His Sin
"Why not?"
My lips part to speak, however a gentle, jasmine scented breeze rouses my senses, followed by a deep, sultry voice. "Hmm...Bad timing?"
Cian flinches away from me at the sound of his brother’s voice, turning to face him. Sinful leans against the counter Cian was at only moments ago, grinning widely, lavender eyes glittering with amusement. I’m unsure of which emotion is more prominent within me right now. I’m angry at being interrupted by Sinful, and yet confused and afraid of what he is doing in my small apartment.
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