Chapter 375
Chapter 375
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Finally, I get to be done with Penelope. Since we’re moving on to more important things, it’s only right I let her know exactly who sends his regards.
I set a timer and waited outside the courthouse. Penny was inside, handling another one of her high–profile cases. She’s hoping this one drags the public’s eyes away from the circus she made of the last trial. Fingers crossed she’s actually wearing those panties today. If not, well–there’s always next time. That’s why I brought flowers. If she’s got it on, I’ll give her the message. If she does not, I’ll pretend the bouquet was the whole point.
I checked my reflection in the rearview mirror, running my hands through my hair. Probably time for a trim. Or maybe it’s finally time to
let go of the dye altogether. I’ve been blond for so long I’m not even sure I’d recognize myself without it. It’s become a part of me.
Funny thing is, it started as a rebellion. Everyone in our family has black hair–father, mother, all of us kids. Dark as midnight. Naturally,
we were all supposed to keep it that way.
But I wanted to be different. I wanted to stand out. So I dyed it. And when I came home, our father nearly had a heart attack. I still
remember the look on his face–worth every second.
“Zachary! Wash that abomination off your head p>
I still smile when I think about it. The fact that it bothered him so much only made me keep it longer. Even now, he mutters something under his breath every time he sees me. I love it. I love how something so small can put him on edge, as if he’s sitting on pins and needles. I’ll never understand why hair color shakes him that much.
After I broke the sacred family tradition, the others followed.
River dyed her hair ginger, Rhys went chestnut brown last time I saw him. Guess I started the revolution.
My timer buzzed. I shut it off and picked up the bouquet on the passenger seat. My grip tightened around the stems as I stepped out of the car, eyes fixed on the courthouse doors.
Time to pay Penny a visit.
The air was too cold, too sterile, too self–important. A building built on judgment always felt like it was trying too hard. Polished floors, echoing footsteps, voices bouncing off marble. I’d always thought courthouses were cathedrals for people who worshipped their own righteousness.
And yet everyone here is dirty. Just good at hiding the stains. Penelope was one of them. She was actually at the top.
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Beautiful. Polished. Hungry for validation like it was blood and she was a vampire.
The door to the courtroom swung open and she stepped inside with her head high, shoulders back, hair pinned up in that test, my–shit–together” twist she liked to wear when she wanted to look untouchable.
Except I think I have an idea what she had underneath that perfect blouse and tailored skirt. Lace panties so thin and expence you could tear it just by thinking too hard. And a vibrator resting exactly where she’d be most aware of it.
She saw me the moment she sat down. And God–she lit up like a Christmas tree. She looked like a child who spotted their parents in the
crowd at a recital.
She tried to hide it when she realized she was in public and all eyes were on her. She tried to restrain it into something care, professional. But the shine in her eyes? She couldn’t hide it. That was for me.
She walked past the gallery seating, heels steady, face composed–no hesitation in her movement. She didn’t check the mirror. Didn’t pat anything down. She knew she looked good.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.