LOGIN“Do you know what arousal tastes like, little wolf?” The rich deepness of his voice dripped into her ears like honey. His grip on her thighs was firm, scalding, even as her legs wrapped around him. Those emerald eyes darkened with a hunger that ignited every heat pore inside of her. Behind her, Evander’s lean athletic figure pressed against her back, sandwiching her between them. His face buried deep in her neck and the messy red hair sending tingles down her spine with every brush against her cheek. “I'll tell you,” he rasped, answering his brother's question. “It tastes like submission... salt, sweat, and the sweet little whimpers she tries to hide from us.” ****** Rochelle thought agreeing to an open relationship with her long-time crush would bring her closer to love, until he leaked a private video and humiliated her in front of the entire school. Heartbroken and furious, she turns to the last people anyone would expect: the cold, dangerous Rogue Princes, her new stepbrothers and Darren’s worst enemies. They agree to help her destroy him… but only if she plays their twisted game. Fake romance by day and their dirty little secret by night. But they say you should never make a deal with the devil because he won't stop until there's nothing left of you. In her case, there were three of them. And the worst thing she did was fall for them.
View MoreCHAPTER FORTY The ClaimRochelleRyker’s mouth crashed against mine, hard and demanding. His hands gripped my waist like though he was staking ownership, with his fingers digging in just enough to make me gasp against his lips. He tasted like smoke and anger and something darker I couldn’t name. My hands flew to his chest, pushing weakly at first, and then harder, but he only pulled me closer, growling low in his throat.“You’re ours now, princess,” he said against my mouth, his voice was rough. “No one touches what belongs to us. Especially not him.”Darren scrambled backward on the concrete, with his eyes wide, and still coughing from Ryker’s earlier grip. He looked small against the rooftop wall, with his bruises darkening under the afternoon sun.Evander stepped forward, his voice was low but sharp. “Ryker. Stop. Look at her.”Ryker pulled back just enough to meet my eyes as tears streaked down my cheeks. My breathing came in short, and broken bursts. He stared for a long second, w
CHAPTER 39 The Rooftop EdgeRochelle The school parking lot looked wrong again the next morning. There were no black SUVs. No sleek sports cars and still no sign of the triplets. I stood at the gate longer than I should have, scanning every row, hoping and dreading at the same time. They never missed school. Never. Where were they? Were they avoiding me on purpose? Or had something happened after Aidan left me at home that night? The thought made my hands shake as I pulled my bag higher on my shoulder and walked inside.Classes passed in a blur. I barely heard the teachers as my mind kept drifting back to yesterday—the empty halls, Darren and Sophia fighting in the courtyard, and his cold stare when our eyes met. I kept expecting the triplets to appear around every corner, but they didn’t. By the time the last bell rang, the worry had turned into something sharper and I knew I needed answers. I needed to know why they were gone.I climbed the stairs to the rooftop without thinking too
CHAPTER 38 The Long Walk HomeRochelle The courtyard got empty slowly after Sophia had stormed off, leaving only the echo of her heels and the faint murmur of students drifting toward the gates. Darren’s retreating back disappeared around the corner of the building. The way he had looked at me with no smirk, but just that stare. It unsettled me. My mind spun with questions. Was the breakup real? Had Aidan’s beating finally broken something in him? Or was this another layer of the same old game—pretending to cut ties with her so I would feel safe, only to pull the rug out again? The thought alone made my stomach twist. I stood there longer than I should have, with my bag strap digging into my shoulder, trying to make sense of it. Eventually the restlessness pushed me forward and my legs moved toward the bus area without much thought. The triplets hadn’t appeared all day. There sleek black cars in the lot. No tall figures leaning against walls or watching from shadows. No Ryker with th
CHAPTER 37 The Quiet AfterRochelleI woke up with the sheets twisted around my legs and my heart already racing before I even opened my eyes. The room was too bright. My body felt heavy, and bruised in places I didn’t want to name. My lips still tingled from last night and my throat ached when I swallowed. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Ryker’s hand in my hair, Evander’s mouth between my legs, and Aidan’s cold stare when he told me I would be fine. I wanted to stay under the covers forever. I wanted to disappear as school felt impossible and facing anyone felt impossible. But staying home would mean explaining, and I wasn’t ready to explain anything. The memories kept crashing over me like waves I couldn’t escape—Ryker’s groan, Evander’s hands on my hips, and the way my body had betrayed me with heat even as terror choked me. I curled tighter, with my fists clenched, while trying to push it down, but it wouldn’t go. Why had I gone with them? Why hadn’t I said no sooner? Why did
CHAPTER FIVEROCHELLE “You know each other?” My mother asked. My eyes flickered to Ryker whose lips curled in a half-smirk. “Yeah, she came to us with quite an…”“We attend the same school, Mom,” I cut him short before he embarrassed me more than I already was. My mother didn't seem convinced an
Chapter FourROCHELLE It was finally weekend. I didn't have to go to school and face thousands of judgemental eyes. After the triplets' rejection, I figured I might as well drop out. There was no survival for me at Silverstone. But I couldn't tell my mom, not yet at least. Today was a really spe
Chapter ThreeROCHELLE This was insane. Suicidal, even.But I wasn’t thinking straight. Not after what Darren did to me. Not after everyone’s stares, whispers, and laughter followed me like shadows.I just wanted to disappear. Or burn this place down.Instead, I climbed to the rooftop, the one pla
Chapter TwoROCHELLE The next morning, I woke up to an empty apartment and twenty missed calls from my mother. Shit! What the hell happened last night? Did I pass out? Why am I in just my underwear?My head was spinning but I knew I had to get home this instant. I couldn't find Daren anywhere, so






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