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.”

throw Jake my worse insults but grow speechless once he leans closer. Is he trying to kiss

lips inch closer. “W-what are you doing

gorgeous,” Jake murmurs, and his warm breath hits my face.

to me. “And sure,

that doesn’t mean

words don’t sound convincing even in my ears.

He sounds

eyes. “All I

I’m fucking tired of your

I’m

“Liar!”

“Are you angry because you think we only pretended we wanted you? Because I’m

put me down, but… I’m no longer in

muscular thighs, and my head spins

with lust.

He wants me?

moving some hair away from my burning cheeks. “I want you,

gaze lower to my breast.

How could I have missed

fighting not to rub my

is sexy.

to his beautifully sculpted chest.

like a full shelf, and

and I squirm in his lap. The anger has evaporated from my system, and I breathe, “Can I touch

didn’t expect this outcome. And when he nods, I reach out my hands, feeling

while peering down

“Holy fucking shit…”

gleam in Jake’s eyes, pride, and satisfaction. He watches me as my eyes lower to his sizeable

I want to be part of this too.” Mark joins in on the conversation,

come into view. Jesus. Like his brother, he is made of muscles and

I blink back a surge of

It doesn’t work.

his cocky personality shines through. Screw him for looking so damn good.

“Because

you and would love to see

underneath.”