Broken Trust(Devastation Duet #2) - Winter Paige Page 0,31

of my pants and clasp the bracelet around my wrist. Then I make my way into my room as if nothing has changed because I won’t make them shoulder this, too. It’s my burden to carry, alone.

Chapter Thirteen

Costin

Night after night, we watch. Night after night, we party. We wait. We play the roll we were groomed to fill. Finally, Douglass shows.

“How are you, Costin? Another beauty, I see.” Douglass gestures at the dark hair bobbing in my lap. I fucking hate this part of the game. I don’t want this girl, but it’s all part of the show.

“Always.” I laugh. “So, who did you bring tonight? Wouldn’t mind taking someone new for a spin.”

“Just you wait. They aren’t on the menu, per se, but they put on one hell of a performance. I don’t share, and the girl is still… intact.” He laughs.

“Intact?”

“A virgin… technically, but you and I both know there are plenty of other ways to enjoy a body like that. They are both delicious.” He nods in the direction of a beautiful young woman walking towards us, clinging to the hand of a lean, yet muscular guy. Both about my age and both scantily dressed. The kids from the photo.

Grinding my teeth, I take in a deep breath and attempt to tamp down my anger. They are adults now, but they have been with him for years. I can see it all in their eyes. How did this slip past us before? Have we always been so blind?

“Lilabelle. Kendrick. Show my friend Costin here what you can do. Dance for us.” Douglass motions to the corner for the music to start. “Now.”

Kendrick pulls her trembling body to his and whispers something into her hair then kisses her softly. Not sexually but comforting? Swaying to the music, they enchant the room with the most beautifully erotic dance I have ever seen. I have completely forgotten about the girl in my lap and knock her to the floor when I lean forward, watching only them. They are magic. Touching, caressing, and undressing each other as if they share one mind. Connected soul deep and only aware of each other, blocking out everything around them. I am in total awe until Douglass’ shout breaks the trance.

“On your knees, both of you!” they quickly kneel at his feet as he frees his pathetic excuse for a cock. “Suck me. Together.”

The man takes her hand, and they both lean forward, going to work on Douglass. After a few moments, he stands.

“Fuck her ass, Kendrick.” Douglass demands, and a single tear rolls down her cheek.

“You’re my girl, Lilabelle Fayre Maxfield. I am so sorry. You and me. Forever. I love you, Dame.” Kendrick whispers with a trembling chin before kissing her.

“Maxfield?” My eyes go wide. No, it couldn’t be. “Who-” but I am interrupted by shouts at the other end of the room.

Eliana

Night after night, I have sat alone. Night after night, I have nothing. No sunshine, no smiles, no laughter. Every emotion is painted on. My every move is faked. And I am done. In two days, I am set to wed Jaxx, and I have lost all hope of ever being free of my father’s lies. The truth may set me free, but too many of them want me locked away. I miss my time with Jonah… I miss my life before and hate this life enough to take my chances with what comes after.

Sliding my foot into my red Jimmy Choo peep toe, I turn to the mirror, taking in the thin girl staring back at me. She is beautiful. She is flawless. She is a mirage. She is destruction and chaos. She is poison. She is the ruin of all that is good.

“Who are you?” I take another long drink from the bottle dangling at my side as a single tear rolls down my cheek.

“I hate you! It’s all your fault!” I scream, throwing the heavy bottle at my trifold mirror and watching my reflection shatter before I crumble to the floor with a scream. The alcohol no longer dulls the pain. I am alone in my hell while everyone else moves on around me. The house is silent with the proof of that. I lean forward, picking up a large piece of broken mirror. I wonder if a girl without a beating heart can even bleed. Surely the blood no longer flows through my veins; it just sits stagnant as I am. I drag the rigid glass down