CHAPTER 27

AMELIA

His face carries an expression of lust, the big dark eyes urging me to wrong thoughts so intensely they stare at me. I landed in her lap minutes ago and there was no escape, I revealed what my mother said earlier today. I told him about her betrayal, but his reaction, contrary to what I imagined, was appeasing, he went to his mother's defense without hesitation.

I should be running away from his touch, jumping away from his body and giving myself some dignity. He is my sister's fucking ex-husband after all. However, contrary to what my brain tells me to do, I move my hand to her face and slowly lower it to her bare back, finding the warm, soft skin.

You are a bad girl. he had said.

I don't agree with that, but I like to imagine that I can be one if I want to.

I've always played by the rules, although I'm not entirely saintly and have committed some transgressions throughout my teens, however, I've never done anything too serious that would shock Daddy's voters. I always di