บททั้งหมดของ On The Wrong Bed; The Twin Brother's Secret: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

♦♦♦♦ He almost got me. I knew it. Eleanor froze the moment she heard his response. Lucas would never reply like that....never. The suspicion she’d harbored since he walked in sharpened instantly. Handing the belt to her so calmly had been insane. Only Lewis would do something like that. His gaze. The firmness of his grip. The way his words wrapped around her like a familiar sin. Everything about him screamed Lewis. She had almost lost her guard, almost forgotten who he truly was. Why is he doing this? she wondered. Her stomach twisted with fear, but she masked it carefully, refusing to let even a flicker of suspicion slip. Getting caught now would be dangerous. “You’re perfect for me,” she murmured, hugging him softly. His arms locked around her back, tight....too tight....like his life depended on it. Her breath hitched. She hated how much she missed this, how her body betrayed her even while revenge burned fiercely in her chest. “I will do anything for you,” he rasped, refus

♦♦♦♦That wouldn't be the first time she would be seeing him without his pants on. His pants hit the floor with a quiet thud, and the air shifted....thickened. Shadow pooled around him, catching in the hard lines of his lower body. She had imagined him all night after leaving the hospital....of course she had.'So big! Always big! ’ she mulled in her head, before he took his brief off, but reality was darker. Rougher. “It’s getting longer,” she subconsciously gasped, and he heard me. He wasn’t sculpted like a fantasy.The infamous, ruthless Mafia playboy was built like violence barely restrained, heavy, and veined. Hung with arrogance, hearing this. She was so embarrassed knowing he would mock her.He stood there looking at her as she drooled over him. Uncertain eyes, heat licking up her throat while shame battled hunger.The bathroom, which was once filled with moans and screams, became quiet all of a sudden. The air pulsed with something primal. Possessive. His rod was already hard

♦♦♦♦Williams was entangled with a young woman barely older than Vanessa on the bed. Her legs were spread wide, her breasts bouncing uncontrollably as he thrust into her mercilessly, the bed creaking loudly beneath their rhythm.A delivery uniform lay scattered across the floor....shirt tossed carelessly over a chair, cap crushed near the door, skirt halfway under the bed. The girl moaned endlessly, her voice shameless and loud, enjoying every filthy second of the moment as if it were music composed just for her.“How could you?!” Vanessa gritted through clenched teeth.Williams turned his head slowly toward the door, a lazy smirk stretching across his face as if he had been expecting her. Vanessa stood frozen, disgust and irritation written all over her expression. Her chest rose and fell sharply as rage surged through her veins.“You filthy delivery bitch!” Vanessa screamed, storming toward the bed. She grabbed the girl by her hair and yanked her backward violently, separating them.

♦♦♦♦“No slacking off,” she said eagerly, widening her legs enough to accommodate both men. She couldn’t wait to have two at once. The heat....the intoxicating feeling of being desired from two directions at the same time....made her dizzy. Both of them hungry for her.Vanessa Stanley. No man should resist me, she repeated inwardly, pride swelling in her chest.Williams leaned down, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth while kneading the other firmly in his hand. Nicholas was already between her thighs, his head buried there, his tongue working with sinful expertise.His tongue was magic.Her perky breasts bounced under Williams’ touch as he fondled them greedily. For a fleeting second, she wished they were even fuller, even more irresistible. Nicholas flicked his tongue over her clit before biting it lightly, then dragged his tongue down to her cunt entrance.“Ahhh!” she cried out as her body jerked, squirting onto the duvet again.“Your… cock,” she moaned breathlessly, urging t

♦♦♦♦Vanessa groaned as the morning sun streamed brightly into the room. She was squeezed tightly between two men, her naked body trapped in their warmth. Her small ass was being used as a pillow by Nicholas, while her upper body rested against Williams’ arm. Her breasts lay heavily in his palms as though they naturally belonged there.She reached blindly for her phone on the bedside table.Silence.No desperate messages from Lucas like before.No worried calls from Lewis.Only dryness. And notifications about her unpaid loans.Her jaw tightened.“Shit. It’s your fault, Eleanor,” she spat angrily, her voice sharp enough to wake Nicholas.He shifted behind her, pulling her closer.“You can’t stay angry at her forever,” Nicholas murmured lazily. “I already told you the best plan. Just do it, and Eleanor will disappear from your life.”He adjusted himself behind her properly, his chest pressing against her back.“You really think they’ll fall for that?” she asked, unease creeping into he