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I grind my teeth as I take another inhale. “You came to me empty-handed tonight?”
He shakes his head again. “No. I have something. I have something real good. You’ll like it.”
“What could you possibly offer me? I have everything but your life, Patrick.”
He pushes his hands in his hoodie's pockets and begins to rock on his feet.
When he doesn’t say anything, I become agitated. I grip him by his disgusting hoodie and bring him so close to my face, that he can smell and taste the smoke rolling from my lips. “Don’t waste my fucking time. Get on with it.” I shake him for good measure.
He flinches. “My sister! My sister, Mae.”
I let go of him and laugh. James catches on and begins to cackle too. I shake my finger at Patrick. “What the fuck would I want with your sister? Get me my money, Patrick. You have a week.”
“No! No, wait. Look. Look at her.” He pulls his phone from his pocket and taps the screen, turning it so I can see her picture.
My heart stops. My eyes zero in.
She’s nothing like Patrick.
She’s beautiful with long brown hair and tan skin. Her eyes are light, like the greens of the ocean on a sunny day. Her smile captivates me.
“And how do you think Mae will pay your debts?” The longer I continue to stare at her, the more I realize she’s mine. Now that I know about her, nothing will stop me from taking her.
“She’s a virgin. She’s never been with anyone before. She’s pretty, right? I mean, I’m her only living relative, so I can use her, right? I can pay off my debts and be done?”
Poor girl.
She has no idea how much her life is about to change.
A virgin. I’ll be the only man she’ll ever have, the only one she’ll ever touch, the only cock she’ll ever take.
This. Her.
She is the piece I’ve been missing.
“I’ll even bring her to you, Mr. Roulette.”
I shake my head and send the picture to myself, my phone vibrating letting me know the image has been received. “No. Give me the location. I’ll get her myself.”
Mae has no idea how much her life has changed, but she’s just cured my craving.
Chapter Two
Mae
Life hasn’t always been perfect, but I’ve made the best of what I have. I’ve spent most of my life alone with my brother, which hasn’t been easy. Our parents died when we were young and Patrick did his best to raise me, but I know he’s gotten himself into a huge mess financially. It’s why a few years ago, I left the double-wide trailer we shared and moved to the other end of the island. I even changed my last name so my brother couldn’t find me.
The last thing I wanted was to get caught up in his bullshit. I love him, and I love everything he has tried to do for me, but there comes a time when family isn’t good for you and sometimes you have to cut ties. Blood doesn’t always mean loyalty. It can be toxic and kill.
And I won’t die because of my brother’s poor choices.
Now, is my life better on the end of the island?
No.
I’m just a waitress trying to make ends meet. I didn’t have the money for school, so now it’s just about survival. Ian Roulette owns the entire island, and everything is expensive. My rent is half my paycheck and I barely have enough for food.
It’s exhausting. Sometimes I wonder if I’d finally have peace if I just ended everything.