Distorted Love (Dark Intentions Duet 1) - Page 33
Barbie is what I want.
Barbie is what I’ll get.
“I could settle this argument easily if I wanted to, Ryken, you know that.”
I nod my head.
Barbie is not what I’ll get.
Because if I do, she’ll be collected.
And I can’t let that happen.
“I can see it in your eyes, you planned to fight me on this. That wouldn’t be your wisest choice and definitely not in her best interests.”
“You don’t want me happy?”
He shakes his head at me, smirking. “I want you fucking successful. It’s better than being happy. You can buy happiness. You can’t buy success, Ryken. You’re getting what others can only dream of doing in a lifetime of working. Take it, and think yourself lucky…” He looks up and then straight at me with hard, cold eyes. “… and stay away from the blonde. No arguments.” He walks out of the room, leaving me there by myself. Quinn walks in not long after, looks at me then shakes his head as he walks over to the kitchen. He knows how Dad is, but he would also never go behind my father’s back if he asked him the truth about Barbie and I.
One day Quinn’s loyalty will lie with me.
I wonder if I could get him to kill my father? Would he do it if I so ordered it?
Chapter 14
Saskia
“You look different. What’s different?” Livia asks as Robert looks at me next to her with his eyes wide.
“Nothing,” I say, reaching into my bag.
“You’re lying.”
Shaking my head again, I smile at her.
She scrunches her forehead as she studies me. “Fine, I’ll let it go. For now.” She turns, flicking her hair as she walks off. Robert slams the locker next to me, watching me.
“I’m still waiting for answers myself.”
“For what?”
His lip curls up. “I’m not Livia. Me, you cannot play with. Would you like me to tell her you sold your virginity?”
Shaking my head fast, I look past him to make sure no one heard what he said.
“I have a free period. Do you?”
He nods his head then links his arm through mine. “Tell me all your first little secrets, you hussy.”
Laughing at him, we walk out the back of the school to the courtyard, and as we do, we pass him. Ryken. He’s speaking to her. Livia. And Cane is on the other side of him. He looks up at me, eye contact is made, but I’m the first to break it. Because when I look at him, I think of his head between my legs and the way he made my back curl when his tongue touched me there.
“You didn’t. Not with…” Robert says as we walk onto the grass and sit.
“I did.”
His eyes look like they may fall out of his head. “With Ryken?” he whispers.
“Yes. He was the winning bidder.”
“Holy fuck,” he shouts, then covers his mouth fast. “No. No way.”
“Way,” I say, answering him while reaching for my books.
“Well, did it… you know… hurt?” He shuffles with his hands to get a little closer. “I mean, they say it hurts for the girl.”
I laugh at his words. “Most of it was, well… good. Apart from that part.”
“You did more than sex?”
This time it’s my turn to look at him confused. “Yeah.”
“Wow! I didn’t think you would, I mean… he paid for just straight up sex. Yet, he made sure you were okay?”
Shrugging my shoulders, I don’t answer. He gets it, then we fall in a silence as I start studying for my next exam.
“He broke you, didn’t he?”
I would have missed his words if I didn’t look up as he said them so quietly. “What do you mean?”
“He broke you, just a small fracture to your heart. Chipped at it and took a small piece away. You’ll realize it soon. Maybe not now. But you will.” Sometimes his view on hearts and love makes me dizzy.
“I’m fine,” I say, answering him.
Robert turns his head, watching something, and I follow his view to see Livia, jumping on Ryken, her legs wrapping around his waist then her lips locked with his. He doesn’t push her away, and he doesn’t stop the kiss.
Maybe Robert was right.
Because watching that hurt more then I care to admit.
One chip away.
ALL WEEK I’VE WATCHED them. Watched them kiss. Watched them as they hold hands. Listened as Livia spoke about how fabulous Ryken is. I only wanted to punch her in the face when she spoke of their more intimate details. He hasn’t spoken to me or even looked in my direction since, and it’s now the Monday after. He wasn’t kidding when he said things would go back to the way they were. I’ve not gone back to Stiles, even when he asks, even when at times I want to say yes. Because there’s some part of me holding out. And there’s only so long I can do that for.
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