Chapter 142

I rolled my eyes over the smug satisfaction in his voice. Arthur's a real a.sshole. He taunts all of us and Maeve just lets him. Or better yet, she hands him the ammo.

"What the fu.ck do you want?" I ground out.

"Well, it seems I might have spoiled Maeve a little too much," he admitted. No kidding. He tells us all about how she gets caught sneaking boys over, or going to parties, or sneaking out