Being in Spain with Griffin had been heaven, but eventually, everything good must end.Scarlett was back home and about to celebrate her nineteenth birthday with her friends at the Euphoria club. She tugged at the black dress Griffin had bought her, trying to cover more of her legs. It pushed up her breasts, but since Griffin wasn't here, there was no point—she didn't want another man's attention."Perhaps I should have picked another dress..." Scarlett muttered in front of the mirror inside the bathroom.Lucy flushed the toilet and came out to wash her hands. She met Scarlett's eyes in the mirror. "Nonsense! You look gorgeous, and who knows? Maybe your billionaire landlord decides to show up tonight, and you want to look good in front of him, yeah?""Not so loud!" Scarlett hissed.Lucy grimaced. "Sorry... I forgot.""It's no problem. I'm just..." Scarlett sighed. "I had wanted to spend tonight with Griffin. But you're right, he is my landlord. What happened in Spain stays there, and
Griffin ignored her question and took her hand. He pulled her away from the bar and placed a hand behind her back. It was an invitation for her to dance to a familiar song. "Let's have some fun," Griffin said. "I like this song." Scarlett didn't object. Her heart was thumping, and she was so close to Griffin that she could breathe in his scent—a fresh smell of lemons with a hint of expensive cigars that made her never want to let go. Her heart was beating for this man; it had done that ever since their late nights in Spain. Griffin was so beautiful inside and out. Scarlett was falling, falling, and falling so deeply in love with him. He was the person she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Of this, she was sure. Yet she couldn't help but feel like something was wrong. Griffin kept her eyes on hers and spoke in his deep voice. "Are you enjoying your birthday night, Scarlett?" "It became better when you arrived." Griffin smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Good
No matter how often Scarlett dialed his number, Griffin wouldn't pick up his damn phone. "Griffin still isn't answering..." Scarlett sighed and looked out through the limousine window. She was close to tears. "Why did he leave me? He should know that I want him..." "Perhaps you can try calling him again tomorrow?" Lucy asked in a low voice. She was following Scarlett home in the vehicle, ready to sleep over to comfort her friend. "What if he doesn't pick up later either?" Scarlett's heart was ripping into shreds, tearing apart from the inside. "Honey..." A tear ran down Scarlett's cheek. "Griffin... He has been my everything for this past week, Lucy. I've spent every hour with him, and... I'm in love with him. So madly, deeply in love with that man." Lucy furrowed her eyebrows, placing her hand on Scarlett's shoulder with a saddened expression. "He will come back to you." Scarlett bit back a sob and held her gaze. "How do you know?" "Because once he realizes you're the love
Scarlett lay restless in her luxurious king-sized bed. Her eyes were puffy from crying and stuck on the stars on the ceiling. Back in Spain, she had told Griffin the plastic stars in the ceiling had been her favorite thing about the foster home. They were lights in the dark, little things that kept her nightmares away. And Griffin had probably ordered to have these stars placed in the ceiling because he knew Scarlett would suffer nightmares without him. He was the only man she had let touch her after Jake had attacked her. She feared other men, but not Griffin. No. He was cold and reserved toward those who he didn't find necessary in his life. But he had treated Scarlett like a princess and held her every night. Scarlett choked on a sob. She missed Griffin's thick arms. His body had entirely swallowed hers, and he has rubbed his stubble against her in the most affectionate way. He was secretly a cuddler in bed, and Scarlett had felt safe being the small spoon to the behemoth.
A tingling sensation spread over Scarlett's skin, and with a smile, she stretched like a cat. Griffin was sitting behind her in the jacuzzi, breathing a laugh at her burying her head between his pecs. Scarlett inhaled his scent. "Why do I feel so good and renewed every time you've fucked me?" Griffin hugged her closer with one hand. He didn't mind being a personal chair and slowly circled his rough finger around Scarlett's other hole. It made her relax even more. He kissed her head. "Because you're a sex addict." "Am I now?" "Yes." "Do you have any proof of your claims?" Scarlett was awarded an amused smirk. Griffin's eyes were totally lit up and beautiful under the lights. "It took you one minute of hugging before your tongue was on my abs." A blush burned her cheeks. "Can you blame me? You're gorgeous, and you're here with me. Not trying to escape on a plane." "And I would love to stay with you," Griffin murmured and pulled her up to plant a barrage of kisses on her neck. "
Sebastian carried the gothic girl over to his bed. She wasn't sleeping but happily grinning up into his face. It was a bit creepy, but strangely enough, he didn't hate the attention. "You're like... Super pretty," Lucy said and felt his beard. A giggle left her lips as she stroked him. "And hot." Sebastian stifled a laugh. "And you're like... Super drunk." "I'm not that drunk!" "You're petting a stranger and calling him pretty—you're definitely wasted and need a good rest." "No! Lucy doesn't wanna sleep... She wanna dance..." Sebastian stared down at the crazy woman in disbelief. "Do you even realize how dangerous it would be if you behaved like this with any other man on the street? You would get thrown over their shoulder and voilà, kidnapped." "I can fight." Those words actually earned a laugh from Sebastian. "Honey, you're like what, five-foot-five and probably weight like a little more than a hundred pounds? You're underweight and the perfect size to kidnap off the street
"I feel like death," Scarlett muttered from the kitchen table when Lucy walked in to grab a coffee. "Griffin left me in secret this morning, and I know he is gone forever." It was the truth. Griffin was gone, and Scarlett felt like she had been run over by a truck. Her heart was hurting. The world had lost its color, and everything felt incredibly dark. Why did Griffin leave her? She had never felt like this for any other person in her entire life. Griffin was unique, and they had insane chemistry, something he had thrown away because he didn't think her feelings were real. How could he not?! Lucy sent her a sympathetic glance. "It's only one year, Scarlett. The man is stubborn, but he did promise. See it as a blessing to study harder without a distraction while he is gone." "I suppose that's true..." Scarlett groaned and pulled her hair before slumping against the table. "What if he finds someone else while we spend time apart?" "I'm pretty confident he won't. Griffin was s
Two weeks laterScarlett woke up with the worst nausea of a lifetime. She wasn't the type that got sick often, but today she had the worst migraine ever. Her head wouldn't stop pounding, and she felt dizzy. The outside world seemed too bright, and her blinds were closed to not let in the sunlight. And today, even the songbirds were her enemies; why wouldn't they just fall down and die?"I think you're overexaggerating, Scarlett..." Lucy sighed into the phone. She was at school. "You can't be that sick.""No, Lucy, it's horrible," Scarlett wrapped her blanket around and shuddered at the cold. Her toes were especially frozen. "I don't know what type of disease I've caught, but it's bad... I'm feeling miserable, and most of everything, I just want someone to shoot me to end the misery. Why can't someone just throw out my brain on the street and run it over with a car? It would solve everything."Lucy laughed at her friend. "A little overly dramatic, don't you think? You sound like you'r
Jacob groaned and flipped her over. Scarlette's back hit the mattress, and she looked up to stare at him. For a moment, she stopped breathing because his eyes told her how enamored he was with her. It was incredible. Did Griffin look at her this way? She couldn't remember anymore. Scarlette's legs crossed over his hips as Jacob settled himself firmly between her thighs. He firmly pushed his palms against the mattress, his eyes bored into her soul. "Tell me again." Scarlett gulped. She knew what he meant, but she decided to play dumb. "Tell you what?" "You know what I'm asking. You are a smart woman, Scarlett. Much smarter than Griffin gives you credit for. So tell me." Charlotte was a little scared. Her hips trembled underneath him as he brushed his cock over her wet entrance. "Stop playing games with me. I want you inside me now. Isn't that enough for you?" The tip of his cock pushed inside her a bit and a small smile teased his lips. She had felt his length filling her merely
Scarlett's plan had been to fool Jacob into thinking she was interested in him and stab him with something sharp. Her mind and body belonged to Griffin, but her resolve weakened when Jacob eyed her with lust.While the mafia boss of the brothers resembled his twin, there was a gleam of arrogance in Jacob's eyes that Scarlett couldn't resist. And his cock? It was stiff and ready for her, throbbing and angry. It would be so easy to just let it slip inside...Scarlett's pussy was clenching already, wanting Jacob to fill it. It would be so easy to use him to reach an orgasm. She bet it wouldn't take much riding to achieve that great peak of pleasure.No!What was she even thinking?!She wouldn't fall for the temptation!Bad, Scarlett!Even if she was in pure physical pain from resisting Jacob. The evil genius didn't even make an effort to cover himself. He seemed to love the attention he was getting and smirked. "Are you offering to suck my cock, Scarlett?" Jacob asked with a glimmer i
It was odd lying curled up next to Jacob. Scarlett had spent a good hour cleaning him in the shower, and now she was surrounded by his heat. Jacob's arms were tightly wrapped around her petite body— Well... Scarlett wasn't small. Her stomach was a large bump, and she wasn't precisely skinny since she was close to giving birth, but she was a dwarf compared to Jacob. He was as tall as Griffin, and his take-what-he-wanted personality made him seem larger-than-life. He was cocky and arrogant but also had a more playful side. He was... Weird. "Lying like this and smelling your hair makes me wish I was the good brother... I really, really love holding you like this, love..." Jacob grunted and nuzzled closer to Scarlett. "Griffin is a lucky man to have stolen your heart. You're so beautiful." For some reason, her cheeks burned. "I'm not beautiful." "Yes, you are, love..." Jacob mumbled into Scarlett's hair. One of his giant paws was resting on her baby bump, and his cock presse
To claim tonight was weird was the biggest understatement of the entire freaking year. This whole situation was surreal. Scarlett was sitting on a king-sized bed inside a locked master bedroom. The furniture was expensive, and the room was fancy. She was alone with Jacob, who was taking off his clothes."Since you possess no actual harm to me, I don't even think I need to be equipped with a gun. You won't hurt me, Scarlett. But if you were stupid enough to try something in your sleep, I have men outside that door to finish you off. So be smart."Jacob threw his t-shirt on the floor, and Scarlett averted her eyes hastily to not stare at his ripped physique. She eyed the door with a racing heart. Getting out of here was the main priority, but she knew her chances of escaping were slim to none. It would be better to play house for now. Her eyes flitted back to Jacob, and she gulped. Holy shit.Okay, regardless of what she thought of the man's personality, Jacob was ridiculously attr
This had to be the sickest dinner Scarlett had ever been invited to.Jacob sat at the other long end of the table, fixing his tie and putting on an apron to not spill food over his clothes. He looked like a kid getting ready for Christmas dinner, smiling radiantly at her. Yet Scarlett knew better than to translate his expression into anything remotely friendly. Jacob was a psychopath. The proof would be that Griffin sat at the table, too, a gun to his head and a sullen expression on his bruised face. He didn't look happy, and if looks could kill, Jacob would be dead.And Scarlett herself?A guard stood behind her, ready to shoot her if she even attempted to leave the goddamn dinner table. Not that Scarlett thought Jacob would kill her, not when the freak wanted one of her children.He was indeed a sick man. Devastatingly handsome with a face identical to the man she loved, but totally whack-a-mole crazy."Are you ready for the appetizers?" Jacob asked, leaning his chin against the
Scarlett narrowed her eyes and roared. "That is not even blood on your face! It tastes and smells like ketchup. Who the hell are you?!" The answer was obvious and burned in her mind. Yet Scarlett didn't want to believe it. Couldn't accept that she had let another man who wasn't Griffin go down at her. The guy smirking at her now had looked and acted the same way—how was she supposed to know he was Griffin's twin brother in disguise. What was his name again? Jacob! "You've finally figured it out, huh?" His eyes glowed in the faint streetlight coming in through the window. "Yes, I'm not Griffin, and this is indeed ketchup. I thought it would be fun to play games with you and see if you would fall for them. And the price?" Jacob licked his lips in the dark, savoring her taste on his lips. He looked like a predator, and Scarlett was the meat. It made anger rise in her chest, disgust too. How could she have let this happen?! She was so mad at herself! "You're a sick man! A fucking
Later that same day, Dmitri pushed Scarlett into a prison cell. "You will stay here until the boss wishes to see you. He is busy with your boyfriend at the moment."Scarlett looked around after the door locked behind her. She was in a basement that smelled like mold. Moss grew on the walls, and water was dripping from the ceiling.But there was a bunk bed. Although it looked worn down and rotten, it was better than the alternative: sleeping on the floor. Grumbling to herself, Scarlett laid down on the mattress and grimaced at how wet it was. It stank like pee too. "Whatever... It must be better than the floor."Scarlett miraculously fell asleep but woke up in the middle of the night when she heard footsteps. "Just kick him into the same cell as the woman.""Is that really such a wise idea?""It's not like it heightens his chances of escaping just because he is together with the woman. Besides, look at the bastard—he is all bruised up and bleeding. This fucker ain't going nowhere w
The dock wasn't far away, yet Scarlett never made it there before a man dressed in black grabbed her. Her arms were twisted behind her back, and she screamed at the top of her lungs."No, release me! Let me go!" Her screaming was ignored.No matter her struggles, the man didn't let her go. He clamped his muscular arms around her and held her still. Scarlett tried to fight and wriggle herself free. She was pregnant but not handicapped!"Release me, you fucking swine!" Scarlett growled. "Let me go! Get your filthy fingers off me!"The man didn't answer her and calmly put handcuffs around her arms. He wasn't gentle in the slightest.It hurt. Scarlett screamed, but once again, her efforts were ignored. The man didn't feel sorry for her, nor did he seem phased by her attempts to escape him.Her captor was more extensive and robust, and there was no escape. She had failed to get to the boat and was paying for it. She was officially a captive, soon to be kidnapped. The handcuffs dug into
Scarlett's heart was pounding. Griffin was so close, about to take what he had been missing for almost a year.His lips were inches from hers, breathing warm air into her face. Scarlett was seconds away from being taken against the wall, fucked harder than ever. But suddenly, there were the sounds of guns firing off in the garden. Griffin had bodyguards set outside, but they were fighting someone, and Scarlett heard tires screech against the asphalt. It made Griffin lean back with a calculating expression. He listened and then stared into Scarlett's eyes. "We are under attack."Her heartbeat raced against her ribcage. "U-under attack?""Yes," Griffin sighed. "Fuck, just when things were turning good..."Scarlett blinked at him. "I'm not sure if I'm following...""There is a massive prize on my head, and there is probably one on yours too since you're my lover," Griffin flared his nostrils and walked over to the cupboard. "We must make it into the dock at the back of the garden, jum