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The Retaliation You Deliver : A Dark Bully College Romance(7)
Author: Tracy Lorraine

All the blood drains from Letty’s face as she stares at me. It’s like suddenly she’s staring into the eyes of a stranger.

Of a monster.

Of him.

“Tell me you didn’t, Lee. For the love of God tell me you didn’t hurt her.”

A wicked smile curls up at the corner of my lips as I remember sinking into her tight pussy for the fight time and how fucking good it felt.

“Oh, yeah, I hurt her. But she was fucking begging for it.”

I don’t see her hand coming, but I sure as fucking feel it as her palm connects with my cheek in a burning slap.

“Who even are you?” She spits, her lip curled in disgust. “I get that this is hard, Leon. I get that you’re hurting. But she doesn’t deserve any of this. She’s good, innocent, pure, and you fucking ruined her.”

“Just like he did me. Karma’s a bitch.”

She stares at me for a beat longer before following Luca’s lead and storming from the room.

Well… that went well.

 

 

I sit on the couch with my head in my hands for the longest time alone in our living room.

I knew this would happen.

The second they discovered the truth, all of them have run from me.

I get it. I’m tainted. Poisoned.

With a groan, I push up from the couch knowing there’s only one thing I can do right now. Only one person I can visit.

It’s been days since I beat him within an inch of his life, he’s long overdue for a visit from his favorite son.

The second I step into the hallway, I hear their voices from the kitchen.

Anger swirls around me that they haven’t got the fucking balls to talk with me in the room but are happily gossiping about me when I’m not there.

“I’m glad I’ve given you all some fucking entertainment.”

Three guilty faces turn my way.

“No, Lee, that’s not what—”

“Do what you want. Talk away. Try to imagine what it’s like. I’m going out.”

Without hearing another word from them, I storm out of the house without thinking.

Once I get outside, the spot in the driveway where my car is usually parked is empty.

Fuck. My car.

Storming back into the house, I march straight up to Luca.

“Give me your keys.”

“Uh… I… uh…”

“Give me your fucking keys.”

“Fine,” he sighs in defeat, digging his hand into his pocket before throwing them at me. “Don’t fucking break her.”

“Would I?” I ask, rolling my eyes and turning my back on them and storming from the house again before Luca can remind me of what happened to his very first car.

I don’t need to hear him tell me about how I wrote off his first love when I collided with a wall.

It was an accident. One he’s never going to let me forget.

The second the engine rumbles to life beneath me, I feel a little more settled.

I love driving, it’s one of the only ways I found I can really forget and put things behind me, well… until Macie.

Being in her company made everything go quiet.

With her miles away in Miami right now, and with the memories of what I just told everyone in that room rattling around in my head, everything is as loud as it’s ever been.

And I need it gone.

I’m on the verge of getting everything I ever wanted.

Revenge on Macie and vengeance on her uncle.

Yet, I don’t feel anything like the relief I expected to feel when the time finally came.

If anything, I feel more lost than ever.

I drive on autopilot as my head spins with the events of the past twenty-four hours. My grip on the wheel is tightening until my knuckles turn white and the almost healed cuts from my last visit to my father are splitting open once more.

I sit in Luca’s car outside of the warehouse, which holds my prisoner and I stare at the dark building.

What happens next?

I’ve got to Macie. I can get to Richard. Okay, so Macie could warn the staff or even move him before I get a chance to make my move, but something tells me she won’t.

Then there’s Brett.

I’ve wanted him gone for years.

I’ve hated him for as long as I can remember, not only for how he cast me aside but for the incredible pressure he put on Luca, the way he ignored Shane, and how he’s treated our mother.

All of us deserved better than him.

He might have provided us with money and all the opportunities we could have wanted—well, as long as they involved football—but that’s not what’s important.

Money doesn’t buy happiness. I should know. I’ve been fucking miserable for as long as I can recall.

Until you were with her.

I force my thoughts down.

I’ve done what I needed to do. Whatever that was between Macie and I, it’s over.

Dead.

Forgotten.

Okay, so maybe not forgotten.

Without meaning to, she gave me something I’ve never experienced from anyone else. But no matter how her acceptance of me, even the dark and ugly parts I allowed her to see, meant to me. It’ll never be enough for me to get past that one small moment in time all those years ago.

She’ll always be that little girl to me who left me to the slaughter.

Sucking in a steeling breath and forcing thoughts of her from my mind, I climb out of the car.

Darkness surrounds me where I’m deep in the cover of trees now that the headlights are off. It’s not quite dark out yet, but it’s almost there. I know that by the time I come back out, I’m not going to be able to see my hand in front of my face.

I’m halfway to the warehouse when a noise, the crack of a twig and the rustling of leaves in the undergrowth catches my attention.

I spin on the spot, my heart in my throat, as I expect to see the shadow of someone approaching.

But there’s no one there.

I stand motionless in the darkness waiting to hear it again, convinced the noise was made by a person, but when nothing but the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves fills my ears, I figure that it must just be an animal.

I’m being paranoid, I know I am. My need to keep what I’ve done here from everyone is eating at me.

Even now that they know the truth, I’m not sure they’d understand this.

Hell, I’m not even sure if I understand this.

Confident that no one is about to jump out at me, I turn back toward the building and head inside in the hope of finding some peace while delivering some pain.

The beast inside me sings with joy and my fists curl.

Fuck, I really need this.

 

 

4

 

 

Macie

 

 

I knew it was a bad idea the second I agreed, but nothing could have prepared me for how I’d feel when I pulled Leon’s car door open and got assaulted by his scent.

Tears burn my eyes as memories of our time together flicker through my mind as I sway slightly on my feet.

But it’s the lesser of two evils.

I either stay in the house that I hate or I force myself to endure his scent for the long journey back to Maddison.

Leon might have hurt me yesterday but even still, he’s the lesser monster when the choice comes down to my memories of my uncle or him.

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