Chapters (66)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Keep Reading
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Forty-Eight
- Forty-Nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-One
- Fifty-Two
- Fifty-Three
- Fifty-Four
- Fifty-Five
- Fifty-Six
- Fifty-Seven
- Fifty-Eight
- Fifty-Nine
- Sneak Peek
- Find Me
- Books by Mary Catherine Gebhard
- Acknowledgments
In one swift motion, he speared my curls, yanking me toward him by my hair. “I don’t know who the fuck sent you, but you’ll regret this. Speak a word of what you heard and die, Snitch.”
He dropped me so hard and fast I had to throw my hand out to keep from banging into the wall. I sucked in air.
“Don’t go anywhere.” He shot me a searing look, before turning his sights where Lottie had been.
“I have to!” I blurted. Grayson’s eyes narrowed like I’d just spat in his face. “I mean, Ms. Abigail needs me.”
I’d been kidnapped into a dream and forgot about reality. I was his sister’s girl. I’d spent years trying to get that position and only barely achieved it. It was coveted. I’d started out as a servant in the kitchen and worked my way up. There were only two positions higher than working directly with a Crowne, one of which my uncle held.
I’d finally gotten my own room. I’d have vacation time, a higher salary. Tonight was Abigail’s sister’s birthday party, and she needed me to get dressed. If I didn’t show up…
Displeasure iced his beautiful features. I wondered if what had happened really was a dream.
“I’m your sister’s girl,” I said weakly.
A cruel smile speared his pretty pink lips. “You’re my girl now.”
Leaving me with that, Gray left, chasing after Lottie.
Two
STORY
I stumbled back against the wall, barely keeping myself from falling. I touched my lips, trying to rid the taste of him, the feel of him. That moment wasn’t meant for me. The pounding in my chest wasn’t meant for me. What I’d just learned spun around and skipped in my head like a scratchy record.
What I’d just told him.
What he’d just told me.
The whoosh and crash of waves filled the air like loud breaths. I never would have guessed Gray Crowne was a virgin—no one would. Every day a new tabloid printed him on the cover with a different girl. I still wasn’t sure I’d heard right.
“I’m such an idiot.” I exhaled, rubbing my hands over my face.
Sometimes I watched Grayson Crowne when he wasn’t looking, so I know he is cruel, unforgiving, and I have no reason to like him.
Oh, except for that one big, unavoidable reason.
I can’t stop.
I’m not certain when my crush started, and I don’t know what witch I pissed off in a past life to be afflicted, but it’s there. In my heart. Scraping at the walls like a caged animal. My uncle always said I was the smartest person he knew, but when it came to boys, I was a damn fool. I can’t say he’s wrong.