Page 75 of Pretty Little Threats

Not at all. I’ll send you the contact information. Still no luck?

It’s all dead ends. I’m a good hacker, but even I can admit when I need someone with a little more investigative experience.

At least you’re self-aware.

So. How’s married life?

Complicated.

But the sex is probably great, right?

What makes you think I would have sex with Dare?

You’d be crazy not to. That man is fine.

Jealousy curdles my blood.

That’s my husband you’re talking about.

Great. Now I sound like Dare.

Ooohhh. Are you jealous?

Hardly.

So, you wouldn’t mind if I paid him a little visit? I heard his cock is big, and I’m so horny...

My bestie knows what she’s doing, and my fingers fly across the screen to respond.

Don’t even think about it.

Stop talking about his cock.

HA! I knew it. You are jealous.

Bragging isn’t a good look.

Please, I’m beautiful and you know it.

So, it is big?

It’s adequate.

I’m not ready to admit how much I’ve come to like Dare’s cock.

Good thing that’s not the reason you married him. How goes plan “Ruin Dare’s Life?”

I’m working on it.

Lies. I’ve been too busy letting Dare own my body. That changes today. I have to remember the plot.

Sighing, I glance out the window, watching the buildings pass. The sidewalk is crawling with pedestrians on their way to work. Everyone is in a rush. Wrapped up in their own stories. My dad can be a jerk, but all things considered, what happened yesterday isn’t a big deal. My life could be way worse.

Like the lives of those families that Dare’s company destroys on a daily basis. Like those people who lose everything because they can’t keep up with their loan payments and end up going bankrupt.

You got this. If anyone can take him down, it’s you. Let’s hang out soon?

Deal.

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