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Jonathan King. A ruler in this world. An actual king who holds more power than the queen herself. My worst enemy.
However, having Jonathan King as an opponent is the last thing I want. There’s being brave and then there’s being downright foolish. Challenging the king in his kingdom is the latter.
“It’s as simple as it sounds. In exchange for transferring full ownership of the stocks, I want you to pay for them by becoming mine.”
Now the air is thick with his indecent proposal that’s hanging over my head like a guillotine. I’m not an idiot. I know Jonathan wouldn’t pay so much money for pussy. I mean, he’s the Jonathan King. He can have whomever he wishes.
“Pain.” His strong voice echoes around my dizzy head like a sinister, dark promise. “That’s what you need, Aurora. Lucky for you, I have plenty to give.”
She might share Alicia’s physical appearance, but she’s nothing like her sister. Aurora is a fire where Alicia was earth. Deep and silent and everyone could step on her. Aurora would burn anyone before they even attempted to.
A whimper tears out of her as she nuzzles her nose into my jacket. “Alicia…” “She’s not here, but I am. I’ll always be here, wild one.”
“The only reason you haven’t been owned before is because I hadn’t come along yet.”
Damn Jonathan King to the darkest pit of hell.
Despite being a devout Muslim who prays five times a day, fasts during Ramadan, drinks no alcohol, has no sex before marriage, and eats no pork, Layla has the wildest fantasies, I swear.
“My name is the only name you’re allowed to moan. The only name you’re allowed to think about or even dream of.”
I’m not Alicia. I don’t want to be Alicia. Why can’t everyone stop comparing me to her? Or is this perhaps the karma I have to endure for abandoning Aiden when he was a young boy?
Aurora or Clarissa or whatever name she goes with is now fucking mine. Literally. Figuratively. In every sense of the word.
It’s like I’m in a loop, the moment I think I see a way out, it resets to the beginning.
“Fuck. Your mouth was made for me, wild one. Only me. You’re not allowed to open these lips for anyone else, is that understood?”
“You’ll stop doing that. Effective immediately.” “Doing what?” “The red lipstick. Coming here the entire time. Noticing that he grew muscles. All of it. Be a stranger.” He’s jealous. Ha. Jonathan King is jealous. That’s not something I thought I would ever witness in this lifetime.
Truth is, I love kissing Aurora. She comes undone when my lips ravage hers. She melts against me and lets me do whatever I please.
The worst thing you can do to a life is suffocate it. A crime is a secret. Bury them all.
Alicia’s voice filters in, brittle and shaky. “Claire…I just…I just found out Jonathan wants me dead. He’s been poisoning me all this time. He wants to kill me. I…I don’t think I can make it. I wanted to take you and Aiden and go, but…I don’t think I can. He’s after me. Remember when I told you to only call him in emergencies? Don’t. Ever. Run, baby sister. Run from all of them.”
