A CEO's Revenge Marriage Accidentally in Love

Chapter 43

Winnie

I only get to put on my jacket before I’m no longer alone inside the hallway. Jake is the first one to appear. His broad arms are crossed over his muscular, slightly hairy

chest, and it’s hard to stay mad at him when his eyes fall on mine.

An apology is written in those blues, and when he sighs, and his arms leave his chest, I yelp. Suddenly my feet are no longer on the ground but kicking in the air.

“W-what are you doing?!”

“We need to talk,” comes his answer, and I’m placed over his shoulder like a sack of flour. Anger throbs in my temples, and it

worsens when I notice Mark smiling at me

from the stairs.

“We can’t have you leave yet, Princess.”

“Princess?!” I growl at him. “Don’t call me

that!”

I barf at that nickname. It’s what Damon Salvatore called Elena Gilbert in the Vampire Diaries books. I hate that nickname, and I know exactly why Mark is using it: to get under my skin.

“Why? You love to be called Princess,” he grins wickedly. “Also, I’m glad we have reached an understanding. We can sort a few things out now that you’re staying.”

“Understanding?!” I exclaim and try to hit Jake’s back. “This is kidnapping! Put me down!”

I squirm and fight, but Jake doesn’t even mind me. In the past, I was the top dog. When the fuck did things change?!

In second grade, I was larger than both twins. Girls usually grow faster than guys, and I used that against them. If they had a toy I wanted, I tackled them and stole it.

It was the prime time of my life. Mark and Jake were easy to deal with then, but I can do

nothing now.

Jake sits down on the couch, and I’m straddling his lap. My eyes glare into his stupidly pretty face until he talks.

“I want to make something clear.”

gathers in my mouth. I’m about to throw Jake my worse insults but grow speechless once he leans closer. Is he trying to kiss

stumbles over itself when his lips inch closer. “W-what are you doing now?!”

my face. Mark is in the background,

sure, Mark and I

but that

but my words don’t sound convincing even

He sounds hurt.

my eyes. “All I want is to

home because I’m fucking tired of

sounds almost angry.” I’m not playing

“Liar!”

we wanted

into thin air. I planned to yell at Jake to put me down, but… I’m no longer in control. Jake is hard underneath me, and it’s distracting. My legs are spread

muscular thighs, and

with lust.

He wants me?

burning cheeks. “I want you, Winnie… do you

at me, and a muscle in his jaw ticks as his gaze lower to my breast. I’m not naked, but I

to men. How could I have missed that

and I suddenly wish we weren’t wearing underwear. I’m fighting not to rub my pussy against Jake’s hard-on. He has won me

is sexy.

my eyes to his beautifully sculpted chest. He is a bit more swollen

a full shelf, and his neck… holy fuck, those traps are hot.

shifts in me, and I squirm in his lap. The anger has evaporated

flickers in his eyes. Jake didn’t expect this outcome. And when he

while peering down at his abs.

“Holy fucking shit…”

watches me as my eyes lower to his sizeable bulge, and then he says, “I will show

be part of this too.” Mark joins in on the conversation, and when I turn around, he is standing there, wearing

Jesus. Like

blink back a surge

It doesn’t work.

grin is confident, and his cocky personality shines through. Screw him for looking so damn good.

Mark asks. “Because I know

would love

underneath.”