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Gideon
“Yes,” she whispered.
Fucking yes—she told the goddamn truth like she’d been groomed to do since childhood. Stunned, I stared at her downturned head, heaviness sinking into my bones, my heart shriveling into a husk.
Or had she done so in order to get back at me for the threat I’d tossed out to get her to suck my dick? I wouldn’t really have told her mother—Addilyn had just needed some incentive to take what she’d been wanting for months. There was no fucking way I’d misread her desire, but I’d heard horror stories of girls consenting and later saying they hadn’t.
She’d dropped to her knees without physical force.
Wasn’t that consent?
My fucking lawyer didn’t have jack shit to say to Addilyn, and she wouldn’t look at me as she was dismissed from the witness stand. The fuck kind of attorney was he? It was like Dad had uncovered my records and told my lawyer what to do in order to control my future.
A future I knew in that moment I’d be cheated from by at least ten years, if not more.
Dad refused to acknowledge me. I didn’t exist to his bitch of a wife, and Addilyn?
I stared after her as she walked out of the courtroom, her spine straight. She didn’t glance my way.
A haughty princess who’d been forced to blow a guy she’d been wet for since first meeting him. I didn’t fucking doubt it. But I guess I’d gone too far—and the bitch decided to ruin me just like she’d promised all those weeks ago.
I had wanted to give her every piece of my soul—fuck I would have, given the chance—and she chose to close me out. Shut me off.
My disappointment in her faded as heat simmered to life in my gut. She’d fucking betrayed the connection between us, the truth of what we could have been. She’d chosen her mother’s way of life. And Devon.
My hands fisted, the need to beat the shit out of something swelling inside me until that same blood rage overrode my senses.
Addilyn Reed was nothing more than a selfish cunt, just like her mother. Fucking bitch—and I’d fallen for her and those supposed peaceful moments we’d had between us.
Had she been playing me the whole damn time? So damn desperate for attention since Ingrid didn’t give her any beyond negativity?
Manipulative, little bitch.
The door closed behind her, and I shifted my focus toward the sheriff, hanging onto the stifled scream of rage growing in my mind.
He smirked, his arms crossed. Devon mirrored his pose.
Fuck Addilyn and fuck her shitface boyfriend.
I faced forward, not giving two shits about my fate. I didn’t bother turning to look at Dad. He’d betrayed me, same as the girl he probably couldn’t wait to get his hands on.
Fucking sick bastard.
How long until he took his grooming to completion, threatened Addilyn, and stole her innocence? How long until Ingrid found out and raised enough of a stink that he decided to bury the bitch?
Why the fuck do you even care?
I told myself I didn’t. My fuckface of a father could have the high and mighty snob. Sure, I’d gotten her on her knees to swallow a few days’ worth of cum, but I hadn’t taken her down a rung or two like I’d thought.
The princess reigned supreme, but only the jury would decide for how long.
Cold descended over my mind, settling over the rage twisting my stomach. No longer angry, just…numb.
The jury of my non-peers got together in a separate room, and in less than an hour, they came to a verdict.
Guilty.
Sentenced to ten years.
A handful of people clapped at the news, and when being led out, I didn’t turn, didn’t give the shits behind me the time of day.
They could all go straight to fucking hell.
In ten years I’d be back—and I wouldn’t come asking forgiveness.
I would take my revenge.
