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Chapter 3 Totally different from how he sounded when we fucked. Didn't need to hear anything else. I got the picture real clear. That's when my heart finally went completely cold. Turns out he was never some emotionless robot. He just never gave a shit about me. After Kennedy heard everything, she made this sad pouty face and threw her arms around my neck. "God, babe, why didn't you tell me sooner?

I had no idea you were dealing with all this crap." "If I knew, I swear even if Asher tried skinning me alive, I never would've ratted out our plan!" Caden listened to the whole thing, quiet for a minute, then said: "Look... my brother, he-" Kennedy's eyes went red. She cut him off: "Get the fuck out! You and your brother are both trash!" She kicked and yelled until she finally chased Caden out of there. Then she turned back, saw I still looked like shit, and hugged me tight again. "We're so screwed, aren't we?

How did we both end up with such garbage guys?" "Should've trusted our guts..." I let out this tired sigh. When you pick wrong, you gotta bail. That's it. I pulled myself together, forced a smile: "It's fine. We'll get another shot." "This plan flopped, so we'll just run again." "But next time-you better not sell me out again!" By dinner time, they finally let me and Kennedy out. The house was packed with Harrington family members. And surprise-Bianca showed up too. Here's the thing: out of all us younger people, based on family status and money, I had the least business marrying Asher.

Only reason I got to marry him was because way back when the Harringtons were starting out, my family-the Carlisles-helped them big time. So this "business marriage" was really just them paying back a favor, throwing my family a bone. Chapter 3 That's why in the whole Harrington clan, Asher's mom Diane hated me most. After she heard about our escape attempt, she went pretty easy on Kennedy-just lectured her a bit. But when she looked at me? Instant bitch mode, all passive-aggressive: "Fine, Kennedy got her feelings hurt, so let her throw her fit." "But YOU, Sloane-you're my oldest son's wife.

Instead of talking sense into her, you're out here acting just as crazy?" "This is what we get for letting trash into this family-no class, no brains. Pathetic." I wasn't just messing around though. Everyone was here anyway-perfect time to get everything out in the open. I glanced at Bianca, about to say something. But she beat me to it, putting on her sweet fake-nice voice: "Diane, come on, don't be mad!

Look, I screwed up too-that's why I'm here, to clear things up." "So the day I got back, I picked up Asher's phone by accident-some random number was calling, no name or anything-and they just hung up on me." "Now that I'm thinking about it... that was you, wasn't it Sloane? Did you maybe, like... misunderstand something?" She smiled all gentle, but her eyes had this smug challenge in them. I pulled this fake smile right back at her, keeping my face blank: "Oh yeah?

So what's your explanation exactly?" "What were you two doing that day?" She laughed, acting all innocent: "I just got back and missed Asher SO much, so we were just... you know, catching up and stuff!" Catching up? With all that moaning and heavy breathing? Real emotional reunion you had there. I let out a cold laugh, about to call out her bullshit. But Asher finally had enough. He snapped: "Keep this up and get the hell out. Now." (0) (0) Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter.

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