-Caleb-
I stepped into Mr. Masterson’s office and folded my arms, my heart pounding with anger and fear. “What did you do to Jacey?”
Mr. Masterson snorted. “Nothing. Not for lack of trying. Your sister is a poor negotiator.”
“Stepsister.” I corrected him automatically. “And what was it you were trying to do to Jacey?”
“What do you think?” Mr. Masterson asked.
“I think you tried to f**k her,” I growled.
Mr. Masterson chuckled. “I did. I did indeed try to f**k her.”
It was official. I was going to kill this man.
“Don’t get your panties in a wad just yet,” Mr. Masterson said, holding up a hand. “She refused my offer, and I’m not into rape. So I have to make good on my promise instead.”
“What promise?” I asked, infinitely relieved that Jacey hadn’t been harmed.
The doors opened, admi
