Chapter 12
She froze. It was probably the meanest thing I had ever said to
her.
I had always thought so about her, but it was truth. Lacy was a through sheltered princess who knew literally nothing about how
cruel the world could be.
The only hardship she had ever been through was watching her
parent separate because her billionaire father decided to move
back to Canada to start a new family.
Lacy was left behind with her Mom, it must have been hard for a little girl watching her family fall apart suddenly.
It couldn’t be called a real hardship on the financial point of view
as the loaded man set up a trust fund for her before her Mom
met my old man, David.
She was a literally spoilt princess who didn’t’t even have a
savings.
Hurt flashed across her blue eyes, it was glossy for a split
second before it turn fierce, staring right back at me.
“Don’t lecture me like you have gone through hardships! You live in a masion too.” she retorted, hiding how she hurtful my
statement was.
“You know nothing about me. Besides being the perfect golden
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girl in everyone’s eyes. You never struggled in school, never got into trouble, never had a single bad day in your entire life”
She couldn’t deny that, even though we grew up together, her experience was completely different from mine. She was always handled with care. I was always the “bad” kid. She was an honor student, while I barely made it through high school. I only got into college because of a basketball scholarship.
“So what? You hate me because you got into trouble at school, but how can you blame me for that?”
I was taken aback by her response. She didn’t understand.
“It’s your
fault because no one ever looked at you like that. No one ever said, ‘Oh, Lacy, be careful, she’s bad news.“”
She had always been Lacy, pure and perfect, everyone’s favorite little sweetheart. Not a single flaw in her.
“Kol,” she said soothingly, her big blue eyes wide open, looking so innocent. “People don’t see you like that. You’re strong, and the trouble you get into is because you don’t take any crap. I… I love that about you.”
“You love that about me ” I repeated sarcastically, emphasizing
the one word I wanted her to feel the most embarrassed about
using.
“Fine, I just thought we could have a real conversation, but clearly I’m wrong.” She foled her arms and ready to leave.
“You can’t just leave with out giving me something to make it worth my time”
“Fuck off” She turned around again.
I pulled the blanket off my body, my nudity exposed to her. She stood still for a moment, her cheeks flaming hot. She turned to flee but I grabbed her arm before she could go..
“Let me go.”
“No.” I shook my head and I pulled her back and pushed her on
to the bed.
“Don’t do it Kol.” she struggled to get out of my death grasp but
her efforts were fruitless. I locked her hands above her head, her
boobs jiggling as she struggled to break free.
“No”
Having her pinned under my naked body had been a longing and
unfulfilled fantasy of mine- until this moment. I just needed to
stop her from thrashing about, get rid of her clothes, and leave
her a moaning mess with marks all over her ivory skin.
I could have her if I want.
I came closer and she exhaled nervously but didnt move.
