother, who I’m two seconds from burying, said he had for me?It better not be.I ain’t about to face Cindy Virelli’s wrath. Hell no.My eyes snapped to her again.Holy shit.She’s standing there, arms crossed, lips pressed into a razor-thin line, and eyes blazing like she’s already picking out my coffin. I know that look. She’s cursing me in seventeen languages and plotting a million ways to end Damian Thorne. But trust me, baby. This ain’t what it looks like. This plastic Barbie glued to my chest? She’s just one of the many whores I banged back in the day. Please don’t blame me. Blame my twenty-year-old dick and a testosterone overdose. It’s just a one-time fling. I paid her off, and that was the end. Little did I know she caught feelings. Not that I blame her, though. No chick tastes this D and walks away clean. But I fucking made it crystal clear: we’re done. She just won’t get the memo. It’s been

  • Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend    Chapter 55

    ~CINDY’S POV~ “Lord, save us from an untimely death,” I prayed under my breath as Damian’s bat-outta-hell driving had us one swerve away from getting pancaked by a semi. I clutched my seatbelt like a lifeline, my heart slamming against my ribs as he blasted trashy bubblegum pop at ear-shattering levels. One hand stayed on the wheel like he was auditioning for Fast & Furious: Thorne Edition. The other squeezed my thigh like his personal stress ball until we finally skidded up to Elis’s estate, hidden way out on the city’s edge like a damn hermit crab. Who the hell drops millions on a mansion in the middle of this weird-ass jungle? No one but Elis Thorne, of course. Dude’s always been a weird, antisocial, stone-cold punk with zero chill and zero fun. He is the total opposite of the goofball grinning beside me like he just hot-wired the Batmobile. Before us stood this sleek, three-story cube of mirrored smart glass that shifted automatically from crystal clear to pitch black. Th

  • Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend    Chapter 54

    ~Cindy’s POV~And just like that, the real Vicky was back, and God help my eardrums.“OH MY GOD, ARE YOU SERIOUS?!” She screamed so loud I had to pull the phone from my ear. “TELL ME YOU’RE JOKIN’!”I bit my lip, giggling like a teenager.“I’m dead serious, babe. Slept at his hotel last night. And guess what? He asked me to be his while his dick was inside me. How was I supposed to say no?”“NAHHH, THAT’S THE CRAZIEST SHIT I EVER HEARD! I LOVE THIS MAN ALREADY!”I could hear her flailing, probably tripping over her bed, biting her lip like she does when we dish about hot guys.“Damian Thorne just shattered every damn allegation. Boy’s a keeper!”“You can say that again,” I murmured, my eyes flicking to him.He caught me staring, scrunched his face suspiciously, like What are you schemin’, Sheriff? Then he flashed that sweet, dimpled smile.My heart flipped until I remembered that receptionist.I glared and quickly looked away.“Can’t wait to meet his brother tomorrow,” Vicky squealed

  • Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend    Chapter 53

    CINDY’S POVTwo hours after Elis’s call with Damian, we were finally dragging our asses out of that hotel bed, gearing up for the chaos ahead.Damian looked like sin on a stick. His black shirt hugged every damn muscle, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows to show off those veiny forearms. His black jeans were slung low on his hips, and his hair was tousled just right, like he had run his hands through it one too many times.God, kill me now.I sat on the edge of the bed in his oversized hoodie and sweatpants, looking like I had ridden the hot mess express. My hair was wild, no makeup, clothes wrecked from last night’s marathon.He caught me staring at him in the mirror, smirked that cocky smirk, and sprayed his cologne.Damn.The scent hit me like a drug, woody, spicy, all him, and my thighs clenched on instinct.“You look like a thief on aisle twenty-one,” he teased as he turned to me, making fun of the way his clothes looked on the.I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help grinning.“Gl

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