“You said the same thing about the stockbroker.”

I can’t help it when I shout again. “He has to pay, Stevie. He made me look like a simpering lovesick idiot!”

She makes a shushing motion with her hands and I try to breathe evenly again. “I know, Blair. Maybe we can think of some human ways to get back at him? As long as you don’t use your magic, there’s nothing the council can do.”

“What? Like murder?” I ask, still seething.

“That’s extreme. Maybe some tire slashing. Maybe fuck around with his open houses. I don’t know.”

“It needs to really hurt him, Stevie. I need him to feel as bad as I did listening to those messages.”

“Then we will need to figure out a way to make it hurt. You stay back here for the evening. I’ll take care of the front of the house.”

I nod and continue my pacing. I need to channel this magic somewhere. It’s just bubbling inside of me, and if I don’t find some outlet for it, I’m going to burst at the wrong time.

As hard as I try, I can’t focus on doing any more accounting for Hex. I plan my revenge on Clover, instead. Since she’s supernatural, she’s open fucking season. Sure, she can take me before the council. But as long as I don’t truly harm her, I should be in the clear. The thoughts of her demise are keeping me level and not exploding this building from revenge.

Maybe I could make her pussy taste like chloroform, so Ryan will never call it sweet again. Or better yet, actually make it chloroform, so he passes out between her legs. So much for sweet and innocent pussy.

Or I could magically curse all of her clothes to have ‘traitorous bitch’ embroidered into them. Really, the possibilities are endless. They’re both going to pay.

I must be back here stewing for hours when Stevie bursts into my office wide eyed.

“You’re not going to fucking believe it.”

“What?” I say.

“Ryan’s dad is here, and he looks fucking hot.”

“And? I’m not planning on meeting him anymore.” I shake my hand at her to make her go away.

“Blair, you wanted a non-magical way to fuck over Ryan? Fuck his dad, become his stepmom and give him a son he actually loves.”

A wicked smile takes over my face and I look at my innocent cousin. “Stevie, I didn’t think you had this type of evil inside of you.”

“I’m not going to let that asshole hurt you, Blair. Plus, his dad is like, really, really hot. Come and see for yourself.”

I do a once over in the mirror, pushing my tits up in my black shirt and doing the best I can with my face. I fluff my wild dark hair as Stevie drags me beside the bar. My mouth waters when I look at the man sitting at the bar. Ryan was merely a weak attempt at creating the gorgeous man in front of me.