I say in Alaric's arms and can't help but smile as I feel him remove my lingerie and step into the shower."What was that?" It wasn't what I asked for; it was better, however, so, I won't complain."Well..." His word stops, and he kisses my neck as his hands wash across my body."Well, what?" I ask, feeling tired."Whenever we had a fallout, baby girl, we never got to have make-up sex, so that was all the make-up sex I owed you." His words have me laughing. Make-up sex?It was different, and he was certainly relentless. I smiled against him as he carried me to his room and into his bed. His hand gripped my chin, and he raised my head so I could look at him."I love you, baby girl." Leaning forward he kisses me."I don't trust you right now," I say while laughing. His eyes roll and he pulls me closer. "I love you as well, though, even if I don't trust you.""Just shut it and sleep." I laugh at his words. "Now, go to sleep; it's late." Kissing me, he pulls me closer, and I find myself f
"Morning, baby girl." Alaric's voice wakes me, and I open my eyes looking at him confused, he's dressed and everything? "You slept all morning, but you need to get up and eat after everything last night." He watches me, and I move to sit up as he holds out the food.Taking it, I look at him."Before you call me more names, let me explain." He looks at me, waiting for me to confirm I won't swear. Nodding, I wait."Max got in touch with Jake. Nothing bad happened. He apologised for what happened and wanted Jake to tell you. He warned Jake, though, that Beatrix had been asking him to help her get revenge.""So you knew?" He knew all this time and kept quiet."We were told Beatrix wanted to hurt you. Apparently, it was your fault she didn't get the money. He told Jake that it was her who set fire to the car. I didn't see the issue. It's Beatrix." He shrugs, but something tells me there is more."And?" I say, waiting for the full story."I got this." He slides the paper to me. "I wasn't wi
I watch Alaric as he moves around the room."Baby girl, have you sorted it?" He looks over at me."No, I just sat there for the fun of sir," I smirk and he groans."Behave, please. After last night, behave and just answer." He looks at me unamused."I sorted it," I say, standing I walk to him and hold it out."I don't need it now, put it away. Do I look like I could do anything right now?" he asks, and I step back, looking at him amused. "Brat."Laughing at his words, I nod. Leaning forward, I kiss him. "Hand her here, then you have two hands," I say, reaching for Isla, but his hand stops me."Or, you help." He smiles and walks across the room, putting her in the crib. Pouting, I nod. "Don't. She's settled, and you're helping me. Everyone will be here soon." He moves and begins to set the table. Okay, I will stop picking on him.Walking through I begin to sort out the food, my eyes on Isla, it's crazy to think that she is already nearly two months old. Even more crazy is when I consid
Thank you for reading Book 3 of Forbidden Love! I'm adding book four to this one. In the fourth book, Sammi, the youngest of the family, has always lived under the protective shadow of her four older brothers. Shielded from the world and kept from the adventures others her age enjoy, she often feels trapped by their well-meaning vigilance. But when she unexpectedly returns home early after losing her job, Sammi finds herself in a situation far more thrilling—and dangerous—than anything she's ever experienced.Sneaking into the house, hoping to avoid her brothers' questions, Sammi heads straight for the bathroom. But instead of solitude, she’s met with the sight of Grayson—her brothers' best friend and the man she’s secretly admired—naked under the spray of the shower. The shock of seeing him like this is nothing compared to what happens next: she hears her name breathlessly uttered from his lips as he pleasures himself, unaware of her presence.When Grayson realises she’s there, ever
Waking, I get ready and walk downstairs. As I enter the kitchen, I hear the laughter right away. "Fucking hell Grayson, I'm surprised she didn't cut it off and feed it to you," my brother Joel laughs and turns to see me. "What are your plans for today, kiddo?" Kiddo, I'm not a kid. Rolling my eyes, I begin cooking and ignore his question, more in refusal to accept that they call me that. "Samantha, what are you doing today?" Zade looks at me, and I shrug. "Nothing until work. Why?" Is this where they say they need me out of the way? They do that sometimes, and I know it's because they bring back whatever woman they are fucking together. They think I don't know, but I know. I give up on cooking and grab something quick."You have not moved out yet, Kiddo?" Grayson, their friend, laughs. "No, why would I? This is my parents’ house; why are you living here again?" I glare at him, and they laugh. "She's staying here where we can watch her." Jax smiles and hugs me. "Where's Zak?" I
Sitting, I look at Paul, his head shaking. "You're fired." I almost laugh in disbelief, but I hold it in and wait for him to say it's a joke or explain further. He doesn't; he sits looking at me like the conversation is over and done. "Why?" I, at least, am owed a reason for him firing me. "You're not ideal to work here, Sammi. You stand out from everyone, and not in a good way. Look, I gave you months because of who you are, but now it's time to admit it's not working." I still don't understand why I am not ideal to work here. "It's a club. How am I not ideal?" All I have to do is serve some damn drinks, which I do perfectly. "I'm the fastest server you have; how is that not ideal, Paul?" He sighs and points out to the club. "Look around, Sammi. You don't fit in. Guys here want to have fun and see women, and you don't dress the part. You don't flirt with the customers; you serve drinks, and that's it. The women here need to be confident; they need to flaunt their bodies and chat
Grayson POVI'm not sure what happened or how it happened, but it did. With Sammi, I’ve always had a soft spot for her, but making it known to her brothers that I think she's hot enough to fuck wouldn't end well. The film she had selected fascinated me, and there was no genuine justification for me to watch it with her. I had already seen it, but I wanted to see her face, know how she reacted, and watch her body as the film progressed. Sitting there, I relished in every sign she made. Her quickened breathing, how she bit her fucking lip. God, that was epic. I've seen Sammi in so many situations, but that one? It unlocked far more in me than I ever want to admit. There she was, watching the screen as they fucked, her lip caught between her teeth. She squirmed slightly and moved to relieve the tension. If that wasn't driving me crazy, when her tongue darted across her lip did. It was a good thing that her brothers had left us. Her brothers know me well, and there would have been no h
Sammi POVI glare at Grayson, frustrated beyond belief. He always does this—whenever I try to keep something to myself, he spills the beans. It's as if he gets enjoyment from telling them things about me that I try to keep hidden. Zade stands there, waiting for me to explain, but all I want to do is hide the truth. I could easily say I lost my job and left it at that, but what about the rest? That’s a catastrophe just waiting to explode.If I simply told them Paul fired me because there wasn’t enough work, they would believe it. But then they would probably go to Paul and find out I lied. The truth—that he essentially fired me because I don’t flirt with customers—would only lead to disaster. This is why I didn't want to tell them, but apparently, Grayson decided to dictate my life even though he has no part in it or rights to it.“Why? Come on, explain,” Zade presses, his patience wearing thin. “Grayson saw you there; you’re the fastest server, great at mixing drinks. So why?” He wait