“Fucking hell,” Ryke mutters.
“This can’t be right,” I say aloud what’s been floating in my head. No, no, no. I never had videos of my sex life broadcasted to the entire world. This goes beyond what happened to me. This is—this is life-altering, earth-shattering bad.
I’m so sorry, Rose.
Lo shakes his head, in a fog. “It had to be Scott. They must have had cameras in the bedrooms.”
“What?” I squeak. “Our bedrooms too?”
“No, Lil,” Lo says quickly. “If they had a sex tape of us, it’d be on TV before Connor and Rose’s.” He’s right. I’d be more “newsworthy” since we’ve been in the media much longer.
Still, the fact hardly lessens the enormity of the situation. My sister…
The reporter starts speaking, grabbing hold of my dispersing thoughts. “If you’re returning with us, news just broke about the heir to a Fortune 500 company, Connor Cobalt and his girlfriend, Rose Calloway, selling a sex tape. Another Calloway girl in a scandal,” she says. “This time there’s legitimate proof.”
“Oh shit,” Ryke curses.
I follow his gaze over the couch, spotting my sister who marches down the staircase. Lo snatches the remote and powers off the television. It blinks to black.
Rose appears behind us, her cheeks concaved and her yellow-green eyes frighteningly focused. Like a lioness ready to devour an antelope.
She places her hands on her hips and sets her target on Lo. “I’m not five-years-old, Loren. You can turn on the news.”
My throat swells. Does she already know? I can’t hide the pained expression on my face.
“No,” Lo says, his voice edged in nervousness. “I’d rather not.”
Daisy cups her hand to her mouth, whispering to me, “Should we tell her?”
I mimic the discreet gesture so Rose can’t read my lips. “Maybe not until Connor comes downstairs too.” He’s a crisis solver. He’ll make everything better, right?
Rose refuses to wait any longer. She’s already halfway across the room, her back arched like she’s building her defenses. She tries to steal the remote from Lo, but he won’t release his grip. They end up having a tug-of-war.
“Let go, Loren, unless you’d like me to dislocate your arm.”
“Aren’t you tired of making all these empty threats?”
She twists his forearm, and pain flashes in his face, wincing. He loosens his hold, and she claims the remote.
He rubs his arm. “Bitch.”
Not nice.
“Yes, but I’m a bitch with real threats.” She powers on the television, and the news explodes once more.
“Bet you feel like a bigger bitch right now,” Loren adds.
“Shut up, Lo,” I snap. This is not the time to attack my sister. “Rose…” She has frozen to the middle of the floor. I know, better than anyone, how horrifying and gut-wrenching it feels to see your dirty sex laundry scattered all over the media.
She waves me off and increases the volume to an obnoxious level. “The producer is none other than Scott Van Wright, Rose’s ex-boyfriend.”
They’re still perpetuating the ex-boyfriend lie? Rose remains transfixed to the screen, her posture tight, just livid, pure heat radiating off her stance.
Rose…
Tears almost threaten to rise. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Our lives. She was supposed to have the perfect wedding with the perfect guy with the perfect happily ever after. Being taken advantage of in pursuit to strengthen her career—it’s not fair. It’s not right.
People just suck.
Lo rises and seizes the remote from Rose, and she jerks back and hits another button.
The TV blares, and I cringe at the shrill sound.
“I’m watching this,” Rose says, managing to enunciate over the noise. The reporter plays clips from the actual sex tape. On screen, her arms are tied to the headboard with a belt, a glittery diamond choker around her neck. Black bars censor all the naughty parts, but the uncut video streams online somewhere.
“Rose,” Lo complains, pressing his hands to his ears.
I stand up and reach for her arm. “Rose.”
She recoils. “Don’t touch me.”
She scares me, more now, than she ever has before. It’s like she needs to explode, but she’s containing this raging fire inside her body.
The news channel blisters my ears. “Scott Van Wright has sold the sex tape to Hot Fire Productions for a multi-million-dollar deal. There’s been no comment yet from either Connor Cobalt or Rose Calloway, but it appears to be a legal transaction between all four parties.”