ROMANCE: MC Romance: Owned by The Bad Boy (Stepbrother Bad Boy BBW Ménage Mafia Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Alpha Male Billionaire Romance Short Stories) by Chloe Sexton Page B
Authors: Chloe Sexton
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house. I went to hang out at Marsha´s for a bit. We work together at the call center. She said that he obviously fancies me. Damon was acting like a kid on the playground, pretending that he didn´t like me. I told her straight about the way when he does talk to me, it is as if I am beneath him. If he does look at me, it is as if it hurts his eyes. I´m not the most beautiful girl in the world. Sure, I could do with a few extra pounds. I have a handful of breasts and that is about it. Everything, is practically flat. Even my ass. Anyway, I went back home after cooling down and my things were outside the gate.
I buzzed, so they could let me in. Damon answered the telecom. He said, “Did you get your bone?”
Sure enough on top of my things was the same chicken bone. The lights were strong outside so I could see it clearly. I thought it was some kind of sick joke.
I replied, “Sure….”
He screamed down the intercom, “Well go bury it!” Then the lights went out. That was the last time I was in the house. Two days ago, right now it felt like a lifetime. Sleeping in the car hadn´t been fun. I could have called mom, but since they got married they hadn´t been on honeymoon. Charles had been promising mom for months and finally they got to go on their cruise for two weeks. I didn´t want to spoil the fun. I knew once mom got back things would settle and I would move back in the house. Mom was an only child. We had no close relatives. It was always just me and her. I had nowhere to go. It felt logical just to wait until she got back, studying takes up all my cash. I knew once she came back things would be better, or at least I hoped it would be.
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“Come here.” He commanded as he stood up from his desk. He curled his finger up, giving me bodily direction on what he wanted me to do. Caine had shut the door and left the study. I wished he would come back. The large mahogany desk was in front of me and I was nervous about approaching it as he moved towards the other end. Closer to me.
I walked slowly as if I was a child in a principal’s office. Mom had called and made it clear that a simple apology was needed and I shouldn´t be calling Damon names. It reflected badly on how she had brought me up.
What reflected on how she brought me up was bringing me to this house. We weren´t welcome, she was too in love to see it. The house still had pictures of his ex-wife. She up and left Charles when Damon was a baby.
No one spoke about it. It was almost as if they pretended that she was dead. I did ask once why she had never been in touch. I was told simply by Damon, ´None of your business.´
That was maybe the second time he had spoken to me in the few weeks that we lived in the house. I reflected about the way he had thrown me out. Leaving the bone on top of my clothes. I didn´t have much and him leaving it outside the gate highlighted that. I got a scholarship to study at college. It only paid for my fees. My books, equipment, clothes etc. all came out of my own pocket. Which was why I needed to work at the call center.
It was not a bad job. Helping students with the enquiries and logging them in an action database. Not only for my college, but all colleges in the New York state. I was lucky to find the job, because the pay was quite high. Just not high enough for me to keep the car going and everything else. There is never anything left at the end of the month.
Charles made it clear when they got married that he was confident that mom wasn´t after his money. Which was more than could be said for the rest of the family. They asked him constantly if he got her to sign a pre-nup. So, he made her do it. Mom happily agreed saying, that she never had much. So, it was all new to her, to have so much.
I made sure that I never changed my lifestyle. I kept working and paying my own way. We gave up the trailer to
I buzzed, so they could let me in. Damon answered the telecom. He said, “Did you get your bone?”
Sure enough on top of my things was the same chicken bone. The lights were strong outside so I could see it clearly. I thought it was some kind of sick joke.
I replied, “Sure….”
He screamed down the intercom, “Well go bury it!” Then the lights went out. That was the last time I was in the house. Two days ago, right now it felt like a lifetime. Sleeping in the car hadn´t been fun. I could have called mom, but since they got married they hadn´t been on honeymoon. Charles had been promising mom for months and finally they got to go on their cruise for two weeks. I didn´t want to spoil the fun. I knew once mom got back things would settle and I would move back in the house. Mom was an only child. We had no close relatives. It was always just me and her. I had nowhere to go. It felt logical just to wait until she got back, studying takes up all my cash. I knew once she came back things would be better, or at least I hoped it would be.
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“Come here.” He commanded as he stood up from his desk. He curled his finger up, giving me bodily direction on what he wanted me to do. Caine had shut the door and left the study. I wished he would come back. The large mahogany desk was in front of me and I was nervous about approaching it as he moved towards the other end. Closer to me.
I walked slowly as if I was a child in a principal’s office. Mom had called and made it clear that a simple apology was needed and I shouldn´t be calling Damon names. It reflected badly on how she had brought me up.
What reflected on how she brought me up was bringing me to this house. We weren´t welcome, she was too in love to see it. The house still had pictures of his ex-wife. She up and left Charles when Damon was a baby.
No one spoke about it. It was almost as if they pretended that she was dead. I did ask once why she had never been in touch. I was told simply by Damon, ´None of your business.´
That was maybe the second time he had spoken to me in the few weeks that we lived in the house. I reflected about the way he had thrown me out. Leaving the bone on top of my clothes. I didn´t have much and him leaving it outside the gate highlighted that. I got a scholarship to study at college. It only paid for my fees. My books, equipment, clothes etc. all came out of my own pocket. Which was why I needed to work at the call center.
It was not a bad job. Helping students with the enquiries and logging them in an action database. Not only for my college, but all colleges in the New York state. I was lucky to find the job, because the pay was quite high. Just not high enough for me to keep the car going and everything else. There is never anything left at the end of the month.
Charles made it clear when they got married that he was confident that mom wasn´t after his money. Which was more than could be said for the rest of the family. They asked him constantly if he got her to sign a pre-nup. So, he made her do it. Mom happily agreed saying, that she never had much. So, it was all new to her, to have so much.
I made sure that I never changed my lifestyle. I kept working and paying my own way. We gave up the trailer to
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