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Aiden's POV “I am not your mother,” Mrs Walter replied calmly, not even sparing her a glance.“She’s Aiden’s new fiancée,” Mr. Walter added quickly, trying to cover the tension. I know Mrs Walter doesn't like Val anymore after that incident at the breakfast table.Mrs. Hawthorne made a silent “ooh” shape with her mouth and clapped her hands together. “Then it’s a double celebration! We can even throw a double party!”A double party? Ew.Julian’s voice cut through the room, teasing and far too pleased. “And will you look at that… I was worried for nothing. It looks like Gabby really fancies Alex here,” he said as he winked at her. Gabby blushed hard and hid her face against Alex’s shoulder. That shoulder again?Why so clingy? Huh? Can’t she go five minutes without touching him? And why the hell was he letting her? His hand rested casually on the back of her chair, fingers brushing her bare arm like it was the most natural thing in the world. Am I really willing to let her be with

Aiden's POV “Aiden?” I heard Val calling out softly to me.I didn't want to apologize… But I forced the words out anyway. “I’m sorry. I thought wrong. Accept my apology, man. We are going to be family after all.” Inside my head the apology sounded very different. Family my ass.I’m sorry I didn’t hit you harder. I’m sorry I didn’t break your hands so you could never touch her again. Accept my apology while you still have teeth, you soft trust-fund bastard. We are going to be family? Like hell! Just wait until I find a way to erase you from her life completely.Outside though? I remained calm.Alex nodded slowly, dabbing at his lip with the back of his hand. “It’s fine. I understand that you’re protective of Gabby. But you should understand that she’s mine now. I’ll be the one protecting her from here on.” She’s his now? He fucking called her his? He thinks he can protect her.? The absolute nerve!Rage burned so hot behind my eyes that for a second the whole room tilted. Who

Gabby’s POVHe’s gone?Did I do too much?I was only hurt because of what I saw in his room before we left. That Valerie girl on his lap probably making out with him. He was okay doing that with her after last night? After he left those marks on my neck and disappeared like a coward? It hurt so much. It broke my heart to see the cold resolve in his face when he asked me to leave.So I only wanted to teach him a lesson. Give him a little taste of the medicine he’d been so desperately asking for. Watching him break quietly from the corner of my eye had filled me with so much excitement I almost couldn’t sit still.I’m crazy. I know I am.Because who the hell gets wet watching the man they’re obsessed with completely lose his mind and beat another man’s face into a bloody mess?Apparently, I do. I felt the wetness running down my thighs when I caught him glaring at Alex while I cleaned his wounds. The intensity of it sent a tremor through me, and I had to brace myself against Alex’s sh

Gabby’s POVI realized what it was almost immediately and slapped his chest, pulling back just enough to gasp. “I can’t breathe—” I rasped.His face was flushed, lips wet, eyes wild as he gave me that knee bending stare. “I am not your brother, Gabby. I don’t deserve to be your brother when I have these… these thoughts toward you.” His voice sounded defeated, disgusted with himself. Poor baby.I cradled his face in both hands, rising on my toes while his hands stayed locked on my waist. “And I am not your sister, Aiden,” I whispered, leaning in to kiss him again. He jerked away as his hands dropped and he stepped back like I’d burned him. “No… no… what the hell am I doing? I shouldn’t be doing this. Your brother will kill me. I shouldn’t become like this!” What is his problem? Does he want me or not? He was fighting himself so hard it almost hurt to watch. I straightened, my voice going cold. “Well, suit yourself, Aiden. I’m marrying Alex after all. This was all a m

Aiden’s POVIt was almost 12 a.m. when I finally went back to my room.Only an hour had passed since she left the hideout, and I already wanted her again. The ache was intense…low and insistent, like a second heartbeat. She was mad at me. I knew that. The way she had looked at me when she said she hated me still sat under my ribs like a bruise. But I would fix it. Soon. I wanted to hold her in my arms until she fell asleep, our bodies joined in the most intoxicating way, her soft sounds muffled against my skin while the rest of the world stayed locked outside.The fact that I had been her first still sent a dark, primitive satisfaction rolling through me. No one else had ever been inside her. No one else had felt how tightly she clenched, how greedily she took every inch even when it made her shake. And sweet heaven she had taken me. All of me. She had looked up at me with that greedy glint and asked for more. The memory alone made my cock twitch in hunger.I left the hideout with