Chapter Forty-Five

Valerie stared at the redhead, the woman’s smug smile plastered on her face. “What did you just say?” There’s no way Valerie could have heard what she thought she heard. There was simply no way this whole adventure had been some sort of a set up. No. She would have known. Wouldn’t she? “Damien told you what he was doing to me?”

Holly shrugged, her lips twisted in some sort of lopsided smirk. “We actually had a bet, if you really want to know,” she said, shifting slightly in her seat as she stared up at the still nude Valerie. “It was right after we first met you, even before we met up on the roof the day you moved into your apartment. I had made a comment to Damien about how uptight you seemed, and he scoffed at my assessment. Basically, he said you just needed the right push and he could get you to do whatever he said. And that, my traitorous bitch, became our bet.”

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