Claimed By The Tyrant Brother
“She was mine first. You think she loves you? She’ll never love you. You’re nothing but a thug hiding behind daddy’s name.”
“Ohhh,” Thorne mocked, grinning like the devil. “There it is. The tantrum.” He stepped forward, his voice lowering, dark and molten. “You wanna measure dicks, brother? Let’s make it a desk, huh? Stack ‘em up and see who she chooses. I’ll win, every. Fucking. Time.”
" She's mine!” Caleb growled angrily.
You hear that, fox?” Thorne tilted his head, laughing darkly as he glanced up at my window. “Little Caleb’s still jerking himself off to the idea of owning you.”