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SECRETS

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OWAIN LUTHER

I staggered away from Malcom, my fingers threading through my hair in frustration.

Malcom wouldn’t lift his head, guilt branded on his face, not because Yasmin caught us mid-fight, but because Karima just witnessed it all.

I strolled up to Yasmin, draping an arm around her waist. “Yasmin, you didn’t mention you’d be flying in.” I met her gaze.

Karima had already stepped in, pulling Malcom to his feet, though he still avoided her eyes.

Yasmin? She brushed my arm off like I was contaminated.

I would be lying if I said that little stunt could actually shrug off the scene she just witnessed.

“I asked you a question, Owain. What the hell happened?” She snapped. Her eyes flicked to my swollen, bloodied lip.

“It’s nothing, alright? Can we focus on why you’re here?” I insisted.

D*mn. Wrong move. Her eyes narrowed, sharp as daggers.

“Seriously? That's what's important now, huh?” She shot a glance at Karima who instantly avoided her gaze. “Because you sure aren’t thrilled to see me
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  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    MY PLEASURE WILDCAT

    KARIMA HEART"You have a girlfriend... and she’s at home right now, remember?" I managed, my voice tighter than I intended.I shoved the plastic bag Victoria had given me between us like it was a shield. I didn’t even know when I grabbed it, instinct, maybe. Anything to block whatever reckless thought was flashing in Owain’s eyes."Yeah, I do," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "Don’t need you to remind me." His gaze dipped to my mouth before snapping back into my eyes. "But I can always make you next… if that’s what’s bothering you."The lazy curl of his lips was pure trouble. His fingers closed over mine, dragging the plastic away with a slow, deliberate pull. He didn’t break eye contact, not even when his other hand slid the bag somewhere behind the chair. The sound of it sliding down was faint, but the heat rolling off him wasn’t.Then he was right there, close enough that I could feel his breath fanning over my cheek. His chest brushed mine as he leaned in, his voice a whispe

  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    WILDCAT

    KARIMA HEART"How about you let her go, Romeo? She clearly said to let go." Owain’s voice was cool, almost lazy, as he reached for my hand and tugged me slightly toward him.Nathan’s jaw flexed, fury sparking in his eyes, but he didn’t move right away.Owain stepped forward, sliding me behind him like I was something to shield. A mocking smile curled across his lips."Playtime’s over. Your momma’s calling you downstairs."Nathan’s stare sharpened. "And if I don’t feel like letting her go? What then?"If Nathan was boiling, Owain was ice. That icy face was what's probably irritating Nathan the most. He was just cool and calm, not even any hint of anger."Nothing much," he said smoothly. "I’ll just break your hands and toss them to the dogs I saw outside. Pretty sure your sweet momma wouldn’t like cleaning that mess. So run along, mummy’s boy."That was it. Nathan’s control snapped. He grabbed Owain by the collar, yanking him so hard his shirt rode halfway up, flashing the white waistban

  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    NOT AGAIN

    KARIMA HEARTThe moment we reached the garage, he yanked the garage shutter up, and my heart nearly leapt out of my chest.The car was insane. Jet-black, sleek, the kind of BMW that looked untouchable. And bigger than Malcom’s. When Owain tapped the pedal, the engine growled deadly. It was like the sound alone could turn heads. He caught my expression, of course he did, and I couldn’t tell if he was showing off on purpose or just being Owain, irritating and smug.I kept my mouth shut, but seriously, how the hell did he own something like this? He’d barely been in New York a week. And now that I thought about it, I’d never even bothered to ask what he actually did for a living. Malcom once said “business development representative,” but… please. Owain? In a suit, making polite small talk in boardrooms? Yeah, no. He wasn't the type that was built up for that thingy.“Seat belt,” he said, glancing my way.Maybe I was wrong about him being the law-breaking type, at least he believed in se

  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    BEER BY NINE

    KARIMA HEARTI turned to Nathan—his jaw was clenched so tight it looked like he was seconds away from launching a fist into Owain’s face.One wrong word, and that would be it.“Shouldn’t you be with your girlfriend right now?” I blurted, trying to ease the tension between the two of them.Owain shrugged. “She’s talking to Malcom. I figured you and I could talk instead.”I rolled my eyes. Oh please. What he really meant was he came here to pick a fight.“I can’t talk now. I’m heading out.”“With Mr. Cheat?” he asked, grinning in that smug, mocking way of his.“I’m not a cheat,” Nathan cut in smoothly. “I think you meant to say her boyfriend.”I looked from Nathan to Owain, who was now wearing that annoyingly calm smile that somehow made things worse. The way they were eyeing each other with that sharp, charged glare, it was like they were both waiting for a signal to swing.Before fists started flying, I stepped in front of Owain, blocking him just as he took a step toward Nate.“Okay.

  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    ONE MORE CHANCE

    KARIMA HEARTMinutes later, Malcom finally stepped out of the room—probably done sulking. I didn’t bother glancing his way. I just kept dishing out a bowl of spaghetti at the dining like he wasn’t even there.He pulled out a chair gently, as if tiptoeing around my mood. I held back a smirk. He was either stalling before apologizing which would mean surrendering or trying to act cool until the silence broke him.I slid a bowl of food and a glass of juice in front of him.“Thank you,” he muttered.And then, of course, Mr. Annoying strolled out of his room, hand-in-hand with Mrs. Sassy. My eyes narrowed as she clung to Owain’s arm like she couldn’t breathe without him.Seriously, where did she think she was? A hotel suite? Or maybe Owain’s house, acting like she owned the place just because she could hold his hand in public.She tugged him into the seat across from Malcom and parked herself in the chair directly facing me.I served them both. God knows it took all the self-control in me

  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    SECRETS

    OWAIN LUTHERI staggered away from Malcom, my fingers threading through my hair in frustration.Malcom wouldn’t lift his head, guilt branded on his face, not because Yasmin caught us mid-fight, but because Karima just witnessed it all.I strolled up to Yasmin, draping an arm around her waist. “Yasmin, you didn’t mention you’d be flying in.” I met her gaze.Karima had already stepped in, pulling Malcom to his feet, though he still avoided her eyes.Yasmin? She brushed my arm off like I was contaminated.I would be lying if I said that little stunt could actually shrug off the scene she just witnessed.“I asked you a question, Owain. What the hell happened?” She snapped. Her eyes flicked to my swollen, bloodied lip.“It’s nothing, alright? Can we focus on why you’re here?” I insisted.D*mn. Wrong move. Her eyes narrowed, sharp as daggers.“Seriously? That's what's important now, huh?” She shot a glance at Karima who instantly avoided her gaze. “Because you sure aren’t thrilled to see me

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