Robert Johnson
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"It's okay. I'm sure you'll find your parents." Said Savannah. "I don' think I want to. Not anymore. I mean, they abandoned me, so, who's to say that, even if I did find them, that they would even want to know me? They didn't even bother contacting this place since leaving me here." He spread out his arms, from the tall brick wall to the playground. Then, he placed a hand on hers. "Savannah, everything okay?" Savannah smiled. Kevin still understood her – could read her like a book, even as she…
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"Sister, do you know him?" Asked the child, Tony, curiously. Savannah nodded. More than "know," she thought to herself. She'd grown up with him in the orphanage, in the aftermath of her father's death. She cried, daily, sometimes in throat rattling sobs, other times a weak whimper, but always a sense of earth-shattering change taking place around her. Like she could not trust the walls around her, that they might fall away and reveal another, stranger reality she knew nothing of. For the first time…
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"You have the nerve to come back here? After running away with a man, just like your shameless mother!" Shouted Norah, livid, jumping out the sofa. Dalton, usually the diplomat, joined in, "Are you crazy, Savannah? How could you sleep with Devin's uncle? Is there any misunderstanding? Just go and explain to Devin and old Sterling, and tell them it's nothing between you and Dylan." Savannah clenched her fists. "No misunderstanding. Devin and I couldn't be together anymore." Norah pointed her finger…
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Savannah let out a guttural growl and gnashed out her words. "You! You who slept with my cousin!" Devin turned scarlet, his jaw clenched, and fists were clenched white. He was raised above his head, ready to strike, like a hammer on an anvil. Savannah flinched. Waited for the blow to land… but it didn't come. Devin's hand was frozen above his head, where it was locked in a vice-like grip. Devin stared maniacally at his uncle, Dylan, whose jaw, wide and sharp like a spade edge, was clamped shut…
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Devin hissed into her ear, "you heard the man. We'd better get to it soon, eh? Was I thinking… tonight? If you're free, that is?" She elbowed him hard in the ribs, but he didn't back off. "Remember what happens if you mess this up for me. Be nice now, and later tonight, you can be as naughty as you like." He grinned so wide she worried his ears might drop in. She bit her bottom lip hard, so hard it drew blood. If Mr. Sterling didn't come soon, she knew, then she would have to sleep with his guy.…
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Devin parked in front of the hotel. It was crowded with people in pretty dresses and dark suits, and they were slowly making their way inside to the main hall. There was a marble fountain, and several parked cars outside, and Devin stopped as close as he could to a red car. They got out, and Devin took Savannah by the arm and introduced her to his mother, Susan. It was her red car. "Hello, my dear!" she said, flinging her arms around them both. "Devin, you look so handsome! And so pretty, Savannah!" She…
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"Fuck you, Valerie." She said, the words coming out like sparks from a furnace. "How long has it been, huh? You and Devin, your secret 'meetings,' how long!" In the last part, you growl through clenched teeth, and Valerie momentarily recoils. Valerie had known that Savannah had discovered them. Devin had told her as much the day before. And good innocent Savannah would keep feigning ignorance, and she'd thought, only she wasn't… not anymore. Then remembering this was her house, her parents, and that…
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"Stop," said Dylan, raising a hand. Garwood then said, "Sir, it's your father's sixtieth this weekend. It's at the Ritz. Your younger sister called me just now, asking if you'd like to go." "Tell her I'm busy," he sighed. "And arrange to have a gift sent, something big and expensive." Garwood hesitated for a moment, "Since you returned to Los Angeles, you haven't been back to see your family. This time…" "That's enough." Dylan interrupted stern-faced. It was getting dark out, and he could see…
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"Mr. Sterling—" The guard protested. "Was I not clear?" He said, stooping into the car. "Actually…It doesn't have to be..." She squeaked, suddenly guilty over the whole thing. "Are you always so kind to those who hurt you?" Savannah buttoned her lips. The car drove up the gravel drive to the villa. Savannah got out and followed him inside to a spacious living-room-slash-office space with a glass wall at the far end and a cream leather couch. Minimalist bookshelves and a desk in the other…
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Devin ground his teeth. Women fell over themselves to be with him. And now Savannah thought she could just dismiss him, like some stray dog? "What?" He spat. "You can't leave me." Savannah glanced at Valerie through the window, "I wouldn't want to get between the two of you," she said quietly, turning back to the garden. Devin nodded slowly and then barked a laugh. He slung his arm around her waist and pulled her in tight. "Now listen to me. I own you, you frigid cow." His voice was a sharp…
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