Sierra barely read any of it.
Her mind was stuck on one thought, one terrible, clarifying realization:
She'd waited too long.
The vultures were circling.
And Elena Ashford—beautiful, powerful, utterly shaless Elena—had just declared her interest.
If that succubus gets her claws into him before I do...
Sierra threw off her covers and stood up.
Her legs were still shaky. Her pussy still ached with phantom pleasure. But she'd be damned if she let Elena Ashford take what was hers.
Wait. What was HERS?
She paused mid-step, catching herself.
Sierra abandoned her croissant entirely.
She was pacing now, silk robe swishing around her ankles like a bad decision trying to look elegant, phone clutched in her fist like a weapon she hadn't decided whether to throw or use to call in an airstrike.
The chat was getting out of control. She was getting out of control. Everything was spiraling and it was all because of that stupid, infuriating, impossibly skilled—
Her thighs clenched involuntarily at the mory.
Fuck.
Elena: Speaking of assessnts, Sierra darling...
Elena: When are you going to stop "assessing" and actually claim him?
Sierra: I don't need to claim anything
Elena: Really? Because from where I'm sitting, you're getting daily servicing like a luxury car
Elena: But you still haven't bought the vehicle
Maddie: LUXURY CAR TAPHOR LMAOOO
Jade: she's getting her oil changed everyday but won't sign the paperwork
Amber: test driving without commitnt
Gianna: putting miles on the odoter for FREE
Sierra: I'M NOT A CAR
Priya: no you're the one getting DRIVEN
Sierra: PRIYA I SWEAR TO GOD
Elena: Years, Sierra. Years you kept your legs closed for Marcus.
Elena: "He's different." "He understands ." "He'll be worth the wait."
Elena: And now you're spreading for the charity case daily but can't even call him yours?
Elena: The character developnt is exquisite
Sierra stopped pacing.
Her face went hot. Then cold. Then hot again—like her body couldn't decide whether to combust or freeze in sha.
She'd kept herself a virgin for Marcus. For goddamn years. Turned down countless offers, maintained her "standards," waited for soone "worthy."
And Marcus had turned out to be spineless. A pretty face with nothing behind it. A puppy in wolf's clothing, just like Phei had said.
Now these bitches were throwing it in her face.
Sierra: Marcus was a mistake
Sierra: I can admit that
Natasha: wow character growth
Sierra: SHUT UP NATASHA
Sierra: At least I wasn't the only one who spend years thirsting after Marcus, like the REST of you
Maddie: ...
Jade: ...
Amber: okay that's FAIR
Gianna: I never thirsted
Nastya: gianna you literally had a shrine
Gianna: it was a VISION BOARD
Nastya: with candles
Gianna: AESTHETIC CANDLES
Clara: we all wanted marcus let's be honest
Clara: he had the breeding
Priya: clara please never say breeding again
Clara: PEDIGREE then
Yuki: still weird
Clara: GENETIC ADVANTAGES
Juliette: sohow worse
Elena: The point stands. 90% of us wanted Marcus at so point.
Elena: Sierra was just the only one delusional enough to think he was worth her virginity.
Elena: Speaking of which...
Elena: Still a virgin, Sierra? Or has the charity case finally—
Sierra: THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS
Maddie: she's deflecting again
Jade: that ans no
Amber: still hasn't let him hit
Gianna: he's hitting everything ELSE apparently
Nastya: gianna oh my god
Sierra: HE WON'T LET TOUCH IT
Every single girl in the chat went silent.
For approximately 0.3 seconds.
Maddie: EXCUSE
Jade: WHAT
Amber: HE WON'T LET YOU
Natasha: TOUCH IT???
Priya: THE DICK???
Yuki: HE'S DENYING YOU ACCESS???
Clara: TO HIS PENIS???
Gianna: THE ONE IN THE VIDEO???
Zara: THAT NINE INCH SLEEPING MONSTER???
Juliette: WILLINGLY???
Elena: Oh Sierra.
Elena: Oh, you poor, desperate thing.
Elena: He's TRAINING you.
Sierra: He is NOT training
Elena: He makes you cum daily. Multiple tis. With his hands and mouth only.
Elena: And you can't touch his cock.
Elena: That's called EDGING, darling.
Elena: He's conditioning you to NEED him.
Elena: And it's working, isn't it?
Sierra's phone nearly cracked from how hard she was gripping it.
It's not working.
It's NOT.
Except she couldn't stop thinking about him. Couldn't stop counting the hours until she'd see him again. Couldn't stop imagining what it would feel like when he finally, finally let her—
FUCK.
Sierra: It's not working
Victoria: Sierra you literally can't go a day without seeing him
Victoria: That's addiction
Delilah: she's not wrong
Sienna: Can we please stop
Sienna: This is my cousin
Sienna: OUR step-cousin Victoria
Sienna: Why are we discussing his training thods
Maddie: because it's HOT sienna
Jade: extrely hot
Amber: volcano levels of hot
Priya: surface of the sun hot
Sienna: I'm going to be sick
Elena: You watched the video 12 tis, Sienna.
Elena: Yuki's tracker doesn't lie.
Sienna: I WAS VERIFYING IT WAS HIM
Yuki: for 12 viewings???
Sienna: HE LOOKS DIFFERENT
Gianna: his dick looks different?
Sienna: I DIDN'T LOOK AT HIS DICK
Nastya: the video is 80% his dick sienna
Sienna: I WAS FOCUSING ON THE BACKGROUND
Zara: the background of a dark room???
Juliette: very detailed background analysis
Sienna: I HATE ALL OF YOU
Sienna threw her phone across the room.
It landed on her bed with a soft thump—because even in a tantrum, Maxton girls had good aim and expensive bedding to cushion the fall.
She stared at the ceiling, contemplating her life choices. Her family. Her cousin's apparently legendary dick that she had NOT been looking at, thank you very much.
I was verifying. That's all. Just verifying.
The phone buzzed.
She didn't move.
It buzzed again.
Don't look. Don't look. Don't—
She looked.
Delilah: I walked into three walls this week
Amber: THREE???
Jade: we only knew about one
Delilah: I've been hiding the other two
Delilah: But I can't do this anymore
Delilah: I see him in the hallway and my brain just STOPS WORKING
Delilah: My legs forget how to leg
Delilah: I have BRUISES
Maddie: BRUISES FROM WALLS
Priya: that's almost impressive
Natasha: in a pathetic way
Delilah: THANKS NATASHA
Victoria: Delilah get a grip
Delilah: I'M TRYING
Delilah: But have you SEEN him lately??? You're not here!
Delilah: He's not the sa person
Delilah: He walks different. Talks different. LOOKS different.
Delilah: And don't even get started on his EYES
Gianna: what about his eyes
Delilah: They're PURPLE now
Delilah: Like actually purple
Delilah: WHO HAS PURPLE EYES
Yuki: that's... genetically impossible
Delilah: EXACTLY
Nastya: contacts maybe?
Delilah: They don't LOOK like contacts
Delilah: They look like... I don't know
Delilah: Like sothing CHANGED
Clara: people don't just change eye color
Delilah: PEOPLE DON'T JUST BECO SEX GODS OVERNIGHT EITHER
Delilah: AND YET
Delilah was fully sitting on her bathroom floor now, legs crossed, curling iron completely forgotten and definitely burning a hole in her counter.
She didn't care.
The insurance would cover it.
What insurance WOULDN'T cover was the psychological damage of watching her invisible step-cousin transform into... whatever Phei was now.
Elena: Ladies, ladies. This has been enlightening.
Elena: But I have things to do. People to see.
Elena: Plans to make 😈
Sierra: Elena if you touch him
Elena: Touch him? Sierra, darling.
Elena: When I make my move, touching will be the LEAST of what I do.
Elena: You had your chance. Days of daily access.
Elena: And you still can't even call him yours.
Elena: So of us aren't so... hesitant.
Sierra: Is that a threat?
Elena: It's a promise.
Elena: Tick tock, sweetheart.
Elena: The clock is running out 💋
Elena Ashford has gone offline
Maddie: well THAT was terrifying
Jade: elena in hunter mode is scary
Amber: sierra you might have actual competition
Sierra: Elena Ashford is NOT competition
Sierra: She's an obstacle
Sierra: And Montgorys remove obstacles
Priya: that sounded vaguely murder-y
Sierra: GOOD
Natasha: this chat is going to get soone killed
Yuki: statistically inevitable at this point
Clara: should we be concerned?
Juliette: concerned? I'm ENTERTAINED
Gianna: sa honestly
Gianna: this is better than any show papa's money can buy
Zara: I'm taking notes for the inevitable docuntary
Victoria: I'm muting this for 24 hours
Victoria: Try not to destroy Paradise while I'm away
Victoria Maxton has muted notifications
Sienna: Take with you
Sienna Maxton has muted notifications
Delilah: TRAITORS
Delilah: I'M STUCK HERE ALONE
Maddie: we love you delilah
Delilah: I KNOW AND I HATE IT
Delilah Maxton has gone offline
In her bathroom, Delilah finally noticed the burning sll.
Shit.
The curling iron had indeed burned through her counter. A perfect ring of scorched marble, probably worth more than most people's cars.
She'd have to tell her mother.
Or she could just... not.
She had bigger problems right now.
Problems nad Phei.
Natasha: so who's betting elena makes her move this week
Gianna: $500 she does
Priya: $500 sierra commits murder first
Clara: $500 victoria flies ho "for a visit"
Maddie: $500 on myself because I'm hot and MOTIVATED
Jade: $500 on chaos
Amber: jade that's not a person
Jade: chaos always wins amber
Jade: always
Nastya: $500 on delilah having a complete breakdown
Yuki: already happening technically
Juliette: $500 on a surprise candidate
Zara: who???
Juliette: not saying
Zara: boring
Juliette: strategic
Natasha: this chat is unhinged
Priya: always has been
Clara: always will be
Gianna: to chaos 🥂
Everyone: 🥂🥂🥂
The Paradise Princesses had spoken.
And Paradise was about to get very interesting.
Because when rich girls started betting on blood, soone always paid up.
Usually in moans.
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