Saved By The Enemy by Emma Roberts

Author:Emma Roberts [Roberts, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Mina

Amelie Beaulieu carried herself like she was being forced upright by a pole. Her back was ramrod stiff as she stepped into the room, her face scrunched with dislike as she stepped into the formal living room. To be entirely fair, a grimy American holding a puke bucket and your unexpected stepdaughter waiting on the couch couldn’t have been the most pleasant surprise in the world.

Amelie was pretty, in a classical sort of way, possessing a tragic beauty that most women in Renaissance paintings seemed to. Her hair was loose and fell around her shoulders in perfect blonde ringlets. Julienne actually favored her a bit now that she had bleached her hair. Amelie had an impressive bustline, shapely legs, and a sense of fashion that was to be expected in an upper-class French woman.

But all observations of Amelie became secondary the moment I saw that in her right hand she was holding a Smith & Wesson Model 351C. I cursed Logan for my better than average knowledge of firearms. If he hadn’t taken me to a gun range so often during the hunt for our blackmailers, I wouldn’t have firsthand knowledge on exactly how deadly this situation was. I was sure I’d still be scared shitless, but somehow the knowing made it even worse.

“You little toad,” Amelie hissed in French at Julienne with undisguised disgust. “How the hell did you make it back here? You were supposed to be with Ancel by now, or dead. I don’t really care which.”

Julienne couldn’t have looked more shocked if I’d puked all over her shoes. She stared at Amelie, and tears gathered in her eyes. “You? It was you? I thought...”

“Ancel approached me with the idea at a party,” Amelie said, a nasty grin stretching across her face. “Said I could make sure that I was the sole inheritor when your crusty father finally dies.”

The tears spilled down Julienne’s cheeks as they turned a scalding shade of red. “Y-you sold me? Wait…Ancel?”

“I did try to do it the easy way, you know.” Amelie tilted her hip outward, tapping the side of her head like she was smart. “That automobile accident you were in was supposed to be the end. Quick, probably painless, and oh-so-common in LA is it not?”

“Accident? I wasn’t in any accident!” Julienne said.

Accident. With everything that had happened with Luciana, she’d never stopped to consider that the person who had run her off the road wasn’t involved with her. “I was in an accident,” she murmured.

“What?” Julienne’s eyes grew large then narrowed. “What type of car do you drive?”

“When I was run off the road, I drove a white Lexus.”

Julienne’s upper lip curled as she turned to her stepmother. “You evil bitch! You caused a wreck and couldn’t even hit the correct car?” Her gaze flew to me. “I too drive a white Lexus.” She spun back to Amelie. “You sold me to sex traffickers. You know what they were planning on doing to me?!”

“No more than you deserve, you brat,” Amelie shot back.

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