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.”

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

lips inch closer. “W-what are you

his warm breath hits my face. Mark is in

sure, Mark

that doesn’t mean something isn’t

I growl, but my words don’t sound

He sounds hurt.

eyes. “All I want is

because I’m fucking tired

I’m not playing any

“Liar!”

“Are you angry because you think we only pretended we wanted you? Because I’m having trouble understanding how to fake a hard-on, Winnie.”

air. I planned to yell at Jake to put me down, but… I’m no longer

muscular thighs, and

with lust.

He wants me?

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

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

gift to men. How could I have missed that

I’m fighting not to rub my

he is sexy.

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

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

lap. The anger has evaporated

in his eyes. Jake didn’t expect this outcome. And when he nods, I reach out my hands, feeling up his neck

peering down at his

“Holy fucking shit…”

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

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

v-lines come into view. Jesus.

swollen, and I blink back a surge of lust, trying to reel it in.

It doesn’t work.

grin is confident, and his cocky personality shines through. Screw him for looking so damn good. I should be mad at him for admitting

asks. “Because

you and would love to see

underneath.”