Chapter Six
KORBIN
Walking into the church the next morning, with my dad and Davin on either side of me, I find that I am filled with anticipation at seeing her again.
For four years I spent every day picturing how I would make her pay for her lies when I got out.
Now that I finally have her in my sights, I want nothing more than to see her break and watch her crumble before me.
My dad married Janet out of duty to his best friend.
She was a washed-up fucking addict that didn’t give a shit about her kid.
I come to a halt in the middle of the aisle when I see Zenaya walk out of the small hallway off to the side with an angry look on her face. I smirk thinking she’s still pissed off about what happened last night, but then I see that cocksucker Tommy following behind her.
“Zenaya—”
She whirls around and points her finger right in his face, cutting him off. “It’s Sister Oakley now, you will address me by my title, deputy,” she spits. A frown tugs at my brows. I thought they were once friends but the hostility wafting off her in waves is telling a different story.
“It’s sheriff now,” he grits out, making her scoff. He takes a step toward her and I instinctively move forward but Davin grips my arm, holding me in place. I grind my teeth in anger as I watch them. “You being back changes nothing.”
She throws her hands in the air, clearly exasperated with him. “You are nothing but a lying sack of hamster shit.” She seethes.
Tommy chuckles. “Such lovely language coming from a nun,” he mocks.
“And here I thought sheriffs didn’t blackmail and lie. I guess we both made assumptions about the other without knowing the facts.” Hatred laces each of her words.
“You made a choice, five years or a lifetime.” Tommy sneers cockily in her face. This conversation is a mindfuck.
“I hate you and will never forgive you for what you did to them. My mother had no right to make a deal with you at their expense. You thought I would come running to you and instead I chose a life of celibacy over you. I would rather stitch my pussy closed than ever have the likes of you sliding between my legs every night.”
Tommy’s face turns red with anger. Unable to stay hidden any longer, listening to this bullshit conversation, I tug my arm free of Davin’s hold and continue forward.
The floorboards creak beneath my weight, drawing both of their attention to us.
Zenaya’s eyes widen to the size of dinner plates.
She looks between the three of us with a mixture of guilt, shame and love.
That last emotion has me biting back a snarl.
We come to a stop in front of the altar, mere steps away from them.
Tommy looks pissed at the sight of us but I ignore him as I focus on the little bitch in front of me.
She takes in the sight of us standing before her.
I can feel the hatred wafting off my dad in waves.
Davin is furious and it’s clear from the look on his face that he can’t stand the sight of her.
But, if we are gonna be honest, we all may hate her and want her to suffer but our cocks didn’t get that memo.
Just the sight of her has me growing hard and itching to be inside her again.
“Braxton…” she breathes my dad’s name like a prayer. “Korbin…” The sound of my name tumbling from her sinful plump lips has me fighting not to shiver. I always loved the sound of my name coming from her, but it’s tainted now that she ruined everything.
“Where’s our rooms?” Dad grits out, hurt flashing in her eyes at his blatant brush off. She quickly masks the look and plasters a fake smile on her face, then turns to Tommy.
“I have work to do, sheriff. See yourself out,” she hisses, then motions for us to follow her as she stalks down the small hallway.
I make a point of shouldering past Tommy just to be a prick.
He can have a badge and it still won’t make me respect the fucker.
He tried to take my girl from me and wouldn’t back the fuck off when Vin and I warned him.
“Watch it, Cedar,” he grits out. I flip him the bird over my shoulder as I follow after Zenaya.
When we reach the end of the hall, she takes a left and I see a set of stairs.
We follow after her. The second floor looks like it’s about to crumble, the paint peeling and there are cracks in the floorboards.
She comes to a stop and clasps her hands in front of her.
I want to laugh at the sight of the rosary hanging around her neck.
“There are three rooms up here. I have the one at the end so you two can have your own room each—”
Vin cuts her off. “Three.”
She looks up at him with a frown. “Pardon?”
I snort at her poor excuse for manners. “Davin will be staying with us.” I sneer, then stalk past her and shove open one of the doors. The room is bare as fuck. One twin bed, one dresser with a small mirror on top of it and that’s it.
“Jesus, this is fucking depressing,” Davin mutters as he follows me inside.
“I’ll leave you to it,” Zenaya mutters, then turns to try and flee but I dart out of the room and grip her arm, making her gasp as she snaps her head back to stare at me in shock. I can feel Dad and Davin’s gazes on us.
“Was it worth it?” I find myself asking without meaning to.
Her brows draw in. “What?”
“The lies you told, was it worth living like this just to get away from us?” Hurt and remorse flashes in her eyes before she snuffs the look out and tugs her arm free.
“I will meet you out front in twenty minutes,” she snarls, then stalks off without a backward glance. The second she disappears down the stairs, I’m shoved into the wall. I whirl around and glare at my dad.
“What the fuck is your problem?” I force out through clenched teeth.
His green eyes swirl with anger. “I told you not to look for a reason as to why the bitch did what she did. We are here for revenge and that’s it.
I don’t care if she is Clive’s kid, I did my job and married that useless bitch and cared for his kid until the cunt stabbed me in the back.
We have four weeks to get the footage then turn her life upside down before we get the fuck out of this place for good. ”
I inhale a deep breath and nod my head. Dad stalks off into his room and slams the door closed. I slouch against the wall feeling like shit. Davin comes to stand in front of me and cups my cheeks, forcing my head up until I meet his gaze.
“He’s angry. Just give him some time to cool off.
I know last night didn’t go as planned, but tonight will.
Let him take out his pent up rage on her and in four short weeks, you both will be free and we can finally start our lives together.
” I smile and nod, then lean forward and place a chaste kiss to his lips.
“You’re right. Let’s get ready to go meet the bitch, then fuck her up tonight.” A devious smile tugs at the corner of my lips. His hold drops from my face to grip my waist, then he pulls me forward until I’m flush against him.
“We have twenty minutes. I say we use that time to break in that twin bed and defile this fucking church.” My cock leaps to attention, as need pulses through me like liquid fire.
“Now you’re fucking talking, baby. Get the fuck on that bed, Daddy is going to destroy that ass,” I growl.