LOGINWhen Kyler stepped away from the bed, Silas pulled me back down into it when I tried to sit up, his body caging mine against the bed as I hovered over me. His red eyes were still cloudy, but the slight frown between his brows concerned me.
“I’ll be back. Don’t fucking start without me Silas, I mean it.” Kyler warned his brother before he disappeared from the room, leaving just me and Silas alone. My heart was beating really fast now as I stared up at myself. But I wasn’t anxious abo“Hello to you too…” I grinned, biting my lip to hide the giddy laugh bubbling on my lips.Silas’s thumb brushed across my bottom lip, which felt sensitive to the touch, as he gently tugged it from my teeth. “Don’t hide that smile from me, Princess.”, he murmured, his voice low and rough in a way that made my stomach flip. He looked like he walked out of the business section of a fashion catalogue. Three-piece suit with a striped vest on. His silver hair was still styled in place, and his glasses looked crooked, probably because he smashed his lips into mine.“Bossy much?” I teased, though my voice came out breathier than I wanted it.“You have no idea.” he leaned in to steal another kiss as his eyes studied my face closely before landing on my lips. “Strawberry?”“Peach.”, I smirked and he nodded. He stepped back, finally releasing me, and I immediately missed the warmth of his hands. My wrist tingled where he’d grabbed me.“Sorry,” he apologized with a
LOUISA Salako was just a short drive to Silas’ office. Papa got me this Porsche for my twentieth birthday after I com,plained about not being a baby that needed to be driven around town. I was old enough to have my own ride.I’d just pulled into the underground parking lot when my phone buzzed again. But it wasn’t Silas.‘Sorry about last night, Lis.’- Kyler.I didn’t realize I was smiling at my screen until the phone buzzed in my hand again. ‘I know you don’t like it when I fight with Silas…’ I stared at the screen again, suddenly all that pent-up anxiety was starting to leave my body, but I still had a lot of conflicted emotions. One, I was glad to hear from him, and two, I was still feeling guilty for not standing up for him last night.I brought my thumb to my lips again and started chewing on my nail. There goes my topcoat.‘Are you okay?’ I finally typed back, because that was the most important question right now. I had a feeling I knew wher
LOUISALast night was certainly a rollercoaster of events, and as usual, since I couldn’t sleep, I spent half of it talking to my stuffed pet, Monsieur.I barely made it through the first thirty minutes in Professor Aquila’s lecture on diplomatic negotiation, and if I weren’t so tired, I would have been ogling him from here. He was just thirty-two, but was already a Professor. Hot and smart.Okay, maybe I had a little energy in me to ogle the man.“Rough night?” Allya leaned over and whispered to me.I didn’t look at her. Just kept my eyes on my laptop screen where I’d typed exactly three words of notes: Multilateral trade agreements.That was twenty minutes ago.“I’m fine,” I whispered back to her as quietly as I could because Professor Aquila’s gaze kept sweeping across the lecture hall every once in a while. I quickly typed another word to at least give off the impression that I was physically present and paying attention, when I wasn’t actually. At t
“Mona, you’re being dramatic.” “Am I?” she laughed, but not the kind of laughter that came when you heard a funny joke. This…this was a bitter one that meant, she couldn’t believe the ludicrousness of her husband’s words. “Because it sounds to me like you’ve already decided which son gets the girl and which one gets cast aside. Like they’re products on a shelf.” Rosette's voice cut through, sharp and cold. “Louisa is not a prize to be won, Alec. She’s a person who can make her own choice, and so are your sons. Louisa will make her own choice when she’s ready.” “Of course she will,” Alec said quickly. “I’m not suggesting otherwise. I’m merely pointing out that one choice makes more sense than the other. For everyone involved.” “I’ll have to stop you there, Alec,” Nikolo said, his voice acid. “Since I agree that a marriage between our families would be beneficial, I won’t bargain my daughter's happiness.” “You people are twisting my wo
41--That same night--“You went too far, Alec!” Mona followed her husband into the living room, anger boiling within her.Alec didn’t turn around. He just walked straight to the bar car and poured himself a scotch, as if he needed the alcohol to deal with the storm his wife was about to unleash on him for something he was right about.Was he wrong for wanting the best for both his sons?“I said what needed to be said, Mona,” he replied flatly, taking a long drink from the crystal glass. “You’re just too soft with the boy,” he added when he pulled the glass away from his lips.“What needed to be said?” Mona’s voice rose. “You humiliated the boy, Alec. At what was supposed to be a nice family dinner with the Andramos.”“What was so wrong about what I said?” Alec kicked back the rest of the scotch then turned to face her, his expression hard as he placed the cup down. “The boy is twenty-four, dammit. All he does is gallivant round the country playing concer
The thought sat ugly in my chest. I didn’t want to be jealous. Didn’t want to be that guy who resented his twin for being good at things I had no interest in. But sitting at that table, watching the old man praise him while tearing me down?Yeah. Maybe I was a little bit jealous. I genuinely didn’t give jack shit about quarterly reports or European expansions or whatever it was Silas spent his days on in those four corners. But the way dad looked at him? All proud and shit…I’d kill for that look. Just once.Then there was Louisa…This dumb alliance was driving me insane. Dad. Uncle Niko. Silas. They were all peas in the same corporate pod. I know deep down uncle Niko hopes Lisa picks him and not me. I mean, it just made sense. Didn’t it?But I couldn’t bear the thought of losing her to him. Never. Sure, she was younger, but Louisa…she’s always been my safe place. Since we were kids, aside from my Twin, she’d been the one person who understood me and what I stood
SILASThe charity ball was exactly what it was supposed to be.Tasteful. Elegant. And dreadfully bland.I stood in a small group of some business associates who’d also been invited to this event tonight. The conversations were as usual. Statistics, strategy, money. Someone was always
"We want you just as bad, Lisa." Silas' soft lips connected with my bare shoulder, and an involuntary sigh left my lips. He snaked his arm around my waist and tugged my body so close that my ass cheeks pressed against his dick, which was still very much hard. “Can you feel that?” he asked. My che
“Do you want me to fuck you, Princess?” he whispered, torturing me with his gestures. He was testing me, he wanted me to tell him just how bad I wanted him to touch me more than this. Just how desperate I was to have him pump me full of him that I can almost taste it. “Do you want it?” his finger
“He’s so happy to see you, princess.” Silas slipped off his glasses and placed them down on the desk beside him, while I remained focused on his thick shaft that was before me. Where should I start from? Tip to bottom or Bottom to tip? “How are you going to welcome him?” “Like this.” Wi







