SCARLETTI walked closer to the screen, my legs wobbling with every step.A dizzy feeling struck and made my head throb when I confirmed that it was indeed my name on the header of the document Blake was signing. My charming, blameless, thoughtful, bubbly, free-spirited Blake?No, it couldn’t be.“Yes, it could and it has been, dear,” Harland responded, making me realize that I’d said that thought out loud.I knew I shouldn’t ask for more, but I couldn’t help it, “And what’s this long game operation about? There has to be a good reason Blake was part of it, he couldn’t have been paid to betray me, he has enough to last him and generations to come.”That was my attempt at convincing myself that he was innocent, that he was nothing but the amazing man I’d come to love and care for.“You might want to sit down for this, judging from how hard you’re swimming in denial, you’ll drown real quick if you remain on your feet,” Harland was making himself awfully comfortable on the couch as he sp
SCARLETTI looked at Blake, unable to believe his betrayal.“So it was a lie? All of this was a fucking ploy to deliver me on an alter as a sacrifice?!” I yelled, enraged and heartbroken in a way that made my entire body numb.A tear dropped from Blake’s left eye and his lips trembled as he opened them to speak but he couldn't voice out anything. He just stared at me, eyes heavy with shame and guilt, but I didn't pity him one bit.By no means would he get to be the victim here. That was me, not him.“What’s the problem? You’ve had the time of your life lying to me for months, so why not lie to me again? Tell that none of it was a lie, that you cared for me from the very beginning, that you fell in love with me and treated me like a queen because it felt right! Not because you were ordered to!” I let out a hoarse laughter, fighting back tears.“I love you, Scarlett, that's never been a lie, I swear it,” he said through choked sobs, running a strong hand over his face to wipe his tears
SCARLETTThe car ride to Logan’s place was silent, dreadfully so.I was looking out of the window wishfully, praying with all my might that the evening breeze and the faint signs of the sun setting would ease my broken heart. I felt tears dampen my cheeks every now and then but I didn’t wipe them away, I just made sure to keep my face hidden from Logan’s view as he drove so as to not worry him.He was such a sweetheart to have gotten burnt on my behalf, I didn’t want to burden him with any more of my issues.Thoughts of how Blake welcomed me from the very evening I joined them for dinner at the Vaughn mansion assaulted my memory and my heart squeezed so painfully that it ached physically. I sighed deeply and harshly pushed some hair out of my face as I realized that every moment from that day until this morning when he kissed me goodbye was a fucking lie.All of it, lies. Bloody lies.I wrapped my arms around my torso, hugging myself tightly as I choked back harder sobs. I thought of
SCARLETTSuddenly, all my worries were out the window and all that matters was the glint of adoration and a burning passion in Alex’s eyes.He seemed to be in a hotel room from the look of things and he was hurriedly shutting the curtains after readily agreeing to my request. Simply seeing his enthusiastic attitude in action was causing a pool between my thighs.“I’m at your mercy now, sweetheart,” he announced in a breathless voice once he was seated on the bed again, his eyes darkening with desire as they raked over my body.“Take off your clothes,” I ordered, feeling oddly empowered by knowing that he was at my mercy, that he was mine to do with as I pleased, that he didn’t have to be near to get the same crazed effect my body triggered in him each time we’d been together.“As you please,” he set his phone down and started to pull his shirt over his head.My mouth watered with need as his beautifully muscled chest was exposed to me. I swallowed, weatherly following the slow torturo
LOGANWide-eyed, my clearly naked younger brother on the other end of the phone ended the call with immediate effect.Scarlett on the other hand didn’t seem very alarmed by what I’d just walked in on. In fact, she still seemed dazed from the screaming orgasm she’d just enjoyed while jerking off on the phone with Alex while I was dutifully cooking in the kitchen.When she didn’t say a word to me and just got into the tub and turned on the water, my jaw tightened angrily.“I’d rushed over her leaving a pot of bubbling stew because I was worried you’d tripped and cracked your head open or something,” I fixed my gaze on her face, refusing to be distracted by her insanely hot curves that were on display.“Well, go and check on your stew because that wasn’t the case and I’d appreciate some privacy as I clean up,” she said calmly, soaping the loofah with an annoying precision.She was simply unbothered by my knowledge of her sexual indulgences with my brothers. Completely unfazed.“Fine. But
BLAKEDays of agony and restlessness passed with one thing on my mind;How to earn Scarlett’a forgiveness before I drowned in an abyss of pain or got crushed to bits by an unbelievable weight of guilt and shame. Each time I closed my eyes and tried to think up a reasonable apology, I was smacked with the scenes of how enraged and heartbroken she’d appeared when she found out and I felt like my heart was physically bleeding out.I’d tried to call her countless times but I couldn't get through to her. I’d send a million messages asking her to give me a chance to straighten things out, but she never opened any of them.It was killing me, tearing me apart and chewing me up from the inside out in a way that hurt too much for words. I needed to see her. I couldn't live with her hating me, nor allowing her believe that what we shared wasn’t the greatest bond I’d ever been blessed to experience.She needed to know that my love for her was the realest thing I’d ever felt, that it consumed me s
SCARLETTI brought the glass that Logan has just handed me to my lips and sparks flew around my brain from the very first sip.“Oh my goodness, Logan. Why is this so strong? Do I look like a raging alcoholic?” I gagged dramatically and pushed the glass back to him over the kitchen counter.He laughed, really laughed. The deep kind that came from the pits of one’s belly and caused their entire body to vibrate, then threw back that beautiful face of his while I admired the fact that he was all mine.When he finally snapped out of it, my mild irritation from the strong drink he’d given me had already been washed off by the glorious sound of his rich laughter.“You said on the drive back from work and I quote, ‘I’ve had such a long day, give me your strongest drink once we get home,” he made air quotes while smiling at his precise quoting of the request I’d made about ten minutes ago.I rolled my eyes at him, “When a lady says that to you, she usually means a cocktail and not some sour gi
SCARLETT“What do you think about this?” I swirled around in the yellow floral dress that I’d just thrown on in the dressing room. Logan’s pupils dilated in awe, just as they’d done when I’d shown him the last four dresses. It was almost like he’d seem flabbergasted by any outfit as long as I was the one wearing it, it was fucking cute. “This one shows of your ass in a way that gives me ideas I shouldn’t be welcoming in a damned clothing store,” he groaned, shifting in his seat like he was trying to hide the slightly visible bulge in his crotch. It was also pretty easy to get him going, seeing as I wasn’t showing off any skin asides my arms and neck in the dress I had on. Still, I wasn’t opposed to indulging in easing that bulge because the pleasure it promised was boundless. “The locker room is always an option,” I smiled, giving him a slower swirl to nudge him into agreement. He looked around before swallowing hard, “the walls are way too thin for the kind of noise we make, so a