Page 84 of They Are Mine

Then, I press the tip against my lips, dragging a slow, thick smear across my mouth.

Red.

Bold.

Too much.

It’s not me.

It’s not soft, not delicate, not the kind of color Orion’s woman should wear.

I sneer, wiping it away with the back of my hand, leaving a smudge of red across my skin.

Tammy thinks she’s sexy. She thinks she’s edgy.

She’s not.

She’s desperate.

And Orion doesn’t need a desperate woman.

He needs a soft woman. A sweet woman.

A woman who takes care of him.

I cap the lipstick, set it back where I found it.

Then, before I leave, I go back to her bedroom, grab one of her cheap little bras from the laundry basket, and cut it in half.

Just because I can.

Just because it makes me feel better.

I make one last stop in the kitchen and open both the freezer and fridge doors.

And then, I slip out the way I came.

I have cupcakes to bake.

Chapter Fourteen

Orion

I’ve been here for hours, burning through reps, pushing heavier, faster, harder.

Because last night?

Last night, Tammy decided to show up at my place with her bullshit again.

Accusingmeof cheating. Of moving on too fast.

Like she wasn’t the one who fucked someone else behind my back.

Crazy. Fucking. Bitch.

I ignore the latest string of texts lighting up my phone, focus on the weight in my hands, the tension in my muscles, the steady burn that drowns out the noise in my head.

Then,shewalks in.

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