Page 36 of Vicious Games

Idiots.

Then again, I have my own rule about not messing with them.

Seems cruel.

And yeah, I’m an asshole—but I’m not a heartless asshole.

I know what I am—a quick fuck ‘em and dump ‘em kind of guy.

Everyone knows that.

And they still line up.

So, really, who’s using who in this equation?

“Fuck, he’s hot,” Enzo mutters beside me.

The fuck?

I was so distracted by Frankie that I didn’t even notice Father McDonagh introducing a new priest to our parish.

“Father Alejandro Torres will be spending his residency here at St. Mary’s,” Father McDonagh announces. “He’ll also be helping out at St. Mary’s Orphanage and Sacred Heart Academy by offering confession.”

“I’d like to make a confession right now,” Enzo murmurs, practically eye-fucking the new young priest from our pew.

I roll my eyes since it’s old news that my brother is an even bigger slut than I am.

See, I have standards. Rules.

Enzo?

He thrives on drama.

And from the way he’s licking his lips like he’s about to devour Father Torres I can already tell—he sees this as a challenge too mouthwatering to pass up.

“You’re gonna fuck that priest, aren’t you?”

“Yes. Yes, I am.” He smirks, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

“Poor fucker doesn’t even know what he’s in for.”

“Nine inches shoved down his throat. That’s what he’s in for,” my twin retorts.

“Thanks for the visual, asshole.”

“You’re welcome.”

Smack.

I jerk in my seat, rubbing the back of my head. “The fuck was that for, Stella?” I glare at my sister, who looks far too smug for my liking.

“Enzo was too far to reach, so you had to take one for the team,” she replies with a sweet, fake smile.

She leans forward, shooting Enzo a scathing look.

“Hey, dickhead, thanks for teaching Annamaria how to give a blowjob at church,stronzo.”

“My bad?” Enzo says, glancing over at our very red-faced baby sister.

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