Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 147734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 739(@200wpm)___ 591(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 739(@200wpm)___ 591(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
Now, I realize I don’t even know this girl.
“Was I that unsatisfying?” I ask, my voice stripped of emotion.
“No, it’s…you’re not rough enough and too nice, and I don’t like that all the time. But really, I love you—”
“Spare me the love confessions. You didn’t look like you loved me when you were being fucked by another man.”
She glares at me. “So if a man cheats because he’s not satisfied, it’s fine, but if a girl does it, it’s an issue?”
“It’s an issue both ways. And when did I cheat, Danika? I was fully devoted to you.”
“You were fully devoted to the life you wanted in which I just happen to fit!” she whisper-yells. “You don’t even love me; you love the idea of me.”
“Don’t belittle my feelings just because you couldn’t reciprocate them. I gave you everything.”
She laughs, the sound long and bitter. “Everything, yeah. Just not your emotions, not your jealousy, and definitely not your heart. Do you even have one?”
“Danika…”
“You’ll break up with me now, and you’ll do it publicly so you can humiliate me for daring to humiliate you. You just can’t stand the idea of another man touching your thing, I get it, but you know what, I don’t regret any of it, least of all last night. At least I spent the night being worshiped by a man who knows exactly what he wants and goes for it, which can’t be said about you.”
I narrow my eyes.
She laughs, but tears well in her eyes. “You thought I couldn’t figure out your plan? Fine, I knew the day would come that you’d find out about the sex and ditch me, or I’d marry you and live with a lifeless statue who knows all the right things to do and say, knows exactly when to smile, laugh, and say the right words, but lacks any fucking soul. I never really had you anyway. Guess I lucked out that it’s ending now instead of years down the road after we spawn kids.”
“Are you done?”
“Yeah.” She lets out an exhale. “I know I never had you fully. I never even had a fragment of you. All I had was an illusion.”
I let my lips set in a line as I speak in a loud voice for all those around me to hear, so that Danika’s precious social circle will become her downfall. She’s always loved gossiping about the new shit in town. It’s only fair that she becomes the topic.
“You, Danika, have cheated on me multiple times when I’ve only ever been loyal to you. You mistook the pedestal I put you on as a throne and are not fit for me. From today on, you’re nothing to me, my family, and my social circle. I do not want to see your face ever again.”
I don’t even look at her as I stride out of the venue amid whispers and gasps.
Nothing further is required on my part. After tonight, Danika will fall out of the Upper East Side’s grace faster than a shooting star.
In a few weeks, people will forget her name.
Her dad’s fall will be harder, and they’ll have to change states. Countries, even. She’ll be a has-been in no time, and I’ll never hear from her again. I asked the members of staff to burn her things at my place. Sterilizing my space from vermin, so to speak. I bought her most of that luxurious stuff anyway, and I can ruin it in a heartbeat.
I can burn her both literally and figuratively.
Just as I gave her power and status, I can revoke them just like that.
The extent to which she means nothing to me is almost coldhearted.
Maybe it’s always been that way.
Maybe it was really the picture I had in my head, not her.
Because ever since I watched her sex tape, I’ve only made methodical decisions. I revoked all her exclusive memberships that I pay for and had her banned from all of the Upper East Side’s prestigious clubs. Then I asked Dad to block any of our dealings with her father and presented him with damning financial data that will soon circulate in all mafia circles and paint her father as an irresponsible partner.
After that, I had myself tested for STIs, even though I only ever fucked her with a condom, but I had to be safe in case she gave me something nasty. Thankfully, the result came back negative.
I can safely say the Danika chapter is now finished.
Just like her.
I might not have killed her, but her and her family’s fall from grace will be much worse than death.
For someone who cares about appearances more than anything, social banishment is the worst punishment I could inflict upon her.
I pull out my phone and put in my earbuds as I approach my car.
Once I’m in the back seat, I greet the driver and tell him to take me home.