Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 146477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
“Not you, but—wait. Young lady? I’m twenty-eight. I’m hardly a child for you to reprimand.”
“And yet you still act like one.”
I roll my eyes and walk back into the bathroom before putting my call on speakerphone, allowing Izzy to overhear whatever bullshit my mother is about to spout at me. “Is there something you need, Mother?”
Izzy’s eyes go wide through the mirror, and she points at my phone in shock. “Is that your mom?” she mouths, unable to wipe the surprise off her face, but that surprise is quickly joined by the sheer excitement of the fresh bullshit she knows she’s about to get ringside seats for.
“You haven’t returned any of my calls, and I dare say you had no intention of actually answering this one. After the way you humiliated me and your father at our anni—”
“WOAH! Hold the fuck up, Mom. What have you been smoking? My father?” I scoff, the absurdity of her referring to him as that leaves me more than ready to go another round with her. “Elias is not my father. Not even close. He’s your billionaire of the week, just some sorry bastard for you to sink your claws into and bankrupt.”
“Don’t you dare speak about my husband in that tone, you ungrateful child. Do you have any idea how good he’s been to us?”
“To us? That man hasn’t done shit for me except keep you off my back. But that’s only because you’ve been too busy on yours.”
Izzy’s eyes all but burst out of her skull as she silently whoops and starts fist pumping the air. “Go off, girl,” she mouths again. “Get the bitch.”
“You . . . You . . . wretched child.”
I let out a heavy sigh. “Do you actually need something, or are you just calling to reprimand me for something to do? Because if so, I’m going to hang up. I have plans tonight, and you’re keeping me from them.”
“Who’s on the phone?” we hear from a deeper tone, further in the distance.
“Only my ungrateful daughter,” Mom responds before pulling out the waterworks and putting on a show for her husband. “I really don’t know what I’ve done to deserve such disdain from her. I raised her the best I could. Gave her everything I had, and she treats me like a monster.”
Gag.
“Ease up on her, Mae,” Elias says, his voice a little louder, probably getting closer, and now that I’ve spent more time with Knight, I can’t help but notice slight similarities between their tones. “She’s just trying to find her way, and it doesn’t help that she felt attacked the other night. Allow her time to lick her wounds. She’ll come around when she’s ready.”
Izzy’s jaw drops, and her hand presses to her heart, her eyes going wide. “Is that . . . Is that Daddy Elias?” she whispers while my mom is distracted.
Again, I reiterate the importance of a gag.
I roll my eyes and nod as Izzy puts on a show of falling against the bathroom wall, needing to fan herself while Mom goes straight for the defense. “Attack? Who attacked her? I simply gave my opinion on her career, and as her mother, I have every right to give my input. It’s not my fault she can’t accept someone who has a different opinion.”
Mom and Elias go back and forth as I keep my eye on Iz, watching as she drops to her knees and mimics pulling Elias’ fly down and physically taking his dick out of his pants. My face scrunches with disgust, but when she mimes needing two hands just to hold his dick, I can’t help but laugh.
My best friend goes to town, giving Elias the best imaginary blow job he’ll ever receive. She gives an award-winning performance, pretending to gag before fondling his imaginary balls.
“Mom?” I say, wanting to get this over with while Izzy scrambles across my bathroom floor and starts digging through my cupboards before finding some props to go along with her performance. “Mom? I need to go.”
Mom lets out an irritated sigh before finally getting to the point of her call. “There will be a full family dinner at our home in a few days. Attendance is mandatory. No negotiations.”
“You’re kidding if you think I’m going to another dinner at your place.”
Izzy jumps straight back into her performance, gripping Elias’ two-hander cock and getting back to work, somehow gagging on that thing.
“As I said, Harper-Rayn, it is non-negotiable. You will be there whether you like it or not,” she says as Izzy adds sound effects. “Elias has invited his brother, and Jonah has agreed to bring the family. You will not ruin this for me.”
Hmmm. Knight is going to be there? Suddenly this doesn’t seem so bad. “Fine, I’ll be there,” I say, eyeing my best friend with curiosity. “But I’m bringing Izzy.”