The Comeback: How I Destroyed the Friend Who Ruined Me novel Chapter 2

Evelyn was always careful about covering her tracks. I was just her excuse, her alibi. How was I supposed to know where she really was?

I said it flat. "She's a grown woman. She goes where she wants. What am I supposed to do, follow her around like a babysitter?"

That wasn't what Dominic wanted to hear. His face twisted.

He let go of my hair and slapped me so hard my ears rang. My head snapped to the side.

Rage flared in my chest. But so did anticipation.

Already this mad? Just wait. You have no idea what she really is. When you find out, the look on your face is going to be priceless.

He saw the defiance in my eyes. His hand went to his belt.

He pulled out a knife. Not a big one. The kind you keep in your pocket for close work. He pressed the flat of the blade against my cheek, then dragged it down slowly. The tip caught the collar of my blouse and sliced through it like paper. Buttons popped. The fabric fell open.

That was when my phone slipped out of my pocket and hit the floor.

Dominic picked it up. He looked at the screen, then at me. "Same birthday code, huh? You never change." He typed it in. The phone unlocked.

He scrolled through my contacts. When he found the top one, marked with a heart, he snorted. "Let me guess. Evelyn?" He looked at me with pure disgust. "Of course. You've been sucking her dry for years. Why would you have anyone else in your life?"

And then it rang.

The screen lit up. My love ❤️ Julian was calling.

Dominic smiled. He answered and put it on speaker.

"Scarlett? You there?" Julian's voice came through, warm and a little worried. "I've been trying to reach you. Everything okay?"

Dominic didn't give me a chance to speak. One of his men clamped a hand over my mouth.

"Scarlett can't come to the phone right now," Dominic said. His voice was calm, friendly almost. "This is her ex. Dominic."

A long pause on the line. "Why are you answering her phone?"

"Just thought you should know a few things about the woman you're about to marry."

Another pause. "What are you talking about?"

"Her whole life is a disaster," Dominic said, leaning back against my desk like he owned the place. "She's been bleeding my wife dry for years. Made her sell her jewelry so she could buy designer bags. She pays for male escorts. Throws these dirty little parties. And she doesn't bother with protection. You know she had an abortion recently? Made my wife sit with her in the hospital. I'm guessing the kid wasn't yours."

Dominic looked at me while he talked, enjoying himself.

"So I'll ask you again," he said into the phone. "You really want to marry that kind of trash? You're not worried about catching something?"

Silence. Julian said nothing for a long time.

Julian and I were good. Really good. We were already planning the wedding. He was decent and kind and gentle. No matter how bad our fights got, he'd always come back and work through it.

But now he just stayed quiet.

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