When Sinners Hate (House of Skin Book 2) by Charlotte E Hart & Rachel De Lune

Author:Charlotte E Hart & Rachel De Lune [Hart, Charlotte E & Lune, Rachel De]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-27T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

ABEL

The drive to Terrell Hills is slow. I weave through traffic, letting the warmth of the sun through the window bring me back to the reality of San Antonio around me. Everything’s been unfamiliar this morning; the smell of her perfume in my home, the image of her in my shower, the smashed glass still littered over my floor. Even the look of her walking around my space still flicks through my head like a movie on repeat. I’m not sure how I feel about any of it.

I pull over to a corner store and get out. She’s the only woman, short of family and Carmen, to ever step foot in my home. I’ve been there years and kept it to myself, and now I’m thinking about sharing it? That wasn’t ever part of the fucking plan, regardless of marriage.

“Marlboro Red.”

The store owner turns to grab a pack and places it on the counter as I dig out some money. It’s only when I’ve paid for them and I’m walking out the door that I truly realise what I’ve just done. The door slams behind me and I slide them into my inside pocket. I’m smoking again? Three damn years of being quit and she’s making me smoke? “Son of a bitch,” I curse.

The goddamn irony of that statement is not lost on me as I pull back into traffic and head for my wife. I am a son of a bitch. And not only that, I’m the son of a pimp. I’m reminded of that every day when I look in a mirror. I might hate the thought of him, but I’m just like him and there’s no denying it. Barely any of Mother’s features took hold in me, not like the others she bred. I often wonder how she feels about that when she looks at me. Must be a reminder. A sharp fucking smack around the head about who’s in control around here. Still, at least I don’t make her spread her legs for a living. She’s damn good at doing that without needing my input.

Chuckling lightly, I pull up the drive at the house and wait. One of Mother’s servants comes out carrying Lexi’s bag, and I watch her walk out behind the guy. She seems looser somehow this morning, like she’s shed a layer of veneer and is trying for casual, as she slides her sunglasses on. Flowing red silk skirt. Contrasting patterned top tied high over her navel. I look down at her feet. Still sharp as hell heels residing down there, though.

“Good morning, husband,” she says, as she swings those long legs into the car. I smile and wait for the trunk to close, then pull off. “What is your plan for us today, then?”

“We’re going home. Your home.”

She turns her face to look at me, shocked. “Which one?”

“San Diego. I have a meeting with your father tomorrow.” And I want to see her there with him. I want to see how she behaves, how she acts – if she acts.

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