Chapter 2

  Aurelia's POV 

  The next morning, I woke up with an ache between my legs.

  

  Would it be embarrassing to say that I had the best night of life? Of course, it would be! 

  

  Because I didn't only sleep with one brother, I slept with two of them. 

  

  Do I have regrets? I fucking do… they wrecked my insides.

  

  With my eyes still firmly closed, I felt the ache in my muscles, in my hips, in the back of my neck… it was almost like my body had been torn apart and slowly stitched back together in the wrong order. 

  

  I hadn’t slept last night… in fact, I couldn’t  remember when I had drifted off.

  

  For a moment, I didn't move my body, I just stayed still with my eyes closed, breathing slowly and letting the memories of last night fill my subconscious. 

  

  Their hands roaming on my body… while placing hickeys on places that everyone would clearly see.

  

  Get off it, Aurelia, get off it!

  

  When I finally forced my eyes open, sunlight was leaking through the curtains of my bedroom. 

  

  My bedroom?

  

  I froze.

  

  I was supposed to be in their room, that’s where the night had ended or at least where I thought it had.

  

  I pushed myself up slowly, wincing as pain shot through my body. The movement however still made my head spin, I frowned in confusion as I saw my dress from last night laying discarded on the floor, with my heels tipped over near the door.

  

  Someone had brought me back here.

  

  The twins?

  

  The house was quiet at first, but then I heard voices drifting down the hallway.

  

  It was a familiar male voice, so I slid off the bed, ignoring the soreness that protested through my bones.

  

  Then a laughter came in, that of a female laughter. 

  

  My fingers tightened around the door handle and I gently opened it. The hallway outside my room smelled faintly like perfume and expensive cologne.

  

  I followed the sound of voices toward the open living area downstairs. 

  

  And just there, I saw them. 

  

  Cassian and Damien sat sprawled across the couch like kings in their throne room with two girls with them. 

  

  One was perched on Cassian’s lap, giggling at something he'd whispered into her ear while the other leaned against Damien, her manicured hand tracing lazy circles over his chest like that was where she belonged. 

  

  The frown on my face deepened as I stood there watching… hoping they would show that somehow they didn’t want to be there.

  

  What was going on?

  

  Had it all been a dream?

  

  I mean, how could they sit down there in the house we both live in like last night didn't happen.

  

  While going on with me yesterday, they had mentioned the word ‘love’ and I'd reminded them that they had girls, they fucking assured me that the girls meant nothing. 

  

   That they were distractions and the only way they could feel among the rest of their team mates.

  

  But watching them now… it didn't look like ‘nothing.’

  

  It looked like they had woken up this morning without a single thought about the night that had turned my entire world upside down.

  

  My chest tightened painfully and before I could stop myself, I stepped forward and all four turned toward me. 

  

  The room instantly went quiet. 

  

  Cassian's eyes landed on me first, then Damien’s. 

  

  For a brief second, just one, I thought I saw something flicker across their faces…guilt maybe? But it was gone as quickly as it came.

  

  The girl in Damien’s lap looked me up and down slowly. “Isn’t that your nerdy maid?” she asked, her tone dripping with casual curiosity.

  

  Damien leaned back against the couch with an unbothered smile, the same infuriating smirk clinging at his lips. “Aurelia,” he said. “Our stepsister.”

  

  Just Aurelia.

  

  The words hit me harder than a slap and my face reddened more as Cassian chuckled softly beside him. 

  

  “You look rough, baby sis” he added, tilting his head slightly as his eyes dragged slowly over my disheveled hair and oversized shirt.

  

  Their shirt…

  

  Heat rushed to my face roughly, like I'd had a bad night of drinking, like I hadn’t spent hours tangled between them.

  

  “Can we talk?” I asked, even though I was already losing sanity, “Please…”

  

  The girls exchanged amused glances.

  

  Cassian raised an eyebrow and his next question threw me off guard. “About what?”

  

  My heart started pounding harder, “About last night.” I said, as I gulped in hard. 

  

  The room fell silent in an instant and then the girl on Damien's arm laughed. She laughed so fucking hard.

   

  “Wait,” she said, sitting up straighter. “This should be good.”

  

  Damien looked at Cassian, Cassian looked at me, and then he burst into a laugh also. 

  

  “You hear that?” he said to Damien “She wants to talk about last night.” He chuckled.

  

  Damien smirked, folding his arm to his chest with an amusement posture.  “You mean the party?” he asked innocently.

  

  My stomach dropped with embarrassment.  “No,” I said quietly.

  

  Cassian leaned forward slightly. “Oh,” he said, voice mocking. “You mean the part where you snuck into our room?”

  

  The girl in his lap let out a shocked giggle. “You did what?”

  

  My face burned with pure embarrassment. “That’s not what happened,” I whispered in my defense, my voice cracking. 

  

  One of the girls chuckled and I honestly couldn't believe my eyes. “Really?” she asked. 

  

  I raced my eyes over to Damien and Cassian for help, but it seemed like they were enjoying the moment. 

  

  Then she reached into her purse  and for no reason, my pulse started racing. “Wait… she is the trending girl?”

  

  What?

  

  My heartbeat slowly quickened, “Oh why the confusion baby… seems like you are yet to come online and your memory’s a little… fuzzy,” she teased.

  

  She pulled out her phone and pressed something on it, “You have gone viral!” She chuckled and just like that, the sound hit me first. 

  

  My own fucking voice, breathless and moaning so loudly.

  

  My blood turned to ice and the girl turned the screen toward me, I didn't want to look, but I did and the world turned around me. 

  

  The video was dark, with a strange angle that unmistakably shows that it was my body… my naked body. 

  

  I was in between men, but their faces were blurred, and their bodies remained mostly out of frame.

  

  The room started spinning and the girls burst into laughter. “Oh my God,” one of them gasped.

  

  “Is she serious right now?”

  

  Cassian leaned back against the couch again, his arms spread like he was enjoying a show.

  

  “Oh… Oh my!” I cried out, looking between both of them.

  

  Why?

  

  “That’s not….” My voice broke.

  

  What was going on here? This was a nightmare that I wanted to wake up from… surely they hadn’t? They hadn’t done this to me?

  

  “You don’t want to read the comments about this baby girl, you are such a slut!” One of the girls had said and I felt my vision blur instantly as I gasped out in disbelief. 

  

  Laughter filled the room again and I lost my vision with tears gathering in my eyes. 

  

  This has to be a nightmare.

  

  Last night was real. I felt the soreness, the heat, their hands, the whispers and the way they'd looked at me when I had climaxed under them.

  

  But the video… 

  

  Tears burned my eyes. “You recorded it?” I whispered in a shaky voice. 

  

  The girls were still laughing with their eyes crawled over me like I was something dirty on the floor.

  

  “Why? Why did you have to do this to me?” I cried out before bursting into full blown tears.

  

  My chest felt hollow, like someone had reached inside and ripped something important out.

  

  Without another word, I turned and walked out with their girlfriends laughter following me down the hallway.

  

  “Ms. Auriela, Your dad is asking for you .” I heard the person I had just bumped say.

  

  He has seen already?

  

  Still crying, I had walked over to my father's office and he barely looked up from the papers on his desk when I walked in. 

  

  “What did you do, Aurelia?”  He asked, still not raising his head up while I tugged at the hem of Cassian’s shirt… right now it felt like puke. 

  

  “What were you thinking whirring yourself out like that? That was why you weren’t downstairs?” He finally looked up at me.

  

  I couldn’t stop the tears from dropping.

  

  “Your mother almost had an attack this morning, you selfish brat! You have ruined everything?!”

  

  My stomach dropped and my eyes widened in shock, “what do you mean? Can I see her…”

  

  He leaned back in his chair, disappointment etched across his face. “NO! Your mother doesn’t want to see you? Who knew there was a side of you that is so wild and….”

  

   I saw the disgust on his face.

  

  The room felt suddenly smaller and hotter. 

  

  “You are such a disgrace… you just couldn’t behave like a decent young woman,” he continued coldly, “you humiliated this family and your mother.”

  

  My hands started shaking. “That’s not… I hadn’t meant to…”

  

  His expression hardened and for a brief money he looked so much like his sons.

  

  He wouldn't even hear my side of the story?  Not even a bit of what might have happened? He didn’t even care that I hadn’t consented to that video!

  

  “I don’t want to hear excuses, you won’t be going to Toronto this weekend anymore… I'll be sending you to grandmas, surely you can work on the farm…”

  

  His words slowly drowned out and I turned to leave ignoring his calls.

  

  I hated them… This time j meant it… just one night I had leg loose and foolishly trusted them only for them to ruin my life.

  

  What I couldn’t understand was why?

  

  Why they had done it?!

  

  Perhaps to put me I. My image? Or to break me? As I walked past their room, I heard the hockey team mirror their girlfriends' laughter.

  

  Of course their friends had come to further add fuel.

  

  As I shut the room behind me, I immediately started packing up my clothes and when I was done, I finally put on my phone.

  

  Messages and calls immediately came in and I called the only person that mattered now, “Jackson, could you get me out of Cali tonight?”