Devious Lies by Parker S. Huntington EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author Name: Parker S. Huntington
- Book Genre: Contemporary, Romance
- ISBN # 9781950209194
- Edition Language: English
- Date of Publication: 2019-12-14
- File Name: PDF / EPUB
- PDF / EPUB File Size: 3.0 MB
I had a habit of touching things that didn’t belong to me.
The Stepford wives of Eastridge, North Carolina
begged to sample the bad boy from the wrong side of town. If
I had a dollar for every time a twenty-something trophy wife
ran to me after her sixty-something husband went away “on
business,” I wouldn’t be in this situation.
Sometimes, when I felt irritated with the gluttony of
designer this and that, the ten hours a day I worked to repay
grad school loans, and the way Ma owned one pair of worndown, knock-off New Balances yet still spared a few bucks for
the church bucket, I would indulge some Stepfords.
(Hate-fuck was the proper term, but no one had ever
accused me of being proper.)
Their step-daughters, practically the same ages as them,
came to me wet and willing, looking for something to brag
about with their friends.
I indulged them, too, though I enjoyed them less. They
sought entertainment, whereas their step-mothers sought
escape. One was calculated; the other, wild.
And despite how much I loathed this town and the Midas
veneer Eastridgers wore like minx on winter coats, I had never
crossed the line of keeping something I’d touched. Until
tonight with the ledger I just stole from my parents’ boss,
Gideon Winthrop: billionaire entrepreneur, the man who
pretty much ran Eastridge, and a piece of shit.
Mounted on the silver-flecked marble of Gideon’s
mansion, a silver statue of Dionysus rode a tiger sculpted from
electrum and gold. The artist had etched the god’s cult of
followers into the tiger’s legs, bearing a remarkable
resemblance to Eastridge’s cult of wealth.
I had hidden behind the four-legged beast, my hands
shoved into my tattered black jeans as I eavesdropped on
Gideon Winthrop’s conversation with his business partner,
Balthazar Van Doren.
Though they lounged in the mansion’s office, smoking
overpriced cigars, Gideon’s voice boomed beyond the open
door into the foyer where I leaned against the tiger’s ass.
Hiding, because secrets were currency in Eastridge.
I hadn’t planned on spying during my weekly visit to my
parents, but Gideon’s wife had the tendency to threaten Ma
and Dad with unemployment. It would be nice to have the
upper hand for once.
“Too much money is gone.” Gideon sipped his drink.
“Winthrop Textiles will collapse. It may not be tomorrow or
the next day, but it will happen.”
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