SCARLETTI think about it every breathing moment, and each time I long for a repeat.That drunken kiss with Logan from a week ago was somehow forged into my soul and burnt into my memory. I’ve never wanted to forget anything like I wanted to forget it, each time I remembered it, I was instantly wet because I was reliving how hard and throbbing he as underneath me as I straddled him.More than anything, I knew he was the most forbidden fruit of the bunch compared to his other brothers, but that somehow made me crave him even more day after day.The worst part was that I couldn't even get him out of my system by getting railed relentlessly until I was sore because Blake was awfully busy and we mostly talked on the phone of late. I needed to drown this need for his touch one way or the other else it’d drive me insane.It doesn't help matters that my guilt about him breaking off his engagement with Ashley after listening to office gossip in the lunch room over the week. Apparently, Ashley
SCARLETT “You sure about that, darling?” his voice is laced with the same lust burning a hole in my guts when he speaks. I halted and my fingers slid off the door on realizing that he wants it just as badly as I do. “Look at me, Scarlett,” he urged, and as though I’d been waiting for that very command, my legs started to move of their own accord until I was facing him again. Our eyes locked, his darkening with desire while I struggled not to look below his waistline and ogle his cock. Nothing could possibly make me change my mind at this point, I was spiraling with need and he was the only one that could quench it. To give him an invitation, I decided to take a bold move and match his appearance. Slowly, I peeled my sweater off and with every inch of my body that was being exposed to him, he visibly started to harden. By the time I pulled it over my bare boobs, he was rock hard and I could see the veins on his cock pulsing in reaction to me. I was soaking wet where I stoo
SCARLETTUnlike me who was seconds from shitting my pants, Alex wasn't fazed in the slightest.“Get away from my fucking door or I’ll be hurling your dead body out of this house soon enough!” Alex yelled back, seeming way too infuriated for someone that should want nothing but sex from me.Why did it suddenly seem like they all wanted more? All at the same time? It was causing me to hyperventilate inwardly.“I dare you to come out so we can find out whose dead body will be marched out of the house tonight! I bloody dare you!” Logan banged the door, growling like he was eager to kill his omw n brother to stake a claim on me.I wanted to scream that I didn't belong to anyone, that I wasn't worth the trouble they were stirring up, but my voice was completely lost as though I wasn't moaning loudly moments ago.“Alex! Alex! Come out here this second!” the violent kick that landed on the door made me nearly jump out of my skin.Consequently, I started to visibly shake with fear, trembling l
SCARLETTAs soon as Blake dashed towards a groaning Alex, my mom grabbed my arm harshly and yanked me out of the room.I tried to pull away from her grasp but she tightened it, murmuring obscenities under her breath as she nearly broke my bones and bruised my flesh from sinking her claws into me. No matter how hard I tried to pull away, she held on tighter until she pushed me into her closet room and slammed the door shut behind us.When I looked down at the bruises on my arm, I winced, my heart physically ripping to shreds at the fact that my own mother could inflict that kind of pain on me when she equally wasn't a saint.“For a blabbermouth that keeps acting like she is the statue of liberty herself because of some morals you won’t shut up about, it’s really bold of you to be spreading your legs for your stepbrother,” she spat angrily, regarding me with disgust.Those words cut through me deeply, especially seeing as she was trying to justify her fraudulent behavior by throwing my
SCARLETTWe arrived at Blake’s penthouse a while ago and I was sulking at the kitchen counter while he made me some coffee.I tried my hardest to focus on the thoughtful and kind man who was offering me his care and support when he should've turned his back on me, but it was hard to do so without my mind drifting off to the reason why we ended up in this messed up situation in the first place….My insatiable libido.Everything was suddenly upside down. All my fears were realized in one night because I sacrificed common sense for a moment of pleasure. I was officially the family whore in everyone’s eyes, and my mother had shown how much she truly despised me.I’d assumed that at this point in my life I’d be soaring on eagles wings as regards my career, but instead I was stuck between the conflicting emotions I felt for three brothers who should've been nothing but family to me.I wanted to console myself by convincing myself that those complicated emotions could be sorted out, that I c
LOGANNot again.Sometime around midnight, I started stirring in bed, awoken by the pain of my mate being in yet another man’s arms. Off the top of my head I knew the culprit was Blake because Alex was too injured to cross me again by laying a finger on her this soon.However, I was enraged at the fact that Blake had watched me nearly beat Alex to death and issue a warning that no one should breathe in her direction but he still went ahead to bed her on the same night.What did I have to do to make those assholes realize the severity of their actions? Would I have to mark Scarlett against her will so they’d know she belonged to me and only me?The sun was up now and no matter how many texts and calls I shot Scarlett’s way, she refused to speak to me or disclose her location. Even the mate bond wasn't able to pick up her location and the curse wouldn't let me comb the city to find her.I was dying to be near her, I’d forgiven her for sleeping with both my brothers in the same night eve
SCARLETTGod, Logan was a toddler with terrible twos, throwing tantrums here and there.“How about you leave here and stop causing ruckus everywhere you go? Wasn't the storm you stirred last night enough!?” I yelled, lucky that the empty cafe allowed me to fully express my growing anger at him.He moved away from Blake, his face falling at my reprimand as he took a few steps towards me.From the way he was scrutinizing me from head to toe, I couldn't tell if he was trying to gauge how I was faring or admiring my looks. Judging from the baggy joggers and hoodie I had on alongside my messy bun and eye bags, I could tell that it was the latter.I didn't let his concern for me serve as an excuse for his short tempered behavior though.“You’re slowly starting to make me hate the sight of you because you bring unwanted drama everywhere you go by thinking you can fix every problem by wielding your fists,” I continued when he remained silent, refusing to hold back in the slightest.I needed a
BLAKEHer skepticism was louder than my car engine, but I didn't probe for more because I had a clue what was bugging her.After the messy theatrics that blew up at home last night plus Logan’s audacity to storm into my cafe and threaten me just to see her, I could sense that she needed to get some steam off her chest. However, being as thoughtful as she was, she probably didn't want to rant about it to me because she figured it would be insensitive.While I didn't mind being her rock no matter the situation, I understood why she was holding back this time around. Anyone with their hearts in the right place would assume that ranting about her sexual escapades with my brothers and the repercussions would upset me and she wasn't wrong to think so.Nonetheless, I was willing to disregard the jealousy burning a whole through me about the whole situation if it meant I could offer her a shoulder to lean on at such a sensitive time.“Hey, are you coming in?” her small sad voice pulled me out