LOGINDate = 15 AugustA little later in the day.Place = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - EnriqueI touch my crotch with a groan.Abstinence from Aria is a crime against nature. Against art. Against manhood.She said we should not have sex before the wedding. She said it was symbolic. Romantic. Something ab
Alejandro shakes his head. “No.”“They’re probably squeezing in a quickie,” Jackson mutters, leaning back like this is all mildly entertaining.I shoot him a look sharp enough to draw blood. And it reminds me that I am absolutely having a conversation with him later.Alejandro lets out a strained la
“You still thinking about her?” I ask quietly.He doesn’t turn. “I don’t know what you mean,” he says.I let that sit between us. Brothers don’t need lies polished.“You went there to forget,” I say.He finishes, hands steady, movements practiced, and absentminded. He exhales slowly, tucking himself
“And look where that got us.” She points to her tummy, and he gets this stupid, proud smile on his stupid face.“Face it, angel, your man is a stud.”“As if it’s so difficult to make a bloody baby,” I grunt, trying to get past my slight nausea.“So you’re saying it’s as easy as riding a bike …” Dami
Date = 15 AugustPlace = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - EnriqueJust then, Mel wobbles up the last step, winded with a red face, with Damion holding her arm.“Sorry, we’re late,” Damion charms, “Your sister takes a while to walk up the stairs.”“She takes a while to walk, period,” Luke sneers. It ear
“You’re right,” River agrees, “but you don’t need to get married to do it. Damion and Mel are not married.”“The baby was an accident.” Luke walks forward with his usual smug, condescending smirk on his face.River rolls her eyes with theatrical flair, nudging at nothing with the toe of her pink boo
So I latch onto the first random thought that drifts into my pain-fogged brain.“Why did you call Ilkay and not Enrique?” My voice comes out thin, like I’m speaking through a throat made of sandpaper.“Because this is an Ilkay type of problem.” Her reply is instant, no hesitation, no explanation. Li
The words slice the air open. My heart slams harder as I realize something — they’re not here for the car.I can’t seem to move. Mel is pale, the light-blue shade of ice. Her eyes find mine, and I recognize the terror inside them. She knows too.“She doesn’t look very pregnant … are you sure we’ve g
Another hooked right hits my stomach. Harder. Sharp pain blooms in my gut, hot and nauseating.“Stop!”Mel jounces forward, but the dude holding her is too strong for her. He slams his fist into her side.“Mel, NO!” Her body freezes. Her eyes lock on mine, wet and helpless.The next punch catches me
“Just avoid the ribs,” I hear him mutter softly.Straightening back up, his cocky posture is in total contrast with the almost pleading look in his eyes.“You’d better do it quick.” And then, in complete tonal whiplash, he grabs his crotch and shakes it. “And you better act disgusted while doing it.







