Deke’s jaw clenched so hard I half–expected his teeth to crack. His fists shook, his whole body practically vibrating with rage.
For a second, I thought he’d take a swing at me. Instead, he snatched something off the table and hurled it at the security camera in the corner.
“You selfish, calculating witch! I’d never marry someone like you!”
Oh, the irony. The same guy who used to worship me was now tearing me down like I was nothing.
I tuned him out. He sounded like a barking dog.
Flipping open my house contract, I smiled. “Deke, I could still put your name on the deed, you know. You mean more to me than money,
after all.”
The words almost made me gag, but I kept my voice soft, like I was just being impulsive.
Deke froze. Then–pathetic–he dropped to his knees in front of me. His eyes darted around, thinking, calculating.
“Babe, are you saying you changed your mind? You don’t really get how real estate works–maybe you should cancel the purchase and let me buy a place later instead.”
I leaned back, watching him like a cat watches a trapped mouse. “No need to cancel. If we get married, half of it’s yours anyway.”
His eyes lit up. “Really?!”
Greed practically dripped from him.
I tapped my chin, pretending to hesitate. “And my mom said if we get married, she’ll gift me another sixty grand and a car. Deke, think carefully–do you really want to marry me?”
For the first time, he hesitated. His head lowered, deep in thought.
I didn’t wait for an answer.
I got up, walked to my room, and locked the door behind me.
1/2
Chapter 5
Not long after, I heard him making another hushed phone call in the next room.
This time, I didn’t bother listening.
Two options:
One, he’d break up with me and lose the house and money
Two, he’d fake his way through a wedding to scain me out of everything.
Either way, I’d make sure his life became a living hell.
+25 BONUS
Half an hour later, a hesitant knock.
Deke’s voice came soft, careful. “Babe, let’s get married. My parents checked the calendar–next month’s end is perfect. What do you think?”
I didn’t open the door.
I just answered through it.
“No problem. But first, pay me back for my phone.”
