[Cole]
"That's okay. Shaun has outstayed his welcome. He is leaving the island," I said with folded arms, my anger slowly abating owing to Harmon's sense of humor.
"I can't leave now. There's a freak storm coming," Shaun countered, scrambling to get away from us.
"If you survive your journey back to the mainland, I hope you have a good lawyer," I said, following after Shaun with slow, measured steps. "You're suing me? Bitch, please. You'll be lucky if the class action sexual misconduct lawsuit funded by Hunter Industries against you doesn't get you a life sentence. Not that it matters. Bad things happen in jail. I don't see you surviving the first night," I said, sinister amusement taking root in me as he trembled before me.
I turned towards Harmon, raised my hands and asked, "Better?"
"Not bad," he said with a shrug, walking right past me.
We watched Shaun crawl to the elevator, still desperate to escape.
"Stop fucking her, Cole. Let her go. She is more trouble than she's worth," said Harmon, before looking down to his feet.
Shaun dragged his body up, a trembling hand pushing the button to the elevator.
"Took you long enough. Get in," he said to Shaun. "Where did you think you were going to run to? Obviously we were both leaving this way."
"Please don't kill me. I won't see her again. Never see her again," Shaun started begging, his voice strained as he chocked on his words.
"Just. Get. In," Harmon said with a bored sigh, nudging Shaun with his foot.
The bottom feeder hastily complied. Seeing Shaun was cathartic. I felt better.
"Thanks for coming by," I said with a gleeful wave before the elevator doors closed.
I tossed my body onto my king size bed and stared up at the celing, before retrieving my phone from my pocket and texting Olivia.
You: Do whatever you have to to get Brianna to stay on the island. She's making the damn ad.
Olive: Why?
Olive: You said we could look elsewhere. She doesn't want to do it. Fuck knows why.
You: Tell her she's about to be sued. We'll make it disappear in exchange for her collaboration with Hunter Industries.
My phone lit up with notification after notification from Olivia, begging me to spill the tea.
I couldn't talk to her anymore though. The last thing I wanted was to text my sister while inhaling the scent of Brianna's cunt, still lingering in the air. Needless to say, however, Cole Hunter got what Cole Hunter wanted and I fucking wanted Brianna's pussy.
"I'm not done railing your cunt, am I, Miss Chase?"
[Bianca]
After my little showdown with Macy, my first instinct was to flee. Like I told her, if I managed to make it off the island, no one could tie me to the events that occurred during my stay on Cupid's Isle. There was only one way off the island though: a yacht that took guests back to the mainland when their stay on Cupid's Isle ended.
No one made any effort to kick me out of my suite or let me know when the ferry departed. I ended up missing it.
So I did the only thing I could. I ran out to the dock and threw the dictaphone into the ocean.
"He fucking made sure I missed the ferry on purpose. Son of a bitch," I yelled out into the warm night, rage coming in hot.
Yes, Macy tried to fuck me over again. Yes my life was still a mess. I didn't have a real plan for when I went back to LA. I was sick of working myself to the bone without playoff. I hated my sister and Jason. My heart still ached when I thought of them.
But even with all this happening in the back of my head, front and center was Cole Hunter's scheme to get me back into his bed.
"Shaun doesn't have a leg to stand on. It was fucking self defense. The dickhead was harrassing me," I yelled, arms and hand gestures flailing about in the air like I was speaking directly to Cole.
Of course, I wasn't. I didn't have the nerve to walk back into his suite and lay into him. Why? Honestly? I was afraid it would result in another lay.
His touch was sinful, but delectable. Possessive, but soothing. I was today days old when I realized what I liked in bed. Everything Cole did to me in his.
"I believe you. Thing is, it'll be your word against Shaun's. Word is you guys have history too. Then there's your fun sexual history with well half of LA," said a flirtatious voice coming up behind me, making me jump.
I turned around slowly, laying a hand on my chest and breathing a sigh of relief when I came face to face with Olivia.
"You scared me half to death. Don't sneak up on me like that," I said, cautious of the younger Hunter's lustful gaze.
If I was ever going to have a lesbian experience… Wait what? Fucking no. It was my cunt that got me into this mess in the first place.
"Let Cole help you, Miss Chase. Let us help you with Shaun and his little lawsuit," said Olivia with a seductive beam.
"Wasn't it Cole that got me into this mess in the first place?" I asked with a snort. "Your brother doesn't take rejection well."
"No, he doesn't. He's okay though, manwhoring aside. A good brother. A decent guy. He spent the last two days having us prepare this as an apology to you," said Olivia, handing me a manilla envelope.
"You came prepared," I said, gingerly taking it from her.
She used her phone's torch to illuminate the documents before me, coming to stand next to me so I could see.
"No phones on the island, my ass," I muttered, disgruntled that the rules didn't seem to apply to the Hunters.
"I have a trick for sneaking mine past Harmon and Arthur. I'll show you next year," said Olivia with a giggle.
I found myself laughing alongside her. Overly friendly. Unnervingly charismatic. Everything she said sounded like flirtation. She was definitely Cole's sister.
"Next year?" I deadpanned, my cheeks turning pink as my laughter abruptly stalled.
"I just have a feeling you'll be back. Cole comes every year," she said meaningfully.
I swallowed, my gaze dropping, fingers suddenly fascinated by the documents before me.
"It's a sexual misconduct class action suit … against Shaun Banner," I muttered, my eyes skimming over the document quickly.
"Wow, that was quick. It took me a second to figure it out. Beauty and brains. I see why Cole wants another fuck," Olivia said nonchalantly, making my cheeks redden even more.
"What does Cole care about Shaun Banner being a sick fuck?" I questioned, still wary of the man who threatened to side with Shaun to get me to fuck him. "I thought he was going to help Banner sue me."
"Is that what he said?" Olivia broke out into a string of giggles. "He's all bark, no bite. This gets filed on your behalf the moment you sign on to become the face of Hunter Airways," she continued matter of factly.
"So I become Hunter Industries' model Aka Cole's whore or he gets me thrown into jail. Is that about right?" I retorted, boxing gloves on, as I prepared for a fight.
Olivia took a softer approach, waiting patiently for me to finish before she spoke again. Pity swam in her eyes. There was something about the lawsuit that I missed. She was about to hit me with it.
"Over fifty women across five countries are ready to come forward and testify that Shaun sexually harassed or raped them. They'll corroborate your story. We'll wipe the floor with the smug son of a bitch," she said, marked determination on her face.
"Rape?" I let the word out into the night, dread filling me as I thought of the many nights Shaun spent with Brianna. "Cole did this in two days… for me?"
I couldn't help but be moved at his grand display of concern for me. He didn't know it, but he was being protective of my sister in my stead. This made his little scheme that much more compelling. Present circumstances notwithstanding, if Shaun hurt Brianna… I'd fucking kill him myself.
It was a power play. Cole getting his way. Fuck if it wasn't an expensive one though. The time, man power and effort that must have gone into setting up the lawsuit in such a short time tugged at my heart strings. I was an infatuated cartoon with hearts in my eyes. He fucking wanted to turn me into his side chick and there I was, on the verge of swooning.
"We'll make the scandal go away too. We'll locate Bianca Holt and have her take responsibility for the nudes so that you can move on from the whole mess," Olivia said with a proud beam.
The hearts in my eyes shattered and I saw red. She had me on the ropes, ready to trip over my panties and drop back on Cole's dick for the gesture of wanting to protect me alone. How could she have known that saying she'd look for me was the wrong thing to say?