Chapter 38 Two can play at this game

• Amberleigh stole herself a piece of pie from the kitchen and devoured it in her room. That shit was fantastic, no surprise there. Leo could tempt her into doing whatever he wanted in exchange for this pie, all he had to do was offer. Maybe the way to Grayson Godwin’s heart was his stomach, not his pants.
• Afterwards, she took herself a nice, long soak and mulled over the events of the day. Grayson told her in the beginning, it wasn’t her place to ask. Well fuck that. Sometimes you had to fuck the rules or let yourself get fucked by them instead. Besides, if Grayson was a crazy fucker on some type of antipsychotic meds, no way she could just hand over an innocent kid to him.  Poor kid couldn’t get two sets of fucked up genes from both its parents. She had to get to the bottom of this alright. And the sooner the better.
• Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her bedroom door. Amber yelled “Just a minute,” before she got out of the tub and quickly dried. She threw her robe on wondering who was visiting her room at twelve-thirty. Perhaps it was Leo checking to see if she were alright.  Or Mr. Duvall asking her if she needed anything before he turned in for the night. That butler kept crazy working hours, more like a robot in her opinion.