*** Please note that this book is based on characters from my completed novel, Sinfully Yours, exclusively available on GoodNovel. However, you do not need to have read it to read this book.*** I have hated the Morettis ever since I was old enough to understand how the cookie crumbles. They are the sole reason why my life turned out this way. Alone. Unloved. Abused. Broken. Now I'm out to ruin their lives like they have mine. I've researched them for years, and now I'm finally getting my shot. There is one problem, though. The Moretti triplets are more than what I bargained for. My plan was to reel them in one by one, seduce them if I had to, and then destroy them. I wanted to take away everything they've worked for, strip them bare, and leave them to the vultures. Their parents destroyed mine, so I wanted to destroy their precious offspring, let them taste even just a tidbit of the disappointment I have experienced since I was born. When I weasel myself into their lives, I didn't expect them to be so enigmatic and electrifying. They take up all the air when they are in the vicinity, and I am choking, struggling to remember what my goal is. Will I be successful in my quest for vengeance? Or will I crumble under their hazel eyes and give up the one thing I had that is mine? My soul.
Lihat lebih banyakJULIET POV The long driveway to the triplets house seems too long as I quickly start walking it, but my heart is pounding nearly out of my chest and my fucking panties are soaked. What the fuck just happened? What the actual fuck just happened! First, I was fucking ticked off by Alonso claiming I'm off limits to his friends. I'm not his property! I'm nobody's property! I've waited years to have some semblance of freedom, and now that I finally have it, I'm not letting anyone take it away from me. This is my playbook. I run the shots here. Then he was on me in the bathroom, and I felt..... I felt scared. His body pinning me to the door with his hand on my mouth gave me flashbacks to when my father would shove me against the wall and choke me. Then, I felt a strange sense of anticipation mixed with the fear. It left me utterly confused. I touch my lips. They're swollen and tender. God, that kiss. That can't be described as a kiss. That was domin
ALONSO POV Sass looks really good on Fly-girl. Usually, girls with an attitude irritate the shit out of me, but I find it cute on her. Most of the time, I also don't give a shit about their personalities. So why am I running after a girl I don't even know right now? I have no clue. Maybe it's the athleticism she exuded on the field when I first saw her. Maybe the athlete in me recognizes the one in her, and that's what is captivating me. Maybe it's the way her golden limbs are toned as fuck or the way her long blonde hair almost touches the top of her ass. Perhaps it's the way she looks so innocent with those big blue eyes and the pillowy pink lips. Innocent, so I can make her dirty. I've been imagining her on her knees in front of me ever since I saw her. I long to make that wish a reality. Her lithe frame allows her to get through the bodies of people much quicker than me, and I have to dodge a few girls I've fucked before, too. I grab her arm just as she'
JULIET POV I take small sips of the rum and coke I poured myself. it's more coke than rum, though. I have no intention of getting drunk in the devil's lair. The party is nothing like I imagined a college party would be like. And the house is no frat house either. It's off campus and secluded, so there will be no cops being called because of noise. The house itself is something I imagine a well-off family would have. People with kids and careers, not three college boys. It's the type of house I deserved growing up in, filled with love and laughter. I'm instantly reminded of why I'm here. My eyes dart around the backyard with tables of food and drinks set up, music playing, and people laughing and dancing. Like a magnet, I'm drawn to two of the Moretti boys. One is most definitely Arcangelo with his black clothes and tattoos. If it wasn't for their personal style, I would have struggled to figure out who is who. The one with the girl has to be Alessi. The brother I
ALESSI POV There's an energy in the house that is palpable. Alonso has asked me twice if I think his outfit is okay. Alonso never asks me for fashion advice. He says my style is too uptight, and Arc looks too emo. Arc has been playing soulful melodies for almost two hours on the baby grand piano in the living room. He only stops to jot down notes. That means she's coming to the party. And I don't know how I feel about that. Our start of term parties have become legendary on campus. Only the who's who of campus get invited. That means the whole football team and the hot chicks who follow them, some of Arc's music friends, and a few people who I tolerate from my pre-med class. I don't really mingle with the students from my class. If I have my brothers, I don't need anyone else. The front doorbell rings, and I assume it's some dudes from the football team. Those guys love to party, and I let them indulge at our place for at least one party a term. "Ge
JULIET POV Everyone around me is restless in anticipation of who made the A-squad. Well, everyone except me. Not to blow my own horn, but I've been killing it at tryouts this past week, so if I don't make the cut, it would be surprising. The rest of my new teammates are even starting to act nicer towards me. I'm not here to make friends, but it would also be nice not to be in an antagonizing environment for the next four years at least. Scott has been really cute, offering to drive me into town to get everything I need for my dorm room. I also see the way he looks at me, and usually, I would have squashed it before he got any wrong ideas, but I needed him. I even feel slightly bad about it. You can tell he's nice and sincere, and he will make any girl really lucky if he was their boyfriend. If I were a normal girl, I would've flirted with him for sure. "Are you nervous?" He asks me where he's leisurely stretched out on the turf with his hands tucked under his head.
ALESSI POV I'm sitting in my car outside the football stadium, looking at a damn girl in a cheerleading photo on my phone. Juliet Monroe. Who the hell names their daughter Juliet anyway? There's a lot of cheerleading things I found about her online, like there are pages dedicated to her, but none that she runs herself. What eighteen year old girl doesn't have social media? That was literally the weirdest thing to me. I did do some digging, though. Her mother died when she was a kid by apparently drinking too many sleeping pills and then drowning in the bath. The police report claims it was an accident, but it sounds like suicide to me. Her father is a construction manager, and he never remarried. Miss Monroe isn't just some blonde bimbo cheerleader like I initially thought. Oh no, Miss Monroe was valedictorian of her high school class and enrolled in my department. A smart blonde bimbo. So now I'm in my car, waiting to see a glimpse of her like I
ARCANGELO POV I knock on my brother's study's door. One thing he hates is people barging into his personal space unannounced, and sometimes being triplets can be overwhelming. You're always up in each other's business and space and fucking head. Sometimes, my brothers know what I want before I've even figured it out. It's both a blessing and a curse. And also the exact reason why I'm knocking on Alessi's door right now, when his head is probably stuck in a medical journal. "Come in!" He barks, and true enough, his big body is slumped over his desk with a book open in front of him. For some reason, all three of us always want to be the best in what we do. My father always said we should do what we wanted, but then my mother would always interject and tell us there's no need to be mediocre while doing it. Or maybe it's just in our nature to be highly competitive and strive for success. The school year hasn't even started yet, but my brother is already getting a head sta
JULIET POV My heart is literally galloping out of my chest at being in close proximity to not just one but two Morettis! I'm trying really hard to keep my outward appearance as cool as a cucumber, but inside, I'm keeling over with both excitement and fear. What if they find out who I am? My mother changed her identity before she met my father, but if people like the Morettis decide to dig into your past, I'm sure they'll find out the truth. They certainly have the means to do so. Alonso Moretti had an aura even when he was standing far away from me. And right now, he has his hand in mine with a predatory look in his eyes. Danger emanates out of his every pore, and if I knew what was good for me, I would stay far away from him. I smile politely and extract my hand from his. "Nice to meet you." I can't quite get a read on Alonso because he's wearing sunglasses, but Arcangelo's head is slightly angled to the side, and he's unapologetically looking me up and down.
ALONSO POV I glance down at my brother's choice of clothing and shake my head. "You do know it's still summer, right?" I only receive his customary bored expression in return, and I chuckle in response. "Remind me why we are going out for breakfast when we have a fucking chef waiting to tend to our every need?" Arc raises a dark eyebrow at me as he buckles himself in my truck. I shrug. "Because I feel like going out." "Didn't you have a brutal practice just this morning?" He runs his hand through his slightly longer hair. You know what the problem is with being part of triplets? The fuckers can see straight through your bullshit. My brothers know my schedule as if it's their own. I also pride myself on extreme discipline and routine, so whenever I do something out of the ordinary, they know immediately. I usually don't hide anything from my brothers, but I can't tell them of my new little interest. Because usually things don't turn out all too well when I have
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