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.”

but grow speechless once he

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

you’re gorgeous,” Jake murmurs, and his warm breath hits my

to me. “And sure, Mark and

you, but that doesn’t mean something

my words don’t sound

sounds hurt.

eyes. “All I want is to

home because I’m fucking tired of your games!”

sounds almost angry.” I’m not

“Liar!”

only pretended we wanted you? Because

at Jake to put me down, but… I’m no longer in control. Jake

thighs, and my head spins

with lust.

He wants me?

moving some hair away from my burning cheeks. “I want you, Winnie… do you want me as much as

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

men. How could I have missed that in

suddenly wish we weren’t wearing underwear. I’m fighting not to rub my pussy against Jake’s

he is sexy.

beautifully sculpted chest. He is

and

and I squirm in his lap. The anger has evaporated

he

while peering down at his

“Holy fucking shit…”

in Jake’s eyes, pride, and satisfaction. He watches me as my eyes lower to his sizeable bulge, and then he says, “I will show you mine

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

chest, and v-lines come into view. Jesus. Like his

more ripped than swollen, and I blink

It doesn’t work.

Screw him for looking so damn good. I should be mad at him for admitting he was only messing around, but

Mark asks. “Because

and would love to see what hides.

underneath.”