Payback Princess by Stunich C. M

Payback Princess by Stunich C. M

Author:Stunich, C. M. [Stunich, C. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Crime, Suspense, Mystery, thriller
Amazon: B098XV45JF
Goodreads: 58518063
Publisher: Sarian Royal
Published: 2021-09-20T07:00:00+00:00


For once in my life, I’m allowed to sleep in at the Vanguard household. When I do finally wake up, it’s at Delphine’s insistence as she gently shakes me awake.

“Mrs. Vanguard suggested you might’ve had a hard day and needed some extra rest.” She releases my shoulder and stands back up, smiling fondly, if not a little sadly, down at me. “Justin Prior will arrive in an hour to pick you up.”

Oh.

Great.

I get to spend the day with the man who’s holding my boyfriend hostage and then leveraging that against me to sleep with his two best friends. Awesome. Totally the way I’d intended on spending Memorial Day.

With a sigh, I climb out of bed, grab a lime-green sweater with the words Gamer Girl on the front—subtle, I know—and a pair of jeans. A quick rinse, a good fifteen minutes of fiddling with my wavy hair, and a dash of pink eye shadow with a bit of liner, and I’m ready to go.

My timing, as always, is impeccable, and I end up running into Maxx in the hallway.

He’s all dressed-up, too, and I find that I can’t take my eyes off of him.

He, on the other hand, just frowns at me.

“You’re really going to do this?” he asks, studying my outfit with a gleam in his eyes that either wasn’t there before last night or that he did a very, very good job of hiding. Then again, I think back on certain moments, like the one in this very hallway when Parrish, Maxx, and I were discussing Antonio’s party. Parrish and I started throwing insults at one another, and I remember that Maxx got this look of pure irritation on his face that I didn’t understand at the time.

Was he already into me then?

I can be denser than a box of rocks when it comes to love interests, I’ll give you that.

“I’m really going to do this,” I admit, nodding and tucking a loose strand of hair behind one ear. I’m wearing the tennis bracelet that Tess bought me on that same wrist, just to see if I can’t get a rise out of Justin when he sees me wearing it.

I want to see if he’s pleased—meaning that he might care about Tess more than he’s letting on. Or annoyed, in which case, he might reveal the true extent of his hatred for her. At this point, I can’t decide if he’s just trying to ruin her life or if he wants her back.

The whole Milk Carton app scenario is making me lean toward the latter.

“It makes me nervous,” X admits, letting his big body slouch against the doorjamb. For a second there, things are almost normal between us. “Seeing the girl I just slept with walk out the door with a murderer.”

And there we go.

It gets weird again.

I stare at him, and I try not to think about how damn big he was, or how I’m a tiny bit sore, or how much I liked it. Because it’s fucked-up. This is all so damn fucked-up.



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