MY SISTER IS A NYMPHOMANIAC
Don’t you want a real man tonight?
I thought I saw Isabella smirk – which put me even more on alert. She loved to play with men, but this one was different.
— We’re leaving, I declared, grabbing my sister’s wrist to pull her away.
But he grabbed my arm tightly.
— In a hurry, baby?
My heart raced. His gaze was different now: darker, more threatening. Isabella frowned, realizing this was no longer a game.
— Let her go.
He burst out laughing.
— Oh, big sister wants to play the protector?
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