Todos los capítulos de Married to Him Claimed by His Sister : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

“Sophia White.”The sound of my name was barely like a whisper against my skin before I felt Taylor’s hand on my waist. Before I could process the sudden weight of her gaze, she pushed me back so hard. I fell onto the soft bed with a soft gasp. In an instant, she was on top of me, her body pinning mine to the bed as her hands guided my legs apart. My heart slammed against my ribs in utter shock, but before I could utter a single word of protest, she dipped her head down.Her nose brushed along the curve of my throat as she sniffed deeply. A shiver ran straight down my spine. God, I loved it.Without giving me time to catch my breath, Taylor seized both of my wrists, pinning them firmly above my head against the wooden headboard. Then finally her lips found mine.The kiss wasn't gentle. It was so demanding, possessive, and electric. Any intention I had of pulling back evaporated instantly. A surge of desperate heat pooled in my chest, and I found myself kissing her back just as hard,

“What… I… I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I stammered, my voice trembling as my heart hammered violently against my ribs. I forced my eyes to widen with innocent, terrified confusion. “I really don’t remember anything. Please… don’t scare me like this, Taylor.”Taylor stared down at me, her dark, piercing gaze searching every inch of my face. For a terrifying second, I thought she was going to call my bluff.Then, the sharp edge in her expression melted into a smooth, devastatingly handsome smile.“Alright, if you say so, dear,” she murmured softly, her tone dripping with mock gentle indulgence. “I won’t scare you. Get some rest.”She reached out, her fingers warm as she brushed a stray lock of hair behind my ear. Before I could pull away, she leaned down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss right onto my forehead. The heat of her lips burned against my skin long after she pulled back.“I have some business to take care of,” Taylor said, smoothing down her suit jacket.Without an

Then the two people whom I hated with every fibre of my being walked straight into the dining room.They were clinging to each other, so completely lost in a heavy, passionate kiss that they didn't even care to check if the room was empty. It was Andrew and Kate.Kate’s arms were wrapped tightly around his neck, letting out soft, breathless moans into his mouth while he pulled her flush against his body.My fingers froze around the crystal glass in my hand. Cold rage washed over the warm buzz of the alcohol.“I love you so much, you little tease,” Andrew muttered against her lips, breathless and eager.When they finally broke the kiss. Kate’s fingers trailed down Andrew’s bare chest. He wasn't even wearing a shirt. A smug, victorious smile spread across my sister's face.“So tell me...” Kate purred, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness. “Am I better than Sophia at turning you on?”“By far, baby,” Andrew replied instantly with a low smirk on his face as Kate’s hand slid lower,

Taylor’s arms slid under my knees and around my back, scooping me up effortlessly in a bridal style. I gasped, instinctively wrapping my arms around her neck to steady myself. Her body was solid, warm, and radiating a subtle scent of sandalwood and expensive perfume that instantly made my head spin. She walked up the grand staircase without breaking her stride, her dark eyes locked onto mine the entire time. I couldn't look away even if I wanted to. The absolute dominance in her gaze sent an electric shiver straight down my spine. She pushed open the heavy double doors of her master bedroom, stepping inside and letting the door click shut behind us. Walking over to the massive king-sized bed, she laid me down gently across the silk sheets. But before I could even draw a full breath, she leaned over, coming down to hover directly on top of me. Her arms framed my head, trapping me in her orbit. "Scared?" Taylor murmured; her voice was so low, a velvet purr. She was so close th