Lahat ng Kabanata ng PLEASURED & CLAIMED BY MY LYCAN STEPBROTHERS : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

~Goran’s POV~ Inside the VIP club, two men stood near a glass table beneath the dim light, stuffing a small packet of drugs into duffel bags. Their movements were swift, laced with precision, the kind that flowed from years of discipline. Though the bass from the club roared across the room, my hawk-like gaze stayed locked on their task. I was in my club in the VIP section reserved only for my dealings. Two beautiful, endowed women lingered beside me, leaning close enough for their perfume to coil into my nostrils. Everyone close to me, especially my women, knew I had a kink for scent, and damn it, they knew exactly how to exploit it. “Do you want us to please you, master?” One of the girls brushed her hand across my chest gently while whispering into my ear. My lips twitched as I dragged the thick cigar clenched between my lips. I exhaled smoke into the air. “Relax... Once the job is finished, you’ll have me all to yourselves,” I said, then shifted my gaze to her face, twist

~Celeste's POV~ I sauntered into the elevator instead of the stairs since I wasn’t sure if I could make it up with the way my legs felt weak. Just as the elevator door dinged open, my eyes landed on the two brothers. Colt and Zane. The both of them were obviously bickering and Zane glared at Colt while Colt smirked. Suddenly their eyes fell on me and their expressions shifted with all the smiles wiped off their faces. I slowly closed the distance between us. “Hey.” Zane murmured, his eyes scanning my body as his hand reached to touch me, but I stepped back, making his hand freeze midair. “Celeste.” He called in a low voice, and I drew in a deep breath, locking eyes with them. “What is this place?” I asked. The two of them exchanged glances at my words. Then Zane chuckled softly. “What do you mean? This is your house, our house. We all live here together.” He said, but my eyes stared at him blankly. Did he think I didn’t know that? Before I said another word, Zane turned

~Arden's POV~ “I'm disappointed,” I blurted, staring at my father, who walked in as though he hadn't just sent me the craziest text earlier this morning. “What is happening?” Zane asked suddenly, drawing my attention while Colt watched us calmly. I turned toward him. “You should ask Father here why he decided to go on a vacation despite the mess he just dumped on the entire family.” “What?!” Zane's voice thundered through the room. “You're going on a vacation? Seriously?” he demanded, staring at Father, who pulled out a chair and sat down as if none of this concerned him. “Am I not allowed to take a break? I'm going on a vacation with my wife. I'm sure you all saw how terrified she was after the party was ruined. She needs something to clear her head.” His response didn't surprise me. But it pissed me off. Rage simmered beneath my skin, yet I stayed silent. “You want to go on a vacation? Was she even hurt? If anyone deserves a vacation, it's Celeste, not that gold-digging w

~Celeste's POV~ With the towel wrapped around my head, another draped loosely across my chest. I hummed softly as I strode out of the restroom, my hand stretched to grab the lotion when a knock froze it midway. My brow furrowed as I turned, walking to the door. Then I yanked it open. My eyes widened slightly. Colt. He stood across from me, his gaze roaming shamelessly until I cleared my throat to snap his eyes back to mine. “What are you doing here?” I asked, and he arched his brow, stretching out his hand that held a drug. At that moment I remembered he had promised to deliver medicine for my headache. “I figured you might still need this,” he said. A scoff slipped from my lips. “What sort of doctor are you? Weren’t you supposed to give me this yesterday?” I asked. If the drug was a thread holding my life, I was certain it would have snapped before he delivered it. “I didn’t know it ran out of stock. Since it was late yesterday, I asked my assistant to bring it

~Celeste's POV~ My finger clenched into a fist. “Wow, I never imagined Lily would return so quickly.” I heard Zane remark behind me, yet I didn’t turn. My gaze stayed locked on the doorway, the place they had just departed. At this point, I doubted the existence of karma. And if it did exist, why did my mother still wander freely, living as though she hadn’t shattered others’ joy to build her own? I pressed my lips together. Maybe it's time for me to turn the table since that's how she loves playing. “If you want to go with them, then take your bag and leave.” The stern voice yanked me from my thoughts as I slowly turned to see Arden glaring at me. Zane sat hunched on the couch, the contract I had left there in his hands, while Colt’s eyes remained glued to the iPad. I swallowed. “What do you want from me?” I asked directly. Wasn’t he supposed to be rotting in prison instead? What kind of twisted life was this? I knew he had saved me and needed to keep the situa