Page 66 of F*ck It Out With A Devil

“Did you get a load of her body? Fucking perfection.” Onyx says, kissing his fingers.

“Let’s get something straight. I want to end her, if I so happen to fuck her down the line, then I will decide if I let you all have a taste.” I mumble.

“Yeah, yeah, we all know the rules, Wyck. We don’t need reminding.” Karter laughs. “Get your ass here, we need to check on the rest of the warehouses and come up with a front for them. If Hudson Antonelli was able to have one of our warehouses infiltrated, the others could be at risk as well.”

“Looks like another eventful night, boys.” I announce, walking to the lock box that houses all my sets of keys. Putting in the combination, I choose what car I’m gonna drive home in. I’m in need of speed… The Hellcat it is. “Don’t forget, we start school soon.” Wells whispers, and I almost fucking forgot.

“I have to get some shit to make it look like I’m actually living on campus. Don’t want the old man to suspect something’s up before the time is right.”

“Okay, dude, see you when you get home.” The guys call out as the call ends.

Jogging back into the house, I race back upstairs to my room. But before I make it there, I smell gingerbread once again. I look up and see Athens, standing in the doorway with a sheet across her body.

She looks at me, and I look at her. Her hair is piled on top of her head in one of those messy buns I love, her face is free of makeup, and her gray eyes take me in. Before I know it, she’s walking in my direction.

“Athens, where do you think you’re going?” My father calls out, and just like that, the spell she almost had me under is broken.

Red creeps up to her cheeks as she picks up her left hand to brush a strand of hair off her face. As she completes that simple gesture, my eyes are drawn to a tattoo on her forearm. I can’t make out what it says, but it’s definitely giving me a sense of deja vu.

“I- I was just going to get a drink of water.” She stammers.

“Well, I’m not done with you yet, so get that sweet ass back in here.” He moans. No doubt he’s stroking himself, trying to keep it up for a girl like her.

“Better get back to your wifely duties.” I sneer as I dash inside my room. I hear her door slam closed after a few seconds. “Good fucking riddance.” It takes me longer than expected to find and get what I’d need to stay gone for a few days.

As I’m about to walk out of my room, I hear their headboard banging against a wall. I open my door and slowly walk out when I hear my father’s primal grunts, and then his words that cause bile to rise in my throat.

“You’re a good fucking slut for daddy, aren’t you, baby?” Fuck me! I don’t wait around to hear her reply.

It’s not his words that make me sick, it’s the fact that he’s twenty years older than her. He needs to be with a woman his own age, but I guess that’s what happens when you have a midlife crisis.

I run down the stairs in an attempt to get the fuck out of there as I choke back the bile caught in my throat. As soon as I make it to my car, I speed off into the night.

“I’ve got to get fucking laid.” I yell, slamming my hand on the steering wheel.

I press the call button on my steering wheel and dial Onyx’s number.

“Where are you, bro?” He asks, picking up on the first ring.

“I’m almost there. Get our house guest ready for a long night. I have a lot of pent up aggression I need to relieve.” I chuckle, slamming the phone shut.

I’m jolted awake in the middle of what I think is the night, until I grab my phone and see that it’s only three am. Looking to my side, I see Fred, tangled in my sheets. I sigh and nudge her awake.

“Hey, it’s time for you to go back to your room.” She looks around confused as she pulls the covers close to her chest. “Too late to cover up now, I’ve already seen and had it all.”

“Did I pass your test? I won’t have to fuck the others will I?” She whispers, and I stifle a laugh at her questions.

“No, you won’t have to fuck me either. I just needed to relieve some stress.” I grunt. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Of course not, I like it rough.” She smiles at me.

“Come on, let’s get you back so you can get more sleep.” She nods her head, kicking the covers off and getting out of bed.

After I take her back to her room, I hop back in bed. While Fred wasn’t the best I had, she wasn’t the worst. She just doesn’t compare to my dirty, little girl.

As I get comfortable under my covers, my mind goes back to Athens. She’s fucking beautiful, and I would love nothing more that to fuck her out of my system, I can only imagine how it would make my father look and feel to know I fucked his soon-to-be wife.

Maybe I’ll do just that when it’s time for me to take him down. Right now, I have to focus on the fake product Court stole. It’s laced with something that will make the people who smoke it hallucinate or worse. That’s what he gets for stealing what wasn’t his in the first place.

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