Bang to rights. That’s how Reece had caught her, and she knew it. The ethics of his accessing her bank statement? Those were moot.

“I needed the money…”

“So you stole my dad’s credit card?”

“…for my studies.”

“A PhD in Gucci?” he sneered.

“I’d have paid it back…”

“Oh, you’ll pay…”

“Don’t tell him, please!”

“…one way or another.”

“Sorry?”

“Your holes can buy my silence.”

“What???”

Minutes after Ellie’s flabbergasted choice, his pounding rippled through her firm, plump ass.

“Fucking slut…” he growled. “You’re gonna have one hot, sore fucking summer. Welcome to the family, little sister!”