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They were there every other fucking day. The living room had been turned into a conference room and the whole team was there every day after school planning for God knows what.
Each time I carelessly walked up to my room, still not decided, not on whether or not to join but whether or not their ulterior motives would later cause problems for me.
But I decided that I would never find out unless I took the risk.
'I'm in.' I say, walking to the table with upmost confidence.
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'We've already began the works of finding the vault. Roman is working on hacking into all the data, mobiles and systems of Ryder and his workers. But in the meantime, Ryder needs to think that his plan is working. That he will successfully inherit both you and Calvin's inheritance, and that you aren't planning anything. That you've made up with Calvin, on Ryder's accord, as a way of keeping you in control... Meaning, you and Calvin, need to appear...together, in public places, school, to and fro school. The public eye will be over you two.' Christian explain.
My gaze lands over Calvin, his hair, dishevelled and messy, a cocky grin plastered across face as he watches me. I click my neck, removing my eyes from him. I'm doing this for my mother, for myself.
'Fine, anything else for now?' I mumble.
'Not yet, our meetings will be postponed to once a week where you'll be updated and informed on the current situation. Okay, great, let's get this started.' Sperm Donor claps his hands together as the assembly disassembles.
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'Morning princess.' A voice calls over me, pulling me from my slumber. I turn to face up and see that the carsehole is here.
'What the fuck are you doing here?' I say, getting up from bed, rubbing my sleep filled eyes.
'Babe, have you forgot? I'm here to take you to school.' I roll my eyes.
i'm doing this for revenge. i'm doing this for revenge. i'm doing this for revenge.
'Don't babe me, the acting was only when people can see us.'
'Sweetheart, you know I'm not acting.'
'Of course you aren't, just like you haven't been acting for the past 10 months.' I go to move away from him but he grabs my arm, pulling me against him, his woody, spicy scent, disarming my guard completely.
