“You should’ve said something to us first, man,” Nix states solemnly.
“I knew you two would try to stop me.”
“Duh.” Dee sighs in exasperation. “We would’ve talked some sense into you.”
Doubt thrums through my mind. Victoria is a scheming bitch… vindictive and cutthroat too. Did I play into her trap? It’s no secret I’m volatile, impulsive, and ruthless. Victoria counted on my reckless nature to cloud my better judgement.
“Cocoa’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you and you wrecked her.” Dee shakes his head in disappointment. “She puked her fucking guts out, Maverick.”
Cocoa made my life worth living. What the fuck have I done?
“I’m getting to the bottom of this,” I vow, bounding through the door.
“She’ll never forgive you.”
Dee’s warning reaches my ears, sending a jolt to my heart. I barrel out of the house, hoping there’s still a chance to salvage this situation. I hop into my Jeep and text Victoria.
Maverick: You home alone?
Victoria: Yeah, why?
Maverick: I want some pussy.
Victoria: Okay, leaving the door unlocked for you. I’ll be waiting in bed.
She’s always willing to please me unquestionably. A trait of hers I have no problem exploiting. I speed down the street, revenge on the brain.
Victoria poses seductively in the center of her bed completely naked. Long, silky blond hair, smooth milky skin, and lithe body; she’s a fantasy for most guys. Unfortunately, she gives true meaning to the adage beauty is only skin-deep.
“I miss having your cock inside me, Maverick,” she purrs, spreading her legs.
I would’ve fucked her a year ago, but now my dick doesn’t even twitch.
She dips a slender finger into her hairless cunt. “What are you waiting for? I’m wet and ready.”
I climb on the bed and straddle her.
“You have to take your clothes off first.” She giggles.
I strike quick, wrapping both hands around her neck and squeezing tight. It pleases me to watch her eyes widen in alarm, amusement swiftly replaced with fear. She latches on to my wrists, grappling for freedom. Lack of oxygen turns her lips a bluish tint.
“Cocoa never cheated on me.” I squeeze a tad bit harder. “The truth, unless you want a crushed trachea.” I release her throat. “Tell me everything from the beginning.”
“I bumped into Jake a couple weeks back,” Victoria rasps, licking her dry lips nervously. “He has a personal vendetta against you, and I hate Cocoa. We started hanging out, devising ways to break you guys up.”
“And the mall?” I ask, anger spiking.
“We saw her and put our plan into motion. Jake thought he could guilt Cocoa into agreeing to a date. I took pictures while they were talking to build evidence of a relationship.”
“If she agreed?”
Victoria fidgets apprehensively, averting her gaze.
“Answer me!” I roar.
“Okay.” Tears glisten in her eyes. “He was going to coerce her into having sex and secretly record it.”
“Let me guess,” I say in a deathly quiet tone, raw fury flooding my veins. “You were going to send it to every kid at school.”
