CHAPTER EIGHT: THE WEIGHT OF HIS BETRAYALKennedieAndrew held her back, “Give us some space,” he said quickly, putting on trousers to cover his half-hard dick.“But-”He gave her a stern look, “Leave now, Judith.”I know that I should not be feeling like this, this feeling of smug triumph, because to be frank, I wanted absolutely nothing to do with the dickhead, but I could not help it.Judith wanted to be me so bad that she thought that just a few rounds of lackluster vanilla sex would make her take my place. She was in for a rude awakening.Judith glared at me with all the hatred that she could muster. Like seriously, if she could shoot bullets through her eyes, I would have been long dead by now, but too bad that she couldn’t, I was still alive and healthy.“Fuck you, Kennedie,” she spat and stormed off, bumping roughly into me.“Aren’t you going to get your-“She was already gone.I shrugged, “Well, I guess not.”“Are you back to me, Kennedie?” he asked. Not only was that quest
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