“I love you too, Mom.” I kissed her frail, withered cheek. “Go to bed,” I ordered, adding, “Please.”

She nodded and walked up the stairs.

I went to the fridge and took out a beer before sitting on the couch. My head fell back, and I closed my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose. The usual rush I felt after tagging walls in those affluent neighborhoods wasn’t present.

Instead, my mind returned to the pretty blonde with the amber eyes. I still felt the burn of her touch on my hand. Years ago, I would have wrapped her in my arms and kissed her pretty pink lips until she was flushed and like putty in my hands. In a different life, she was my world, and I was hers.

I would have done anything for her, but shit happens, and life gets complicated. None of it was her fault, but when I looked at her, I saw the one person I hated more than anyone else in the world.

I wanted Devlynn to suffer. I wanted her to fall, desperate and pathetic, to the floor, begging.  I wanted her to whither and be ruined. I wanted her to feel the pain my mother felt because of hers.

But I also wanted to hate fuck her into oblivion. I wanted to bury my cock deep in her pussy until she didn’t know where I began and she ended. I wanted to split her open with my cock until she screamed my name and forgot hers.

Chapter 4

Devlynn – Five Years Ago

“What are you always doing in that notebook?” I asked Elis as his hands danced, hidden behind a large leather-bound sketch pad.

“Tryin’ to capture beauty on paper,” he said, his eyes glued to the page. His lips formed into that sly smile I loved so much. His hair fell, a curl bouncing on his forehead, which was furrowed in concentration.

I took off my top and crawled onto his lap, one leg on either side of his thighs. Pushing him back, I wanted to grab that sketch pad, but I knew he would lose his mind. In our two whole years together, he’d never shown me the contents of that book. I knew he liked to draw, but he was always so private about it.

“You know I can’t concentrate with those fantastic tits bouncing in my face.” This time his glance was on me. He licked his lips, and his eyes zeroed in on mine. He placed the pad on the nightstand before balancing his weight on his elbows.

I placed my lips next to his and whispered, “I know.”