On the Edge (The Grange Complex Book 1)

Dexter

The confirmation was in the photo, but I still couldn’t fucking believe it. I began opening the cupboards and pulling out whatever pills I had left on the counter. My mind started chasing one thought after another; a sign that I was just about to lose the last bits of self control that I had left in me. The world started spinning, turning me into another person, the violent Dexter. I was ready to beat the crap out of someone just to relieve my frustration.

I had no idea what to do, who to fucking call. They could lock me up for this shit, and I could get a good few years in prison. The pills were supposed to stop making me feel like I was losing the ground under my feet.

I always slept with whatever woman came my way, but a fucking fifteen-year-old! I had crossed the line this time, and I didn’t even remember anything. My head was blank; I had no memories or recollection of anything that had happened at that fucking party. Someone must have dropped roofies in my drink, but now it was too fucking late to prove anything. The shit would be out of my system by now.

I was just about to swallow a dozen pills when my phone started to buzz. The number was unknown, but I answered it anyway.

“Tyndall,” I barked.

“Told you, I’m not like everyone else. You can’t just toss me aside and move on, Dexter,” Victoria purred. I clenched my fists so hard that I cut the circulation to my fingers.

“What the fuck do you want?”

“Just this and that. Don’t worry, you will know soon. For now, you can do whatever you like. Just remember, I’m the one that’s squeezing your balls slow, but tight.”

“You’re full of shit. You used someone to drug me.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, darling. The video is real—Jenny couldn’t stop talking about that night. Besides, I’ve missed your cock.”

I tossed the pills on the floor, roaring with frustration. I could take the risk and just tell her to go and fuck herself, but I had been building my business and reputation for years, and I couldn’t afford to toss it away. My track record wasn’t exactly in my favour. I had been quite violent when I was younger, but this could jeopardise everything—my whole fucking life. I had used an underage girl for sex. 

“Victoria, you want sex? Is this what this is about? I fucked you so hard and no one else came close?”

“Yes, I want sex, but I also need a date for a party.”

“A party? What fucking party?” I shouted.

“Oh, calm down. It’s something that I’ll use you for, a date for a party and some other functions.”

“I’ll end you for this, Victoria. I can fuck you up so bad that you will never lift yourself up again.”

She laughed. We had only been fucking for a couple of weeks, but I always knew that there was something off about her. I shouldn’t have messed with her, especially after the freaky shit in the bedroom that she wanted.

“Promises, promises. Just wait for my phone call, baby. You will be going to that party with me whether you like it or not.”

She hung up and I wanted to smash my phone, but somehow I managed to toss it on the table. I had shitloads of money and I could make this go away, but how? It was time to make some phone calls.

“Hey! Are you all right?”

Sasha was just walking through the terrace doors. I was furious, but she was probably the only person I wanted to see right now. Yeah, this was none of her business, but right then I needed a good fucking distraction.

  “Victoria sent me a video from this party we went to together couple of weeks ago, and this shit isn’t good,” I announced and scrolled through the e-mails. I handed her the phone when the video started playing. She watched it in silence, but the shock came straight after the girl announced how old she was. “The bitch is blackmailing me,” I said.

into her pockets, her eyes darting at me. “So

bitch Victoria drugged me, because I don’t remember anything at all. That evening I told her that I was done with her, but in the morning I woke up in her bed, and not

happen often, that

be fully aware of what I’m doing to them. I was in a shitty mood then, and at the time I thought that the party would be a

too many questions. Fuck, maybe she didn’t believe

can’t let her get away with

this shit and then I’ll destroy her. This is a game to her; she only wants my cock, nothing else. She likes

Sasha

so calm, talking about it like he didn’t do anything wrong. I should have been freaking out; he’d slept with someone’s child. He’d brought this on himself. Maybe with Victoria he finally crossed the line and she wanted to teach him a lesson. But I couldn’t just leave him on his own with

looked really young, but we couldn’t be sure that she was underage. He needed to check this to make sure that he had actually committed

don’t do anything stupid. I’m here if you need me, but we have to be careful who we talk to about

me to his chest, resting his face in my neck. For a moment I couldn’t move, I was so shocked, but then

let go of me, clearing his throat, and nodded for

“Hello,” I answered.

Scott, it’s Jeremy from Thomas

and I glanced at Dexter,

“Hey, how are you?”

phone call from the client that viewed your property earlier on. He would like to offer you the full asking price. Also, Mr Clement is a cash buyer, so it looks like everything can be

it—I finally had an

and you can let your client know that I’ll accept the offer,” I said, trying not to sound too happy, knowing that

Dexter. I wasn’t ready to move out, but at the same time I couldn’t turn the cash buyer away. Mum had called after I left Dexter with Victoria outside. She was insisting that I

a viewing,” he snapped, leaning over the kitchen table and

knew the apartment was on the market, Dex, and since we had stopped fighting, I assumed that I didn’t need to tell you about everything little thing I do. The guy viewed it when we were in Glasgow and I couldn’t turn him away. I’m sorry that you had to find out like this, but I had no choice. It’s my mother’s inheritance,” I explained. I didn’t even know why I was saying this to him. He had known that

and a sad confession on my part didn’t make us a couple. We were fuck buddies, and that’s all there was to

fucker back and tell him that you don’t want to sell

mother is freaking out; she wants me

“Who is the buyer?”

old guy and he’s offering

rippled through his face, and his jaw tightened. I really had no idea

him, wondering what the hell his problem was. Only a moment ago I was in his

Dexter, stop it! You knew why I was here. He won’t be moving in tomorrow; we still have time. We

that everything would be same once I knew that you were leaving? I’m fucking pissed. You should

Why do you have to make such a big

cheerful laugh. He looked like he

don’t fucking care if you stay or leave. You are one of the wettest pussies that I have fucked, but I’m not someone that you can

so convinced that we were past that. I walked away and slammed the door behind me, angry that we were back to square

I couldn’t pretend that I would live next him forever. It was my parents’ apartment and I had no say in the matter. Mum needed a buyer. My job wasn’t paying enough to for me to take out a

up when I got inside my own apartment. Now he wasn’t only making me mad, but also ill. Dexter was self-destructive, but he didn’t need to take it out on me. I was trying to convince myself that he got angry because he cared about

that he was next door. Several minutes later I heard him beat me to it, leaving first. I exhaled with resignation and then decided to go to

call, I was utterly drained. I needed to be on my own for a bit to digest everything

Dexter didn’t come around. I heard him in his apartment, but we were living like we didn’t know each other. Our argument gave him a good excuse to stay away from me, probably for good. I was waiting to see other women coming and going from his apartment, to show me that I was