Later that same day, Dmitri pushed Scarlett into a prison cell. "You will stay here until the boss wishes to see you. He is busy with your boyfriend at the moment."Scarlett looked around after the door locked behind her. She was in a basement that smelled like mold. Moss grew on the walls, and water was dripping from the ceiling.But there was a bunk bed. Although it looked worn down and rotten, it was better than the alternative: sleeping on the floor. Grumbling to herself, Scarlett laid down on the mattress and grimaced at how wet it was. It stank like pee too. "Whatever... It must be better than the floor."Scarlett miraculously fell asleep but woke up in the middle of the night when she heard footsteps. "Just kick him into the same cell as the woman.""Is that really such a wise idea?""It's not like it heightens his chances of escaping just because he is together with the woman. Besides, look at the bastard—he is all bruised up and bleeding. This fucker ain't going nowhere w

This had to be the sickest dinner Scarlett had ever been invited to.Jacob sat at the other long end of the table, fixing his tie and putting on an apron to not spill food over his clothes. He looked like a kid getting ready for Christmas dinner, smiling radiantly at her. Yet Scarlett knew better than to translate his expression into anything remotely friendly. Jacob was a psychopath. The proof would be that Griffin sat at the table, too, a gun to his head and a sullen expression on his bruised face. He didn't look happy, and if looks could kill, Jacob would be dead.And Scarlett herself?A guard stood behind her, ready to shoot her if she even attempted to leave the goddamn dinner table. Not that Scarlett thought Jacob would kill her, not when the freak wanted one of her children.He was indeed a sick man. Devastatingly handsome with a face identical to the man she loved, but totally whack-a-mole crazy."Are you ready for the appetizers?" Jacob asked, leaning his chin against the

It was odd lying curled up next to Jacob. Scarlett had spent a good hour cleaning him in the shower, and now she was surrounded by his heat. Jacob's arms were tightly wrapped around her petite body— Well... Scarlett wasn't small. Her stomach was a large bump, and she wasn't precisely skinny since she was close to giving birth, but she was a dwarf compared to Jacob. He was as tall as Griffin, and his take-what-he-wanted personality made him seem larger-than-life. He was cocky and arrogant but also had a more playful side. He was... Weird. "Lying like this and smelling your hair makes me wish I was the good brother... I really, really love holding you like this, love..." Jacob grunted and nuzzled closer to Scarlett. "Griffin is a lucky man to have stolen your heart. You're so beautiful." For some reason, her cheeks burned. "I'm not beautiful." "Yes, you are, love..." Jacob mumbled into Scarlett's hair. One of his giant paws was resting on her baby bump, and his cock presse

Jacob groaned and flipped her over. Scarlette's back hit the mattress, and she looked up to stare at him. For a moment, she stopped breathing because his eyes told her how enamored he was with her. It was incredible. Did Griffin look at her this way? She couldn't remember anymore. Scarlette's legs crossed over his hips as Jacob settled himself firmly between her thighs. He firmly pushed his palms against the mattress, his eyes bored into her soul. "Tell me again." Scarlett gulped. She knew what he meant, but she decided to play dumb. "Tell you what?" "You know what I'm asking. You are a smart woman, Scarlett. Much smarter than Griffin gives you credit for. So tell me." Charlotte was a little scared. Her hips trembled underneath him as he brushed his cock over her wet entrance. "Stop playing games with me. I want you inside me now. Isn't that enough for you?" The tip of his cock pushed inside her a bit and a small smile teased his lips. She had felt his length filling her merely