Chapter 1
Chapter One
Hudson
Corvus glanced over at me from my passenger seat.
“You sure your fam doesn’t mind me tagging along?” he asked.
Corvus was my best friend—had been since we were in elementary school.
The two of us were thick as thieves, as most people told us while we were while growing up.
If one of us was in trouble, the other could be found not too far away, if they weren’t already at the scene.
He was my ride or die, the person I went to when Mom was on her bullshit, which was quite a lot while I was growing up.
She hated that I was gay. Hated that I didn’t do well with authority.
She couldn’t stand my ADHD and my autism.
I wasn’t normal, and fuck, she hated abnormalities.
I had no idea why my stepfather had married her.
He was a decent guy. Didn’t look at me as if I were disgusting.
Didn’t think I had some problem in my head that needed to be fixed.
Kreed had saved me when he married my mother when I was sixteen, but despite all of that, I was still determined to ruin him.
Hence why I’d decided to come back home for Thanksgiving break instead of staying at my apartment with Corvus as we normally did.
Since starting college, I’d avoided home most of the time in an attempt to stay away from Bonnie, my mother.
I usually only went home during summer break because she was gone ninety-nine percent of the time.
But now that I’d had a taste of Kreed, I needed more. Needed to watch him break and fall to his knees before me. And I wasn’t missing this opportunity to make it happen. I had a whole week to work over Kreed until he was mine.
“Mom will probably mind,” I told him. “But that’s because she hates it when I come home.
Fucking piece of work that she is.” My fingers tightened around the steering wheel of my Civic, the leather creaking as I did so.
Any time I decided to come home and she was there, she and I did nothing but clash heads.
Kreed tried to keep things amicable, but that just wasn’t possible with Mom.
Corvus snorted. “You think she’s even going to bother sticking around the house? She never does. Doesn’t make sense why she married Kreed.”
“It does,” I disagreed. “Kreed comes from old money—the kind of money that doesn’t easily get spent.
We were talking generations upon generations of wealth.
And my mother was nothing if she wasn’t a fucking gold digger.
” That’d been the basis of my childhood—men coming and going as quickly as she changed her underwear.
She bled them dry then disposed of them.
Until Kreed. Because Kreed had almost endless wealth. He gave her an allowance, which was way more than enough. Even she couldn’t manage to spend it all, and my mother was a fucking horrendous spender.
“Fucking piece of work, she is,” Corvus muttered.
I snorted. He hated my mom. I couldn’t count the number of times she’d tried hitting on him, even when he’d been underage. He’d always turned her down, but it’d gotten worse since he became legal and we went off to college. “You still planning to ruin their marriage?”
I smirked. “Fuck yeah, I am.” I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel as I slowed to a stop at a red light.
“Kreed fucking Emerson is mine.” When Corvus and I had moved into the new apartment Kreed got for us—he got us a new one each school year—I’d told him what happened, and together, we came up with a plan to destroy my mother’s marriage and to make Kreed mine.
Oh, he’d fight me at first. Of that, I was certain.
He was closeted and married to my mother. His morals would burn him alive.
But I was nothing if not persistent. And I was my mother’s son, after all. I always got what I wanted.
Corvus hummed. “I’ve got an idea, if you’re open to hearing it.”
I pressed on the accelerator, moving through the intersection.
We were only about five miles from home, and I was growing impatient.
I hadn’t seen or heard from Kreed since that night almost four months ago.
And I couldn’t wait to upend his world, especially since I hadn’t told anyone Corvus and I were coming home for the week.
“What is it?”
“You know how your mom is fucking obsessed with me?”
I nodded.
“I can keep her distracted while you work Kreed over. We only have a week to accomplish this, remember?”
I barked out a laugh. “You sure you want to fuck with that particular devil?” I asked him. “She’s… something else.”
No specific word would describe her well enough. She was an absolute shit-stain of a human being.
He lifted one shoulder like it didn’t matter to him either way. “I hate her, but she’s hot. I can deal. And honestly, a hole is a hole.”
I laughed again and hit the indicator to turn right into the neighborhood where I’d lived for the last two years of my high school career. “Wrap it up, dude. I don’t want a little brother or sister, and fuck knows what my mom is carrying.”
He snorted. “Yet you want to fuck her husband?”
I shrugged.
“I’m gonna be real with you,” I told him as I eased over the first speed bump just right so I wouldn’t scrape the bottom of my car.
“I don’t think they’ve ever slept together.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t always catch him getting himself off with toys.
” That night hadn’t been the first time I’d watched him.
He always waited until my mom was gone on one of her trips or binges, then he’d stretch his hole and fuck himself with a dildo or vibrator while watching porn and jacking his dick.
“Wonder why he married her,” he muttered.
I turned left onto the street where we lived. Corvus voiced the thought I had all the time, and I still hadn’t come to an answer that made any logical sense.
“Fuck if I know, and I don’t particularly care,” I confessed. “Kreed gave me stability I’ve never had.” Even if I was a sadistic son of a bitch, I was grateful to him for that.
Corvus shook his head, an amused smile playing on his lips. “Yet, you’re about to destroy his life.”
I shrugged one shoulder and eased into the driveway. “That’s what I do best, bro.”