Total pages in book: 131
Estimated words: 123575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 618(@200wpm)___ 494(@250wpm)___ 412(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 618(@200wpm)___ 494(@250wpm)___ 412(@300wpm)
Lilian’s eyes flutter, caught between watching me and responding to his touch. Her back arches slightly, pressing into him despite herself. The sight makes my blood boil.
“This is what happens when you play games,” Arson continues, his free hand coming up to tilt Lilian’s face toward me. “You get to watch what you can’t have.”
His mouth finds her neck, teeth grazing the sensitive skin there while his hand continues its exploration beneath the shirt. Lilian’s lips part, her breathing visibly quickening even through the cascading water.
It’s a performance designed to torture me. To remind me of my powerlessness. Of what he can take while I watch, unable to intervene.
“She makes the most exquisite sounds,” he murmurs against her skin, eyes locked with mine in challenge. “Should I demonstrate?”
Before I can respond, he spins her around again, pressing her against the observation window. Her palms flatten against the glass, face inches from mine with only the barrier between us. Her eyes hold mine, filled with confusion and unmistakable arousal as Arson’s hands grip her hips from behind.
Arson
Idrag Lilian closer to the window there between her and Aries, my fingers digging into her arm hard enough to bruise. The alarms continue their deafening wail, water streaming from sprinklers overhead, but all I can focus on is the way she looked at him.
The silent communication between them. The fire alarm is part of a larger problem—one I need to solve immediately.
“Arson, you’re hurting me,” she gasps, stumbling to pull herself away.
I don’t respond, and I don’t relent. My mind races with images of her eyes tracking the water down his chest, her lips parting unconsciously. The same lips that were pressed against mine hours earlier. The same body that trembled under my hands.
Does he really think he can challenge me? From inside a cell? I have no choice but to prove to him who is in charge. Lilian stares at the observation window again, water pooling around our feet. Aries stands exactly where I left him, an insufferably smug smile on his face.
Testing me. Taunting me.
Using our identical bodies as a weapon.
It’s time to show him what real pain is.
I reach for the control panel beside the window, flipping the intercom switch to ON. The red light blinks, confirming the connection is live. Every sound from this side of the glass will now be broadcasted into his cell.
Perfect.
“I think it’s time I show you what real pain is,” I call out, voice cutting through the alarm’s wail. “Give you a taste of what it was like to be trapped behind glass and forgotten. While everyone else continued to live their lives.”
“Hurting her won’t change what happened,” Aries tells me, acting as if I don’t know that.
“I’m not stupid. I know it won’t change the past, but it will fucking hurt you, and that’s all that matters to me.”
Aries’s gaze narrows, darting between me and Lilian, who stands shivering in her wet clothes—my T-shirt plastered to her curves and leaving little to the imagination.
“What are you going to do?” She cranes her neck back to look up at me. I don’t miss the hint of worry in her voice. Even if she refuses to say it, I know she’s scared. Scared of me, of what I might do to her.
“Whatever I want.” I yank her against my chest, back to front, one arm locked around her waist to keep her in place. “We made a deal, and I’m going to hold you to it.”
“Let her go! Don’t be a coward. If you want to hurt me, get in this cell.”
“I don’t think letting her go is an option anymore.” I bury my nose into her spun-gold hair and breathe her sweet scent into my lungs. So fucking intoxicating. “I think the only way you’ll ever be able to understand the pain I went through is to watch me fuck and corrupt the girl you refused to take, all because you were too worried about what others might say.” My free hand slides up her throat, tilting her face toward the glass so Aries can see every expression that crosses it.
Water droplets from the sprinklers run down her cheeks like tears, and while there is a flicker of worry in her gaze, defiance bleeds through it. Through the glass, I watch my brother’s casual pose grow tense, his hands curling into fists at his sides. Good. I want him fully present for what comes next. Want him to witness every moment of her surrender to me. I want him to feel hopeless, defeated.
“Arson, don’t do this.” His voice trembles slightly.
“No turning back now. You wanted her attention, right?” I call to him, lips against Lilian’s ear while I keep my eyes locked on his. “And here she is. You can blame yourself for everything that happens next.”