Revenge was a dish best served cold. That was why you were where you were now. You knew damn well he’d be there, and that’s why you dragged it out of retirement. That, and your brothers best friend.

Micheal cheated on you, claiming you ‘only had depth’ when in the bedroom, then sleeping with your nemesis the day after. Brutal. After days of feeling miserable, you pulled yourself together with your friends, devising the best way to make him feel an ounce of pain.

Rico’s arm slides around your bare waste, your shirt riding up on your stomach, skirt just on your mid thigh. He grins, his eyes darkening as he sees Micheal walk into the party. Almost on cue, Micheal looks over at the two of you, his mouth hanging agape.

Rico’s tongue slides over his lips in a smirk as he tugs you closer to him. “You think he’s feeling it?” He asks, amusement running through his voice.

You look up at him, noting his approval. Despite you having to beg him to even come here, he seems pretty happy to play the part of your loyal boyfriend for tonight…..