HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 131

Meadow’s POV:

A full minute passed, my throat getting tighter and tighter with every second that went by.

Juniper had gone to see our father in prison, pretending to be me. And of course, my father wouldn’t have been able to tell us apart because of how long it had been, so she could have easily fooled him.

But it didn’t make any sense at all.

“What are you…” My jaw clenched. “What did you do, Juniper?”

“Nothing too bad, I promise. I just… made him hate you more than he already did.” She giggled, taking another sip of her drink.

I slammed my fists on the table as a red hot feeling surged from the bottom of my stomach to my chest. I could feel different eyes on us but I didn’t take my eyes off my sister.

She was the reason my father reached out to me.

She had to be.

“Don’t get your panties in a bunch, sis. I’ll tell you.” Juniper smirked, her own eyes sparkling with amusement. “God, it’s so easy to pretend to be you. To be so soft and squishy and soft–spoken. You think your hot husband would know if you switched places with me? I mean, can you imagine going home to see Alaric balls deep inside me, calling me your name?”

I knew that wasn’t possible, but still, the image burned at the back of my mind. And it made my stomach twist, bile rising up my throat.

But the truth was that Alaric would instantly know that he was being deceived.

I’d proudly say it anywhere. Alaric knew me. And even better was the fact that he could feel only my touch, and not hers. Now that I thought about it, it would actually be hilarious to watch Juniper make a fool of herself.

“You’re not his type,” I said dismissively, taking a sip of my cocktail. Her face instantly fell and I knew that my words had gotten to her. “So I’m not exactly worried.”

She already saw it as a challenge. I could see the wheels turning in her head. She thought she could do it without a doubt.

“Is that so?” she murmured. “Are you challenging me, sis? You know I’ll win. I always do.”

Laughter bubbled in my chest and I leaned in, interlacing my fingers on top of the table. And lowering my voice, I said. “Try it, Juni. See if you win this time.”

Juniper’s eyes flashed. For a second, she didn’t speak, she just bit down on her bottom lip thoughtfully.” Whatever. Our father believed I was you. And you know what I told him?”

My jaw ticked. “What?”

“That I–you, I mean–killed our mother.”

My breathing turned shallow.

“What…” I breathed.

There was a victorious glint in her eyes. “And you know what I did after I practically rubbed it in his face? I walked out. Oh, I can still remember the way he called out for me, talking about how he’s going to kill you when he gets out-”

“He’s not getting out.” I cut in, trying to make my voice sound firm but it came out shaky instead.

Juniper tilted her head. “And how sure are you about that? From what I heard, he’s been appealing for his release. His appeals always get denied though.”

I was one hundred percent sure that Alaric would never let him out. But Juniper telling him that I killed our mother wasn’t going to bode well for me either

“He’s not getting out, Juniper,” I repeated. “So whatever the hell you thought you were doing by-”

“All I hear is your yapping, Meadow.” Juniper scoffed. “You’re not even trying to deny it.”

“No use in denying what we both know is the truth,” I replied without a beat, although my throat had gotten even tighter.

Drug overdose.

That’s what they called it. Heck–that’s what it was. My mother was so broken–hearted about my father’s arrest. She knew that he was never going to get out, and I suppose she didn’t want to live without him.

She was so pissed at everything. At me, as if it was my fault. And then she tried to do something that no mother should ever do to their child.

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