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22. Get Your Fucking Hands Off Her
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2026-01-21 23:20:46
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WHY CHOOSE? 87. Do You Feel This Too?
Something flashed in his eyes — anger, maybe, or the closest thing to jealousy I'd seen from him. "That's different. They're mine too, in a way. Nobody outside this family gets to have an opinion about you that I haven't given them permission to have."He pulled me flush against him, and I felt exactly how much this conversation had affected him, hard and insistent against me, and despite everything — despite the fear, despite the strange cruelty of his logic..my body responded anyway, arching into him without my permission."Tell me you're mine," he said, voice rough against my ear, his hand sliding down between us. "Say it.""I don't have a choice," I gasped, as his fingers found exactly where I was already aching for him. "You know I don't have a choice.""That's not what I asked." His fingers worked harder, and I felt my resistance crumbling fast, my hips moving against his hand despite every part of me that wanted to hate this. "Say it like you mean it.""I'm yours," I breathed,
WHY CHOOSE? 86. You're Mine.... Every night
"She told me not to trust the middle one." The words came out before I could stop them, some instinct telling me lying to him right now would cost more than the truth would. "That's all. I don't even know what she meant. There's no middle, you're triplets—"Something moved across his face, fast — not confusion, not surprise. Recognition. He knew exactly what Marta meant, and the knowing made something in him go tight and dangerous in a way I hadn't seen from him yet."She'll be dealt with," he said, low."Please don't hurt her. She barely said anything—""I'm not talking about hurting her." His hand came up to my jaw, tilting my face to his, and his eyes were darker than usual, something possessive and unsteady moving behind them that I hadn't seen from him before — not the easy, amused cruelty of the first night, something rawer. "I'm talking about the fact that staff in this house talk to you when I'm not in the room. That people think they can say things to you that belong to us. T
WHY CHOOSE? 85. Say It Again
Nobody had told me where the kitchen was, so I went looking for it myself.I found it eventually, down a hallway I hadn't explored yet, and a woman was standing at the counter when I walked in — older, gray streaked through dark hair, an apron tied neat around her waist. She startled when she saw me, badly, like I'd caught her at something."Miss," she said, quick, straightening. "I didn't know you were up.""I'm sorry. I was just looking for water.""Of course. Sit, I'll bring it." She was already moving, already pulling a glass down from a cabinet, her hands not quite steady. I noticed that. I noticed everything now, after last night, after the conversation on the stairs — every small detail felt like it might matter."What's your name?" I asked.She glanced toward the doorway before she answered, like she was checking whether anyone else was close enough to hear. "Marta," she said. "I've been with this house eleven years.""Eleven years." I took the glass she handed me, my fingers
WHY CHOOSE? 84. I'm Gonna Find Out
"She stays in the dark for now," Roman said, final, the way he said everything, like the conversation was over whether or not everyone else agreed with him. "Until we know more ourselves. Agreed?"A pause. Then Silas: "Agreed. For now."Another pause, longer, and I realized with a lurch that they were waiting on Ezra."Fine," he said finally, and there was nothing fine about the way he said it at all.Footsteps, moving toward the door.I didn't wait to see who was coming out first. I turned and went back up the stairs two at a time, silent as I could manage on legs that were shaking again, this time for a different reason than the one they'd left me shaking for last night. I made it back into the bedroom and pushed the door shut behind me just as I heard the sound of the study door opening properly down below, voices spilling out into the hall, footsteps crossing the marble.I stood there with my back against the door, my heart going too fast, my mind turning over everything I'd just
WHY CHOOSE? 83. She can't find out..
I pressed my back against the wall at the base of the stairs, my heart slamming so hard I was sure they'd hear it through the door."The mother," Roman said, quieter now, almost like he didn't want to say it out loud even in a room he thought was private. "If she finds out who her mother actually was before we're ready to tell her—""Then she finds out." Silas cut him off. "Better from us than from someone outside this house who won't care what it does to her."There was a silence then, long enough that I thought maybe they were finished, maybe I could still slip back upstairs and pretend I'd never come down at all. Then a third voice, quieter than the other two, cut in for the first time.Ezra."None of this matters if she never finds out we knew," he said. "The second she does, she's going to understand exactly what we are. Not brothers who won an auction. Men who tracked a girl for months and let her think it was chance."Nobody answered that right away. I stood frozen against the
WHY CHOOSE? 82. Secrets..
I woke to sunlight and silence, and for one confused second I didn't remember where I was.Then my body reminded me. Every part of me ached — my hips, my thighs, the raw spot on my throat where Magnus— no. Not Magnus. I wasn't in that world. My mind was stitching the wrong story into the wrong morning, exhaustion blurring the edges of what was real. Roman. Silas. Ezra. The Kade estate. The auction. It all came back at once, heavy and cold, and I lay still for a long moment just breathing through it.The room was empty. No sign that anyone had checked on me in the night, though I remembered — or thought I remembered — a door somewhere in the dark house, opening and closing soft, like someone hadn't wanted to be caught doing it.There was a robe draped over the chair by the window that hadn't been there before. Someone had come in while I slept. The thought made my skin crawl and, underneath the crawling, something quieter and more confused that I didn't want to look at directly.I got
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