Biker-in-law's Death Kiss

My first time with my husband's brother, we were nineteen. He grabbed my neck from behind and k*ssed me senseless.It was Prom night, and in the last five minutes we had gone from almost-strangers to crossing boundaries that sent heat rising to my face.He tasted of dark chocolate, red wine, and me. Colt tasted of me, called me sexy, and looked at me like I was something precious.I felt like a real person for the first time, not a sack of pork.That was till the door burst open, and Nectar walked in. Colt flew off me so fast he nearly crashed. I hurriedly reached out for him, but he backed away, his face twisting in disgust."Hold on." Nectar barked out a harsh laugh. "What is going on here?" He came out of the closet last summer and had become the unofficial queen bee of our school.My heart was beating fast now, my hands sweating, as a deep shade of red colored my skin."Nah uh." Nectar shook his head, his eyes moving from Colt, who had gone back to his cool mysterious self, to me

Colt did not recognize me, but I was not surprised.Even my own father would not recognize me. “Have you made a decision?” My aunt asked, and I looked away from my monitor screen. My eyes followed hers round my office, at the gift bags and boxes all over.“They are really working hard to be picked.” She looked up, and pinned her hazel eyes on me.“No.” I shook my head. “These are all from the second son.”“What?” My aunt shouted. But just as quickly she regained her composure. “You are not going to choose him, are you?”“It’s not the weekend yet.”She frowned at me, “Watch yourself girl. You are no queen yet,” she said, her voice dropping several degrees.I said nothing, knowing at times like these it was best to be quiet around my aunt. She stared at me for several more seconds before she sighed. “You will be the Queen of all this,” she waved her hand around my office, as soon as you give the family an heir, and a logical number of spares.”I nodded quietly. “But I do not want t

“Dean?” I placed my phone against my ear and pushed my seat back.“I have a surprise for you...” He sang the words like a children's rhyme and I could not resist laughing.Dean was so sweet I knew he would be my biggest weakness when my plans went live.“Tell me.” I was smiling from ear to ear as I picked up my bags and walked out of my office.“That’s not how surprises work, pretty lady,” he said, making me blush. "Are you free tonight?"“Sure, leaving the office now.” I responded, waving at Emma as I walked past her desk. She smiled at me, and nodded."Good. I'll pick you at 8?"“Perfect. What should I wear?”“Nothing,” he said. I gasped on air, giggling, “But something slutty works too.”“Dean!”“Yes, sexy.” He responded, and I shook my head, laughing as the elevator doors closed. “See you soon,” I said. He blew a kiss and hung up. I sighed, closed my eyes and leaned my back against a wall in the elevator as it shot down.Every day since the past one last month, I have been grate

I sat in my wedding dress, staring out the window as our wedding guests arrived in Rome.I caught my reflection in the window and winced. I had lost so much weight since that damned night.Guilt was eating me alive.My phone beeped, and I opened it to Colt’s message. “I will wait till the last minute.”I broke down in tears.He told me I could change my mind at the altar, and he would still be ready to whisk me away.My phone beeped again, and I cried harder, hesitating to look at it.I may just lose common sense and actually call off the wedding. And then my Aunt would blow up the chip in my brain as she had threatened.Finally, I ran my index fingers across my lashlines, and opened my eyes, but my gaze immediately fell on a mascara tear drop on my white dress.I freaked out.In the chaos, I accidentally knocked down my phone, and heard Dean’s voice.“Hey wifey..” His voice note began in that calm, teasing voice, and went on to promise how good of a husband he would be to me. My han

I left my borrowed bike to the guards after spotting Delilah’s bike sitting outside the gate.“Where is she?” I asked Harry as soon as I made it past the paparazzi. “Who?” He frowned in confusion.I ran past him into the house, certain Delilah was there for Olivia.But when I arrived at the top floor, I froze. I stared in disbelief at Olivia, all smiles in the wedding photoshoot.“Finally, the groomsman,” Dean shouted happily, raising his arm up and waving me over.I moved closer because I just had to look in Olivia’s face and see what the fuck was going on.I stopped before her, but as usual she would not look at me.“You went riding in a tuxedo?” Dean shook his head affectionately at me as he hugged me to his side, and I wondered if I had perhaps stepped into an alternate world.He stood between Olivia and me, with the rest of the wedding entourage behind us as we took pictures and choreographed for the wedding montage.It felt like a fist was moving in my chest now. Olivia was g