On the Edge (The Grange Complex Book 1) novel Chapter 35

Dexter

“I’m sorry, Jenny—what did you just say?” I asked, barely forming a coherent sentence.

“We didn’t have sex. I was embarrassed that you weren’t all that into it, but I knew that there was a smartphone in the room, recording me,” she added, blushing.

I swallowed hard, wondering if this shit was happening for real, that I was being saved by some supernatural force. Someone upstairs must really fucking like me. Victoria paled and I was looking straight at Jenny, wanting and praying that her tale was real and I hadn’t gone ahead with fucking her.

“Tell us what happened exactly,” I said gently.

“You were dozing off, and your… you know, instrument wasn’t working, so I told you to pretend,” Jenny said, dropping her gaze to the floor. I was ready to embrace her, but I knew that it wouldn’t look right, so I forced myself to stay still. For the first time in my life, I was glad that my cock hadn’t worked the way it was supposed to.

“Of course you slept with him, Jenny. What are you even talking about? The video is genuine, you stupid little bitch!” Victoria screamed.

I stepped towards Victoria, euphoric. Sasha kept opening and closing her mouth in a state of a shock.

“Shut the fuck up, Vic, and don’t you dare speak to Jenny like that; otherwise I’ll unleash Sasha on you. Every single word from this conversation is being recorded. You can go to hell for all I care, but from now on you leave us alone,” I said with a smile, pointing at my Barbie. Sasha finally snapped out of it and unbuttoned her blouse, showing Victoria the wire. “So I’ll tell you what is going to happen now. First, you will get the hell out of my life forever and you’ll stay away from Jenny. If you won’t comply with these conditions, I’ll destroy your reputation so badly that you won’t be able to do business anywhere in Britain. You’ll be truly and utterly screwed.”

“You can’t –”

“Oh yes, I can and I will. Harry is on my side, and you know what kind of contacts he has, right?”

The colour drained from her face. We both knew that no one would want Harry as an enemy. He was lethal.

“This isn’t over, Dex,” she warned through gritted teeth, then picked up her bag and stormed out of the door. I collapsed on the sofa, hiding my face in my hands, feeling like all of a sudden all my strength was gone. The bitch was gone and we were finally free.

“Dexter, are you all right?” Sasha asked, walking up to me and touching my shoulder. I wanted to pull her down to my lap and kiss her, but Jenny was still in the room. Sasha was the best thing that ever happened to me and I was ready to fucking spend the rest of my life with that woman.

I cleared my throat and stood up. “I’m sorry it had to come to that, Jen, but you probably already realise that I’m not the guy for you,” I said, looking straight into her eyes. What was I supposed to say to a fifteen-year-old girl that wanted me to take away her virginity? She deserved someone better than me, someone closer to her age.

“You could go on a date with me. I might be fifteen, but I’m not a child.”

Jesus Christ. These women are going to kill me.

“Yes, that’s right. You’re fifteen, but even if you were twenty that wouldn’t make a blind bit of difference,” I said.

“Why not?”

“Because I’m in love with the woman that is standing next to you and I can’t imagine living my life without her,” I said, darting my eyes towards Sasha. “I’m really, really sorry.”

Tears filled the girl’s eyes. There wasn’t any easier way of doing this. I couldn’t promise her anything; she was only a child. Then the door opened up and Harry barged inside, looking like he had been running.

“Jenny! Come on, let’s get out of here. There is someone that I really need you to meet,” he said, winking at me. Bastard, he had heard everything, even my admittance to undying love for Sasha. Jenny looked devastated as she walked out with Harry. She shot Sasha a murderous glare before Harry shut the door behind him.

“You broke that poor girl’s heart, Dex,” Sasha said with slight edge in her voice.

Damn, I knew I fucked up again, dropping that bomb on her in the most awkward moment. This wasn’t how I wanted to tell Sasha that I was in love with her, but I had no idea about romantic shit at all.

I walked up to her, feeling nervous and like my abdomen was in knots. “She’ll get over it,” I muttered.

“So you love me, huh? Did you just realise it or have you known it for a while?” she asked, smiling.

I dragged my hand through my hair, knowing that she wanted the whole truth.

“Barbie, at the moment that’s irrelevant. All I want to know is if you’re going to say this shit back to me.”

She laughed. “This shit? Charming, Dex, and so romantic—you sweep me off my feet. You really know how to be subtle,” she said, running her finger over my chest. “I don’t know. I think I might keep you in the dark for a little while, at least until I’m sure that you’re serious.”

Fucking tease. I grabbed her and brought her close to my chest, narrowing my eyes. “I do love you, Sasha, but I love fucking you more. As long as your pussy is wet for me I don’t care about anything else.”

She chuckled. “That’s good, because that makes me love you a little.”

“Maybe you’ll love me more when you find out that I bought the apartment next door, just for you.” I knew how much she enjoyed living in Joey’s place.

“What? That’s impossible. The sale has gone through. That old man—”

“You forget something: I’m the landowner. Everything has to pass through me,” I cut her off, kissing her gently. “Besides, I couldn’t let just anyone live next to me. The apartment is yours. It always belonged to you.”

“Okay. In that case, I love you too.”

“For fuck’s sake, I always knew you were after my money.”