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Diavolo Ch 09

Date: 11/18/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

small,” her mother exclaimed. “I thought that man was loaded at least.” Abigail frowned at her mother. “I’m paying for this apartment, not Gabe.” Mikayla began to laugh and then tried to pretend she was trying to control herself. Her eyes gleamed with evil intent though. “So you’re not living with him anymore?” Mikayla asked, eyes gleaming with glee. Abigail had just about had enough of her. “Follow me,” she said. Her mother frowned, but Mikayla had a very smug look on her face. Abigail led them to the bedroom. The king-sized bed was dressed in white; comforters, shams, and sheets. The only touches of color were the three decorative throw pillows in shades of Navy blue and silver. Mikayla’s grin began to wither at the size of the bed, before dropping completely when she saw the guitar case leaning in the far corner of the room. Abigail rolled one side of the sliding doors to the big closet open, exposing Gabriel’s side of the closet, stuffed with his things. She turned with a grin at her sister. “No walk in, but most of our stuff fits in there.” Her mother snorted. “This is worse than I thought. You’ve turned into a groupie.” Abigail’s jaw dropped at her mother’s condescending tone. “He asked me to marry him.” Both women gaped at her. Mikayla gasped, face going so pale, Abigail was afraid she was going to faint. Next thing she knew, her little sister was digging her nails into her wrist and yanking Abigail’s left hand up. “I don’t see a ring there, you liar.” Abigail snatched ... her hand back, rubbing at the burn from being scratched by Mikayla’s claws. “He just asked me a few days ago.” Her mother’s gave her a look of pity as Mikayla laughed. “So! The mighty virgin has finally fallen,” Mikayla spat. Abigail glared at her. “Not that it’s any of your business, but I’m still a virgin. We’re waiting until after the wedding.” Mikayla’s laughter sputtered to a stop, her jaw dropping again. Marjorie looked around. “I don’t understand. Why are you living in such a hovel? And why isn’t that man paying your expenses if he’s truly your fiancé?” “I wanted to do this on my own, mother,” Abigail replied defensively. “He wanted to buy a house, but I told him I wanted to be on my own a while. Really. We had our first fight about this and everything, but he understood and…Oh, mom. I love him so.” Mikayla scoffed, her eyes shooting sparks. “If it weren’t for me, you’d never have met him. You’d never even heard of him or his band before.” “Mikayla,” her mother admonished. Mikayla only spun around and gripped one of the shirts hanging in the closet. Abigail, jumped with a gasp when her sister tore it off the hanger and pressed it to her face. “He was mine first, damn-it,” she muttered with a sniffle. “Mikayla Maureen Brown! You are marrying Daniel Montenegro—“ “I fucking know! Shut the fuck up about it already,” Mikayla screeched. Abigail cupped her throat, blinking at the both of them. Her mother was rubbing her temples, as if trying to soothe a migraine, and Mikayla ...