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69: Let's Hang Out
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MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS 72: Like You Had Your Guts Rearranged
BROOKS"Why’re you walking like that?”I paused mid-stride, glancing down at my legs in question. Betty squinted at me from behind her file, one beautifully drawn brow cocked high“Like what?” I asked, my voice barely masking the jolt of panic creeping up my spine.She tilted her head, eyes narrowing. “Like someone rearranged your insides.”Oh fuck.I haven’t walked right since my night with Heath. Days had passed… four, maybe five? but I was still deliciously sore.Heath kept his promise.Fucked me from night till dawn till was incoherent, boneless, and filled to the brim with his cum and passed out on his chest like a used-up doll.And apparently, still walking like it.I cleared my throat, plastering on my best innocent smile. “Uh… gym. Intense leg day.” I lied.Betty stopped in her tracks, narrowed her eyes at me, clearly not buying it, but also not pressing. Instead, she hummed, a teasing smirk playing on her lips. “If ‘leg day’ means you get to walk like that,” she flicked h
MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS 71
BROOKSThen just as the last word left his lips, his hands wrapped firmly around my throat, and he shoved me into the wall.Not hard. Not violent. But enough to make me gasp.Enough to make my heart stumble in my chest and my lungs forget how to work.And then his mouth was on mine again.But this time?It wasn’t soft. It was heat. Hunger. Tongue and teeth and no space to think.I couldn’t keep up.My hands clawed at his shoulders, needing something to hold on to, some kind of anchor as his tongue swept into my mouth again, devouring me whole.And I let him.Because something about the softness he showed me earlier, the Heath who cooked in an apron and made me Italian dinner, had me so fucking horny.And I knew, deep in my bones, that only this version of him, this dark, brutal, possessive one that killed someone for me, could quench it.I moaned into his mouth just as he shoved his knee between my legs.Right under my dress.Right against my soaked, throbbing core.I choked on a gas
MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS 70: I Handled It
BROOKSThe fuck?I stared at him, eyes wide, chest caving in on itself. My mouth opened, but no words came, fingers digging into the couch cushion.Heath sipped his wine again, the red glinting like blood against his lips. He watched me through the rim of the glass, patient, unreadable.No. No, no, no, no.Maybe I heard wrong. Maybe it was a joke. A dark, twisted joke.“Heath…” My voice cracked, barely audible. “What did you just say?”He lowered the glass, rolled his eyes like I was being dramatic.“You heard me.”My heart skipped a beat. Or two. Or maybe it just stopped.He let out a breath, casual, like he was already bored of the conversation. “You can stop with the wheels turning in your head, Brooks,” he said with a breeze. “You’re not crazy. Yes, I killed Chia and yes, I framed Aaron for it.”There was no dramatic pause. No remorse. No shift in tone.Just yes, I killed Chia and yes, I framed Aaron for it like it was a goddamn grocery list.I blinked at him, mouth slack. I coul
MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS 69: Let's Hang Out
BROOKSHeath: Come over. Let’s hang out.Hang out?That was not part of Heath Romano’s vocabulary. The man didn’t hang out. He conquered, consumed, commanded. So naturally, I interpreted it the only way it could’ve been meant… from Heath.Sex.Hard, twisted, punishing sex.Which explained why I was now standing in front of his penthouse, heart thudding, breath catching, and a steady throb building low in my stomach. The anticipation crawled up my spine like static, feeding every dark thought I’d buried since the last time I was here, grinding on his toe.I pressed the doorbell.A few seconds later, it swung open. And there he was.Heath Romano.Smirk playing on his lips like he’d been expecting me to fall right into his palm.But it wasn’t the smirk that caught me off guard.It was the apron.He was shirtless, but wearing a plain black apron tied around his waist, covering just enough to leave everything else dangerously to the imagination.He leaned on the doorframe, arms crossed, b
MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS 68: Jealous Side Piece
CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHTZADEI woke up to pain.Not the sharp, bleeding kind. No, this one was dull, loud, and knocking hard against the inside of my skull like a pissed-off drummer.“Fuck,” I groaned, dragging a hand down my face.Everything was blurry at first, light filtering in too aggressively through the blinds, the sheets tangled around my waist, my mouth dry like I swallowed chalk. I reached for the glass of water I wished was on the nightstand and paused.There was something there.A cup. Steam curling lazily from the surface.“Careful. It’s hot.”My head snapped in the direction of the voice, and there she was. Brooks. Sitting on the armchair across the room, legs crossed, hair tousled like she hadn’t slept much either. A tiny smirk played on her lips.“You look like hell,” she added, rising to her feet and walking toward me.“Thanks,” I croaked, voice thick. “Feel like it too.”“That’s what you get for drinking so much,” she teased, arms folding across her chest.I squinted
MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS 67: He Needs Me
BROOKSZade: I messed up.That was the text that had me almost spiraling as I closed from work. The air shifted. My smile faded instantly. The words were simple, but the meaning behind them sent a ripple of panic down my spine.I already knew what this was about.Venita.After getting his address and ordering a ride, I was on my way straight to his apartment, heart pounding in my chest. I didn’t care what might have happened, I just wanted to be there for him. The Uber pulled up in front of a sleek, high-rise building in the city’s quieter district. I looked up, heart still racing, and took a steadying breath.Condo, not apartment.Of course it was. I don’t know why I’d expected less. Zade might’ve been the quiet one out of the brothers, the most artistic and reserved, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t still a Romano.When I came out of the elevator and stepped into the condo, the door was already slightly ajar, and the scent of alcohol hit me like a slap."Zade?"Silence, then a low
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