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CRISTIAN It felt like she was accusing me of something. But I wasn't sure what it was. If she'd just be plain honest with me, it would help. I'd know what to say. I'd know what to do. I'd know how to appease her because she looks genuinely sad. But she wouldn't talk. She's just staring daggers at me. Quite audacious of her, actually. I sighed in defeat and took a step closer to her, bridging the gap between us. I tried touching her but she moved away from my reach. She just knows how to make me yearn. How to make me beg. Because right now, that's all I'm itching to do. The anger I felt on my way here already disappeared. “Lacy,” I called softly, “please tell me what I did wrong. I'll apologize. I'll fix it. Please.”“You don't owe me an apology. You're a free man. You're allowed to like whomever and fuck whoever.”“Sleep with…”“Don't tell me what terms to use!” She snapped.“Sorry,” I muttered. God, how badly I've been reduced to filth by a girl my daughter's age. Silencing me li

CRISTIAN The plan was to meet up with the guys at the golf course at 8 am. But engaging in that back-and-forth with Lacy had me arriving by 10.I got out of my car and started walking, heading to them. I could see them from a distance. They were all wearing sunglasses. Joe was holding a club. Michael was holding one too. Chuck was on his phone. They weren't playing. They were just talking. Every nerve in me steamed with anger the closer I got to them. My fists were balled. I wasn't sure what I planned on doing but I had them tightly balled. Chuck was the first to see me approaching. “There he is,” he said and the whole team looked in my direction. “Finally, man. What took you so long?” Michael asked. “Don’t explain. We're just happy you're finally here.” Joe grinned. I was coming for him. He didn't run. He didn't back off. Definitely because he didn't understand what was going to happen in the next second. “The deal just happened. We're ten times richer…fuck!” He grunted as I la

LACY “Finally!!” Aaliyah squealed as we stepped out of the hall. We just wrote our last exams for the semester. She was overly excited about the semester coming to an end. I guess it's the perks of coming from a place where you're loved and well taken care of.I couldn't relate. The end of the semester meant I was going home. So I was low-key panicking.The only good part about going home is seeing my Mum and little brother. But then I also get to see Mad Dog. And there's no telling if he'd let me come back here ever again. “Let's go to the club, girl!” Aaliyah yelled, hugging me. “I want to get drowned in alcohol. I want to dance my head off. I need to parrtttyyyy!”“Shushhh,” I said between laughter. “You're so loud.”“The fuck! My Daddy splurges over a million on this damn school every three months. I think I have enough rights to scream down the fucking building if I wanted to!”“Your Daddy wouldn't like you cussing.” I chipped back playfully. Half her smile vanished. “Wait. H

CRISTIAN “Gerald Dickson is a nice man. He's a business guru. He's been in this game longer than we've been. So if we're going to partner with him on this deal, we have to be humble, generous, and smart. Extremely smart, that way, we won't get ripped off. You understand what I'm saying, right?”I looked everyone in the eyes, trying to see if they understood my point. It seemed like they did. “So should we be more generous, less smart with him?” One of them asked.“How about we keep it on the same level? We should be as generous as we are smart. I think that's the safest option for starters. And then we can take it higher or lower depending on his reciprocity.”“Did he agree to come meet with us directly or are we expecting his lawyers?” Another one of them asked. “I'm still trying to convince him to come in person, instead of his lawyers. I'll let you all know when he accepts the invitation. For now, this meeting is over. Thank you all so much for your time today.”“Our pleasure, S

LACY Walking through the huge door that led into Mad Dog's sinful nightclub 'The Horns' broke me to shit. Every attempt I ever took, every sacrifice I ever made to run away from this town, from this place, from these memories, just blew up in my face. Returning here feels like I never left. It feels just like yesterday that Mad Dog sent his men to drag me down here and he fucked me to exhaustion in front of all of them, painfully taking my virginity and branding me as his property. I was only 16. Feels just like yesterday that I attempted suicide because I couldn't handle the humiliation. He caught me right before I could swallow the pills and gave me a good round of beating. After that, he tied me to the bed in his suite and fucked me hard over and over, until I swore never to do that again. Feels just like yesterday. The memories are still very clear in my head. Am I ever gonna get rid of these ugly memories? Am I ever gonna fully escape this hell? Because no matter how far I ru