14

Lana’s POV

“What are we going to do?” I asked as I walked into Paul’s bedroom.

I staggered to a stop when I saw he was half naked with a short towel wrapped around his waist. It felt like my heart almost flew out of my chest at what I was seeing. I could not stop my eyes from taking in his physique. From his muscular arms, broad shoulders and chest to his abs that glistened from the water drops and light reflecting from his opened window. I swallowed as I eyed every drop of water on his skin then moved my eyes to the low ridden towel around his waist, which gave me a view of his v-line.

I could have sworn I saw tiny hairs peeking from the rim of the towel, but I forced myself to look up at his face, which was a bad idea because his wet hair, and eyes made me feel something funny in my stomach. I hated how attracted I was to him. In fact, I hated how attracted I was to both brothers. I felt like a whore.

“See something you like, baby?”

My cheeks flushed at his question and term of endearment. I masked my awkwardness with a chuckle and waved my hand dismissively before swallowing down my saliva.

“Come,” he said in a tone that hinted something dark that made my body tingle.

“Wh-what?” I asked, feeling confused.

“Come here.”

I watched him run his fingers through my hair and then I slowly made my way over to him. I stopped two feet away, trying to be careful of myself and my feelings. But it was as if he had other plans because he stepped into the space between us and wrapped his arm around my waist and pushed me up against his wet body.

The first thing that crossed my mind was the dress I was wearing, which was of a thin material and short, which became soaked from the wetness of his body. Secondly, my body became hot from our proximity and my heart raced fast. I could feel every ridge of his upper body from my chest to my stomach. Why was he so damn hot and sexy and attractive?

“You look nervous,” Paul said in a low voice. “Do I make you nervous?”

I gulped. “N-no… Of course not.”

“Good. Because once we start our fake relationship, I can do a lot of things that may shock you. I just want you to be comfortable with me. I want you to let me know what you want and don’t want so I don’t cross the line hm?”

My breath hitched as I felt his other hand move up my back to my spine until he was cupping the back of my neck. I gasped softly when he tilted my head back, so I was looking at him in the eyes through the wet locks of hair covering them.

“Are you sure you want to do this with me, Lana.”

The way he said my name sent shivers through my body and made butterflies flutter in my stomach. I could not help but lean into him and take a whiff of his delicious and masculine scent. I took note of his eyes flicking from my eyes to my lips with a dark emotion in his eyes. I could not tell what it was, but it made me feel… good.

“Aren’t you worried that your fans who support you might have an issue with our relationship?” I asked while eyeing his parted lips.

“Hmm.” He sounded lost in his thoughts as he looked at me. “Fans? I don’t care about them… They already are aware of the fact that I date people, and they should not have an issue when I make our relationship public.”

I bit my lip and nodded then gasped when he leaned closer to my face, touching his nose with mine.

“Besides, the one person I want to get a rise out of is my stupid brother.”

I chuckled and wrapped my arms around his body. The sudden comfortability I had with him felt good which resulted in me wanting to touch him freely.

“And don’t worry, Lana. I will make you feel seen and needed. I am not doing this just to irk Drake but to make you feel wanted and good about yourself.” He cupped my cheek and angled my head then placed his mouth close to my ear.

I shuddered against his body when his other hand held my hip and squeezed softly before he exhaled against my ear.

“You deserve so much better,” he whispered in my ear and hummed. “You deserve someone who can spoil you, who can make you feel on top of the world. Someone who can be there for you.”

My heart skipped a beat when his lips touched my neck and when he opened his mouth against my skin and softly sucked at it, I felt the spot between my legs throb.

“I will make sure you forget him. Mark my words,” Paul said and kissed my neck.

I could not help but moan and dig my nails softly into his sides as he moved his lips on my skin, sending jolts of pleasure through my body.

“What is going on here?”

I moved away and turned around at the sound of Drake’s voice. My eyes were wide in shock and my heart was beating faster than before. It felt like I was cheating on him as he had caught me but somehow, it did not matter to Paul as he wrapped his arms around me from behind. I swallowed when I felt his hardness pressing up against my lower back. He was turned on and it made me feel even turned on from the feel of his cock on my back.

“What are you doing in my room?” Paul asked. “You should really knock before coming to my room, little bro. You might see something you don’t wanna see.”

There was rage in Drake’s eyes as he looked at Paul and when his eyes shifted to me, the rage drifted off and was replaced with something different. It looked like disappointment or confusion, I couldn't tell but whatever it was, I wanted more of it. I wanted to get a reaction out of him.

“I need to speak with you, Paul but it seems you are busy.” He sounded petty and I hated it. “It seems you two are getting along. Good for you… especially you, Lana. I reject you and the first thing you do is hop into my brother’s bed and—”

Within a flash, Paul left my side and hit Drake in the face. I gasped at the sound of his fist hitting his face and took a step back in shock.

“Say one shitty thing about Lana one more time and I will break your fucking face,” Paul said and hissed. “You are just a fucking idiot… Get out!”

I covered my mouth when Drake stood straight, making me spot his bloody lips. He looked in my direction with annoyance in his eyes before chuckling.

“So, what now, Lana?” Drake taunted. “Is he now your new best friend? I was only honest with you and now you take his side. Are you that sour?”

Paul hit him again and this time, Drake reacted back and hit him. I was frozen to a spot when the boys started to hit each other. I began to feel bad and guilty as I knew it was all my fault that they were fighting. I wanted it to end. I hated seeing them like this, but Drake’s behavior made me angry.

They were both alike; stubborn and dominating. None of them was going to end the fight until something separated them and I doubt they would listen to them when they had a burning issue between them.

“Stop,” I said as tears welled up in my eyes as they hit each other. “Please, stop.”

They could not hear me, and it bothered me. So, I took a step toward them, reaching out to hold one of them only to feel a heavy blow on my face and stars in my eyes. My head became light, and my vision doubled. One of them had hit me.

“Lana?!” They both yelled out.

I felt myself falling and darkness took over my vision.