Stranger At the door

Drew pov

When I saw Clarissa rummaging the wardrobe, I knew she did not have any clothes to wear, or rather, I might say she was seducing me. I kept quiet, hoping she would call my attention to it.

My sister, who used to look at me with love, now looks at me with fear, anger, and hatred. Now I’m nothing to her but a monster, but I never wanted that to happen.

I kept blaming her for the fact that I can’t get hard on any other woman again and even allowed dad to force us to get our married certificate. I’ve been treating her badly since we came to France and almost caused her to have a miscarriage. That was when I realized I do have a little feelings for her, but my arrogant self would not bring myself down to show my feelings. What if she betrayed me like my ex?

I get irritated at everything she does. There are times I wouldn't come home for weeks just to punish and hurt her.

We’ve spent two months in Paris now, and dad only talks to me about the company and nothing more. I kept starin