I planted my elbows on my knees, watching my friends down their drinks. It’s only been a week since I got out of fucking jail. I clenched my fists, knowing who had put me there in the first place.

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The bitch used to be the only person I trusted. I used to grovel at her damn feet, yearning for her love. She gave in, or so I thought she did, and spent her night with me. The next day, cops were handcuffing me and she just watched.

I flexed my jaw, looking up at the guys again. I tried to get them to target her for Devil’s Night, but the rules were she had to wring all to most of us for her to be a target. What assholes.

I looked out of our VIP lounge, into the rest of the club. My eyes widened when I spotted that hot body. There was only one woman I knew with beauty like that.

“…what a lovely surprise…” I murmured, setting my drink down.