The Princess of Chaos (An Underestimated Novel Book 2) by Candice Wright

Author:Candice Wright [Wright, Candice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Megan

Friday rolls around bringing with it a nervous kind of anticipation. Over the last few days, the hostile stares have eased, at least for the most part. People even spoke to me in a friendly manner. I don't know why I found that harder to deal with than all the animosity. Maybe it's because hostility was what I was used to and sometimes there is comfort in the familiar, even if the familiar is bad for you.

When people greet me and smile or ask about my day, there is always that moment of doubt that’s waiting for the other shoe to drop. Like that scene in the Stephen King movie Carrie, where she gets tricked and ends up with blood all over her on prom night and a roomful of people laughing at her, that’s what I’ve been waiting for. So far, so good, no blood showers as of yet.

As I slip a silver hoop into my ear, I take a step back, check my reflection in the mirror, and smirk. The guys left an hour ago for church but I imagine they're done now. When they see what I’m wearing, they’re likely going to kill me.

In my defense, they dumped this party information on my head at lunchtime. When I tried to back out, they informed me that as their old lady it was mandatory that I go. Of course, that’s utter bullshit. I swear they forget I grew up with bikers.

Sure, old ladies are welcome to most of the parties but they don’t have to go. Most women don't want to sit around watching aging bikers getting their dicks sucked by the club girls. And then there are the brothers that prefer to leave their old ladies at home so they can fuck whoever they want.

In that sense, I’m glad they want me to go. It shows they aren't interested in the other girls but I want to be there tonight about as much as I want to get a Pap test.

Well, if they are going to force me to go even though I will be uncomfortable as fuck, then I’m determined to even the score and make them uncomfortable too. If this outfit doesn't make them hard, nothing will.

The white sleeveless T-shirt with the slash neck was a steal at a few dollars, but what's the point in spending more when I was going to cut most of it away? And that's what I did. The T-shirt now stops just below my boobs. In fact, it’s so short that if I lift my arms, you can see the bottom of my white lace bra underneath.

I teamed it with a pair of dark denim shorts. They aren't short enough to get a flash of the money shot but they are short enough to leave little to the imagination. They are so tight, they look like they’ve been sprayed on.

On my feet, I’m rocking six-inch stiletto thigh-high black leather boots, which make my legs look endlessly long and give my look a sexy, edgy vibe.

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