Contents ( 300)
- The Sin Trilogy
- Meghan March
- Contents
- Note From The Author
- Richer Than Sin
- About Richer Than Sin
- Prologue
- Lincoln
- One
- Lincoln
- Two
- Lincoln
- Three
- Whitney
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Whitney
- Eight
- Lincoln
- Nine
- Whitney
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Lincoln
- Fourteen
- Lincoln
- Fifteen
- Whitney
- Sixteen
- Whitney
- Seventeen
- Whitney
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Whitney
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Whitney
- Twenty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Two
- Whitney
- Thirty-Three
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Four
- Whitney
- Thirty-Five
- Whitney
- Thirty-Six
- Whitney
- Thirty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Nine
- Whitney
- Forty
- Whitney
- Forty-One
- Lincoln
- Forty-Two
- Whitney
- Forty-Three
- Whitney
- Forty-Four
- Whitney
- Forty-Five
- Lincoln
- Forty-Six
- Whitney
- Forty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Forty-Eight
- Whitney
- Forty-Nine
- Lincoln
- Fifty
- Whitney
- Fifty-One
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Two
- Whitney
- Fifty-Three
- Whitney
- Fifty-Four
- Lincoln
- Guilty As Sin
- About Guilty As Sin
- One
- Whitney
- Two
- Lincoln
- Three
- Whitney
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Whitney
- Eight
- Lincoln
- Nine
- Whitney
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Whitney
- Fourteen
- Whitney
- Fifteen
- Lincoln
- Sixteen
- Lincoln
- Seventeen
- Whitney
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Seven
- Whitney
- Twenty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Whitney
- Thirty-Two
- Whitney
- Thirty-Three
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Four
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Five
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Six
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Seven
- Whitney
- Thirty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Nine
- Whitney
- Forty
- Lincoln
- Forty-One
- Whitney
- Forty-Two
- Lincoln
- Forty-Three
- Whitney
- Forty-Four
- Lincoln
- Forty-Five
- Whitney
- Forty-Six
- Lincoln
- Forty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Forty-Eight
- Whitney
- Forty-Nine
- Lincoln
- Fifty
- Whitney
- Fifty-One
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Two
- Whitney
- Fifty-Three
- Whitney
- Fifty-Four
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Five
- Whitney
- Reveling In Sin
- About Reveling in Sin
- One
- Whitney
- Two
- Whitney
- Three
- Lincoln
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Lincoln
- Eight
- Whitney
- Nine
- Lincoln
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Lincoln
- Fourteen
- Whitney
- Fifteen
- Lincoln
- Sixteen
- Whitney
- Seventeen
- Lincoln
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Whitney
- Twenty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Eight
- Whitney
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Whitney
- Thirty-Two
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Three
- Whitney
- Thirty-Four
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Five
- Whitney
The impact of a single word has never been stronger.
“Jesus Christ.” I bring a hand to my face and cover my mouth.
Whitney’s gaze drops to her lap. “You have to understand, between your mom and Renee, there was no chance anyone would let us be together, so I did what I thought was right. I hoped if I could just keep Renee and Ricky happy, they’d leave you alone . . . but it wasn’t enough. Renee won’t stop. Now all she cares about is money, and she’ll destroy everything in her path to get it.”
I wrap both arms around Whitney and lift her into my lap. “Why didn’t you tell me? We could have figured it out together. Commodore would’ve crushed her before he’d let her take down Riscoff Holdings. And he sure as hell never would’ve let Ricky inherit a damn thing if he didn’t think he would be a decent CEO. He wasn’t even going to let my dad have the company.”
Whitney’s shocked gaze collides with mine. “What? I thought . . . I thought the tradition was impossible to change.”
“Turns out Commodore doesn’t give a shit about tradition when it’s weighed against keeping the company out of the wrong hands. I can’t believe you did that for me, for us. Jesus Christ, Blue. Why?”
She lays her head on my shoulder. “Because I loved you too much to let her ruin your life, and I had the chance to stop her. So I did.”
Ten years ago, I thought Whitney deserted me for another man, but she did something so much bigger. She gave up us to save me.
“I didn’t deserve you then, just like I don’t deserve you now. I’m so sorry you thought you had to do it.”
“Don’t say that. I don’t want it to all have been for nothing. I kept her away for ten years, but I just couldn’t handle it anymore. Not after Ricky . . .” Whitney pauses, and I can’t let her go on.
“No matter what happens next, I will protect you. And someday, I’m going to prove I’m worthy of you.”
We ride in silence the rest of the way to the estate. As we approach the gate, the SUV slows to navigate the throng of reporters who are all crowded around something—not the gate, but a car parked on the side of the road with a redhead standing next to it.
“What the hell is going on?”
Whitney lifts her head and follows my gaze out the window. “Shit. Jackie was right. Renee is back, and she’s here.”
Eight
Whitney
Even though I haven’t seen her brassy red head in months, I would recognize Renee Rango anywhere. There’s no mistaking her in the middle of the swarm of reporters outside the gates of the Riscoff estate, although I wish I was wrong.
Nerves buzz to life like little soldiers ready to hold the line, because every time I face Renee, it’s a battle. And this time, I have no doubt she’s out for blood. My last encounter with her started and ended with her accusing me of murdering her son, in front of two police officers and the coroner, while I was making a positive ID of Ricky’s body.