Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend
“Oh, firefly, we’re not done yet.”
Her eyes darken, lips parting slightly as I press my hand against her stomach, reminding her that she’s still mine, still under my control.
Rich lets out a guttural noise of frustration. “I need to leave. I need to leave right now.”
Serena laughs, her head falling against my chest. “Nope. You’re stuck with us, Rich.”
Staring at the wall, he looks completely defeated. “This is my villain origin story.”
Serena’s laughter still lingers in the air, her body pressed against mine, completely at ease despite the chaos she just unleashed. Despite Rich dying a slow, painful death on the couch.
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