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KalebArnold and Ayla embraced each other in the middle of my living room, their sobs filling the air. "You really are here," Ayla spoke, her voice muffled."I'm so sorry, sis." Arnold choked on the words, clinging tightly to his sister."I had to keep you alive, I had to, even if it meant dating that obnoxious bitch," Arnold added in a low voice, his teeth pressed together."Danica?" Ayla squinted her brows, taking a step back."It was all Rex, I never wanted her," Arnold revealed, wiping his tears furiously."Sit down, both of you," Dean joined in, gesturing at the sofa. I sat beside Ayla, while Dean sat beside Arnold."$20 million wasn't the only thing Rex gave me Ayla, he also instructed that I was to date Danica." Arnold shifted, nodding to himself."I couldn't say no, or he would have murdered you. I also saw it as an opportunity to know how you were doing from her, even if I couldn't see you. She was like a spy for Rex, making sure I did as asked and that you weren't pursuing
Ayla"It's been three days since you said you'd put Rex behind bars," I stated, pacing across Dean's backyard. Kaleb and Dean were seated on the couch, each one holding a glass of bourbon."Or you'd better drink than actually do something about the person threatening to end my brother's life?" I asked, looking at them."And can someone tell me what we are even doing in your mother's living room?" I stopped pacing, hands akimbo, as I waited for an answer.Dean flashed a knowing smile at Kaleb. "Easy, Ayla," he vaguely spoke."Come on, join us for a toast." Kaleb patted the spot beside him, his lips stretching into a smirk."A toast for what? And with Bourbon of all the drinks, what happened to using traditional champagne?" I tilted my head, wondering what the two men weren't telling me.Dean had practically dragged me out of the office, to Kaleb's SUV. None of them told me why we were at the mansion and, of all places, at the central wing. All I wanted was for them to assure me that th
Kaleb"No, no," Ayla stuttered, taking slow steps backwards."How did he even find out?" she posed, running her hand over her neat hair held in a bun."He's an investigator, honey," I vaguely answered, but she wasn't having any of it."If you are going to tell me that my parents, who all these years I thought perished in a road accident, then you will have to give me a good explanation." Her face was all scrunched up as she waited."Let me excuse you two. I will be in my office in case of anything." Dean stepped out, leaving Ayla and I in the office. Though big, it felt like the space was getting smaller and smaller."I will tell you exactly what the investigator said, but I need you to sit down first," I assured her, placing my hand on the small of her back, then guided her to sit on my chair."How and why?" she spoke, leaning over my desk as I sat down on one of the client's chairs."What do you mean?" I asked."Why did he do it?" she clarified, her nostrils beginning to flare. I co
AylaTwo days after the confrontation with Catarina and Roman, I sat in Dean's passenger seat, looking at the house Roman had been visiting. Initially, I wanted to go alone, but Kaleb didn't buy any excuse I gave him and wouldn't let me out of his sight alone. So I told Dean my plan, and he agreed to accompany me during lunch break. To our luck, Dean had tracked Roman to the area minutes before the break."We have been here for close to 20 minutes, and Roman hasn't come out," Dean pointed out, looking at his wristwatch."Patience Dean, he has to go back to the office, so he will come out in a few. Plus he won't know we followed him since I left my phone in the office," I explained, tapping my fingers on my lap.Sure enough, a few minutes later, Roman walked out, and he wasn't alone. Amanda was on his side, wearing shorts and a crop top, smiling at something he had said."So he has been coming to see Kaleb's ex...can we get any closer?" I asked, nudging Dean, whose eyes were trained at
KalebI was all smiles hours later at the mansion, after having sex with Ayla. My entire day had been practically smooth, with my head cleared up. Instead of going to my wing, I went to see my mother to clear up the issue about her accusing Ayla of doing something to Marise. Ayla had insisted on joining me, so who was I to say no when we had just gotten back to talking?"You didn't say that you will come with her." My mom looked at Ayla, her mouth turned down."She has a name, and she is here because you accused her of having something to do with Marise's disappearance," I explained, sitting down on the sofa."She was the one who saw her last." She shrugged nonchalantly, scrolling on her phone. If only she knew I was onto her and her secrets that threatened to break further from our already broken family."What is with you and Roman trying to pin a crime I didn't commit on me?" Ayla asked, sitting beside me."Because we all know that you did it," Roman answered, coming down the stairs
AylaKaleb ground his crotch into mine, eliciting a soft moan, which he swallowed in the kiss. I knew I was supposed to stay mad at him, but how could I when at that moment the only feeling I could feel was heat coursing through my veins, pooling between my legs?I roamed my hands on his covered lean back, feeling the hard muscles beneath my palms."Goddess, baby, I want you," he repeated, snapping his hips forward."Mmh," I could only hum as he pressed further into me, grazing my pulsating clit."Come on," I complained when he sat up, missing his warmth already."Relax; I want to make sure that there is no barrier between us." He winked, unbuttoning his blue button-down shirt. The hunger in his eyes prompted me to sit down and take off my dress, my patience thinning."Oh damn," he huskily uttered, his gaze roaming from my boobs, down to my thighs and the sweet spot."I could say the same," I retorted, licking my lips as I admired his lean upper body. My eyes followed the movement of