Page 47 of Possessive Mr. Pen

“You don’t have to act, Hilary.You’re perfect the way you are.”

She scoffs and pushes her hand against my mouth, forcing my head up and my eyes forward.

“Focus on driving, not slobbering all over me,” she hisses.

“See?Perfect,” I growl.

She shakes her head and rolls her eyes, but a small smile plays on her lips.

I pull up to the curb, toss the keys to the valet, and push the attendant away to help Hilary out of the car.Arm in arm, I lead her into New York City’s most luxurious jewelry store.

A shriek pierces my ears.I stiffen as a blur of pastel pink launches toward Hilary but drop my arm when she pushes me away.

“Hilary?Oh my god, itisyou.Hi!”

My gladiator goddess opens her arms and welcomes the young woman with a hug.

My insides morph to an arctic tundra as I recognize the girl.

Destiny Koch.My half sister.The legitimate heir to the Koch legacy.

My hatred doubles as she steals my warrior queen’s attention.

“Destiny!What are you doing here?”Hilary asks.

I grit my teeth, furious over their unexpected familiarity.When did my gladiator goddess become so close to my archnemesis?

“My mom made me come with her,” Destiny pouts.“She’s pretty excited about this new set they had delivered this morning.It’s all she’s talked about for weeks.”

Hilary glances at me and lifts her brows.I nod.The resolution in her eyes assures me she understands.

Jocelyn Koch will not be leaving with the jewelry she so covets.

“What do you think of the set?”Hilary asks Destiny.

Uncertainty jangles up my spine.Involving Destiny beyond watching her fall with her parents poses too many issues.

Destiny looks around before leaning forward.

“I… I kind of wish it didn’t exist.She cares more for shiny rocks than she does me,” she half whispers.

Hilary pulls her in for another hug and murmurs just loud enough for the three of us to hear.

“I got you, boo.Take notes, yeah?”

Destiny’s wide eyes pierce my soul.She’s easily double the age I was when her mother tore my life to pieces, but the innocence in her face is irrefutable.

Worms crawl in my stomach.

Revenge does not leave room for doubt, yet here I am hesitating in a jewelry store with irreversible plans underway.

Hilary sends Destiny off to evil incarnate as the woman emerges from the lush restroom.

I pull my warrior queen tight to my side and dig my fingertips into her hip.

“What was that?”I snarl into her ear.

She elbows me hard enough to knock the wind out of me.