Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
“It doesn’t matter because right now, this is the best option for me and for us. It couldn’t have come at a better time. I’m about to graduate with my MBA and you saw the numbers, Mom; that bar makes a killing. I have some ideas to bring in more revenue. I could set us all up for life. I don’t want you to have to work for the rest of your life. You don’t have a college degree and you work at your shitty office job because the bastard never allowed you to work or do anything with your life but cook his dinner, take care of his house and his children.”
She shook her head. “God, Devon, the things that you’ve seen because of me…”
“No, Mom, because of him. The things I have seen because of him…”
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I awoke the following morning in Landon’s arms. He looked so peaceful when he was sleeping, content and happy. I wanted to stay in his arms forever and pretend that I didn’t have to live the life that I knew was waiting for me behind my chrome gates on Star Island. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the day ahead. I needed to call my mom or get a flight out to San Jose to let her know what was going on.
I carefully removed myself from Landon’s grasp, and quickly and quietly dressed. I was sore almost everywhere and it didn’t make any sense, seeing as all I did was lay there. As soon as I was done, I took one last look at him and called a taxi as I closed his door behind me. It didn’t take long for it to arrive. I tried not to think about what lay ahead as I watched the meter run.
I paid the driver and looked at my cell phone; the time read 12:30 PM. I couldn’t believe I had slept in that long. I used the service entrance and made my way up to my room; Christine was still passed out. I took a shower and dressed in casual cotton pants and a tank top, tying my hair back and away from my face. After I had finished brushing my teeth, I walked back into my room and Christine was waking up.
“You whore…” she yawned.
“What?” I replied confused.
“Where were you last night?” she asked, grabbing her phone.
“How do you know I was gone?”
“Your mom came in looking for you.”
“My mom?” I asked in shock.
“Yeah… why are you looking at me like that?”
“Christine, my mom is out of town.”
“Well, she wasn’t this morning. She came in here around nine and asked me where you were.” She smiled and wiggled her eyebrows. “So where were you? You were with my brother, weren’t you?”
“Yeah… but—”
“I knew it! Did you fuck him? God, please say yes. I’m tired of you being a virgin; you make me feel like a slut because I’ve been having sex for a year and you’re holding on to your v-card like it’s a fucking Academy Award or something.” She cocked her head to the side. “Why are you looking at me like that? Oh my God, was he bad? Did he suck? Did you not get off?”
“No…”
“You didn’t get off? What the fuck is wrong with him? Oh my God, I’m going—”
“Christine, shut up, it has nothing to do with that.”
“Then why do you look like your hamster just died? He died like three years ago, and I told you not to feed him that much. I swear he died of an eating overdose.”
I rolled my eyes, trying not to laugh.
“Whatever, as long as you got your cookies and I don’t have to bitch-slap my brother for being an inconsiderate prick.” She put her hands in the air. “But don’t tell me the details; I hear enough about it at school. I know he has a huge cock… yada… yada… yada…” She got off the bed and grabbed her shoes. “Yay! I didn’t throw up, cool points for me.” She kissed my cheek. “I love you, thank you for looking out for me. Derrick just pulled up.”
“Derrick?”
“Yeah… we made up. Peace in the Middle East, sista, and go sit in a warm bath so that your vagina doesn’t feel like it took a pounding from King Kong, talk later.”
My mom was home?
I walked over to my parents’ bedroom and knocked on the door. There was no answer. I looked around the house for them and it wasn’t until I heard voices coming from my dad’s office did I realize where they were. The door was ajar and I stood behind it.
“Robert, do you think she knows?”
“Honey, I don’t know.”
“Goddamn it, Robert. How could you be so careless? Why on earth would you let that woman in our home?”
“Baby, you know I would never do that. She showed up; what was I supposed to do?”