So Scarlett is moving in with her Mother and basically with the three brothers. Hehehe. I'm so excited. How do you think this will go for her?
SCARLETT Blake pulled me into a very big bear hug the minute I stepped into the house. “Welcome home, Scarlett, Maria told us that you’d be living with us now,” For now, I replied in my mind. Even though I had accepted Mom’s offer, I didn’t plan on staying here for more than 3 months. Because hopefully, in three months, I would have sorted myself out, would have paid off my loans, and be financially stable enough to get a decent apartment for myself. That seemed far-fetched but I was more than ready to work thrice as hard to make it a reality. “Yeah,” I replied to him and a very wide and cheery grin touched his lips. “That’s so nice, now I can properly take you under my wings and treat you like a baby sister.” His tone was harmless but there was something about the way he said it, about the way his eyes lingered on my face that made my heartbeat increase. Come on, Scarlett. What’s wrong with you? Everything was wrong with me! Everything! Less than an hour ago, I was
SCARLETTThe next morning, Alex and I stepped out of the house at the same time and immediately, his signature scent, the one that filled my nose last night greeted me. It brought back memories of what I've been up to last night and instant shame burnt through me. Alex walked to the car park, entered a blue car whose beauty and class I couldn't start to describe and he drove off. Without a backward glance at me, without offering me a ride even though he knew we were going to the same place. Such a jerk, I thought to myself just as warm breath fawned my neck. I startled but it was only Blake smiling at me and looking so fucking surreal while at it.How can someone look so cute and hot and handsome at the same time? And why wouldn't my heart stop fluttering? He's my stepbrother for fuck's sake! You had a wet dream and got yourself off to the thought of your other stepbrother. Feeling your heart flutter because of Blake is really mid, don't you think?"So you're already going to wor
SCARLETTI turned around slowly, my palms clammy and my heart racing in my chest. Whatever I was about to say died in my throat when I came face-to-face with him. He has his sleeves rolled up and the sight of his bare arms did something unexplainable to me. It made my brain zap, made my eyes linger on his fingers, the same ones that had been brushing and parting my folds with ease in the elevator just a couple of days ago. "What are you doing here?" his quiet voice interrupted my thoughts and it made me jump a little as I looked up at him again. His eyes were dark and unreadable and a smirk that looked darkly amused tugged at the corners of his lips."I... I came... Maeve asked me... She told me to drop a package for you and no one was here so I...""You could have just dropped it and left but what did you do? You waited. What were you waiting for, Scarlett?"The sound of my voice on his lips made my brain flip just as the absurdity of his sentence dawned on me."What? What do you.
SCARLETT The images refused to leave my head. How he touched me, how he fingered me till I completely lost myself... I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It's been a couple of days now and yet, they still live rent-free in my head. I hated that I loved every minute of it, that I wanted more, that I needed more. And I hated myself for feeling that way. This was someone who had degraded me from the first moment he saw me. Yet, I wanted nothing from him than to be treated as the said whore. I wanted him to do all those wicked things to me, to fuck and touch me and just make me go crazy with pleasure. And I hated that. I've never been like this and I wondered what Alexander Vaughn was bringing out in me. After I did the walk of shame from his office that day, he had not said a single word to me. He hasn't even breathed in my direction. He has acted like I was going invisible which I was grateful for because if he attempted to touch or degrade me again, I'd not be able to turn him
ALEXANDERHer type was the worst. I knew her game. Right from the moment I saw her at dinner, dressed like a whore with her cleavage almost spilling out from the poor excuse of a gown she wore. I could already tell what her game was. But still, I wasn't prepared to have her go for it immediately, bringing up how Logan had ruined her business was a way of digging her fawns into my father’s wealth. She was so shameless about it and even had the audacity to look offended when I pointed out the obvious to her. And to prove me right, she showed up at my company the next day and coincidentally stumbled on me and Maeve and she watched us. The smell of her arousal was so strong that it drowned out everything. I knew she wished she was the one on her knees, taking my cock down her pretty throat and she proved me right in that elevator. Proved me even more right when she coincidentally stumbled on Maeve bent over the table and my cock thrusting into her wet core. She didn't walk away like
SCARLETT It was finally Mom’s wedding day and like she said, it was a small wedding with less than 20 people, including us in attendance. It was a garden wedding and while they were setting up the garden, I got dressed, and on setting out of my room, my body collided with a strong one full of hard planes and muscles. The woody and strong masculine scent that wasn't familiar filled my nose as I moved back. It was Logan Vaughn and he had a scowl that seemed to be permanent on his face. It was the first time I had seen him outside of breakfast and dinner since I moved here. He was dressed in a grey suit when he should have worn a black one. That's the one that'd match his heart and soul. Then he sidestepped me and started to walk away. My anger came back in full force that he had ruined my life and he didn't even have the common decency to apologize. “You’re really not going to apologize, are you?” He turned back slowly, eyes vacant and so deep it felt like gazing into an ab
SCARLETT The wedding was fast. I can't remember the last time I saw Mom that happy; I don't think I've ever seen her that happy. And despite everything, I was happy for her too and I genuinely hoped this one would last. After our encounter in the hallway, Alex didn't glance at my way once and Logan was back to pretending that I didn't exist. The woman that came to the house the other day, the one Blake introduced as his PA and fuck buddy was present too and I fleetingly wondered how important she was to be invited to the close-knitted gathering. Finally, they said their vows and we settled down for lunch. I didn't know how it happened but I found myself saddled between Alex and Blake. It was suddenly too hard to breathe with my heart pounding wildly because of Blake and my body heating up because of Alex. But I started eating anyway, hopeful that the good food and chatters would calm me down. They did until a strong hand landed on my thighs, pried them apart and his hand start
SCARLETT My palm didn't make contact with his face because he caught it easily. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice eerily silent, like the brush of a whisper and his eyes a blazing fiery furnace. He was angry, completely angry. I could tell from his eyes even though he looked otherwise. His was a silent anger, one that raged destructively. "Let go of my hand," I gritted out, despite the fear coursing through my veins. I tried to pry my hand from his hold but it was a futile attempt. He was a powerful Alpha whose powers were more than that of an ordinary wolf and I was a weak wolf; the lowest of the lowest, an omega. "Were you just about to slap me?" his voice had an incredulous tone in it. He looked amused as if this was the most comical thing he had ever experienced. "You were rude to me, you treated me like a whore in front of..." "That's because that's what you are," he replied just as he pulled me in closed the door, and turned me around before pushin