Four Brothers and a Bride

Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Chapter 10

DEMI

I smiled when I felt the dip in the bed. Seconds later, his manly smell engulfed me. The heat from his body caressed my back. Draping his arm across my body, he pulled me closer to his naked chest. Smiling, I turned to stare into his cobalt blue eyes. My fingers streaked over the angles of his pretty face, traced his biceps. With a mischievous smile, he slipped off the thins straps of my night shirt and pulled it all the way down. Then he proceeded to cup my breasts. They weighed gloriously in his palms. A soft moan escaped my quivering lips when his tongue fastened on my hardened nipples, sucking. My body raged with unbridled passion.

"Ash" I moaned, shuddering with delight.

He nibbled my ear and nuzzled my pulsating throat. "SAY MY NAME."

'Ash."

His eyes were dark and feral when he looked at me. In a flash, he vaulted my hips, splayed my legs apart and positioned himself between my wet center. His lips brushed teasingly over my lips, fogging my brain.

"SAY MY FULL NAME."

Twining my arms around his neck, I stared into the gorgeous face of the man who was numbing my senses.

"I..."

Why couldn't I recall? Which brother was on top of me right now?

A bright light suddenly washes into the dim room. I squint awake at the sound of hurried movement. Ashely is standing by the window, fiddling with the remote as he watches the curtains parting. His face is bland when he glances at me.

"What are you doing? It's barely 7am." Why is he in my room anyway?

"Ha. I'm impressed you know the time. Care to rejoin society?" He tosses the remote aside. I pull the duvet over my head and try to go back to sleep but suddenly, it is wrenched from my grasp. I stare wide-eyed at Ashely who also tosses the duvet to the floor and stands with hands in his pocket.

"Breakfast. Downstairs. Ten minutes," He reels out curtly.

I can't believe how rude he is being right now. He has barely comforted me since the whole spinsters in Danvarr have been trolling me online for two days now. I guess he is enjoying the attention he and Nicola have been getting. I throw a pillow at him and grit my teeth when I miss.

"Get out of my room Ashely."

He turns to me after catching the pillow. His outfit looks hurriedly put together and visibly lacks his usual 'extra' touch. How am I even noticing this while my head is steaming with anger over his blatant rudeness.

To my utter shock, he throws the pillow back at me.

Ashton by the

cheeks go red and I immediately cross my arms around my chest. Ashton sneers at my misplaced sense of dignity. I guess we are thinking the same thing right now. Why is it okay for Ashely to see me in my

He strides off and shuts the door behind him. I bury my face in my hands and muffle a scream.

strays from his bespoke suit and tie. Ashton is in a long-term relationship with leather jackets and pants. Black seems to be the only color that appeals to him. With Ashely, even

Rollins barely spares me a glance when I say a greeting. Mrs. Rollins fixes my plate

could join us again, Demi." She

at my direction. Mother smiles and winks

you online. I'll have you know that such weakness is not expected of a member of this household and would not be tolerated in the future. In this family, we don't hide from our problems; we

swallow hard. "I

rock as he returns to

dear, you have nothing to worry about. It will all blow over soon and something else will take their attention off you. In the meantime, you're going to need a makeover. Ashely has everything sorted

look at him. We continue breakfast. When I steal glances at the brothers, I can't help but

on his face. Asher has an iPad in his face, watching the stock market reports while his food is mostly untouched. With deft strokes on his iPad, he pulls up accounts and studies them. Ashely eats at a normal pace, only that his phone endlessly vibrates. When he glances at the caller, he ignores it and sets it down on the table. I hate the

brother I suspect I will have a hard time figuring out. Little flicks of fear always twine my gut whenever I meet the cold pools of his eyes. His eyes, they usually look at me in a way that makes my skin tingle with fear and my thigh muscles sing with lust at the same time. I avert my gaze from Ashton only to find Mr. Rollins quietly watching me with a suspicious glint in his eyes.

follow Ashely to

work?" He asks, giving my cropped

wants me to work with him but I don't think I am up for it anymore. "Right. I-I wanted to talk to you

off his amber tinted glasses. Silver winks along the

in the fashion business. I know next to nothing about fashion icons or styling. I think it will be a

car door shut and comes around to the front steps where I am standing. We

your competence or about the

"Both?"

haven't said it enough but I am sorry you had to go through that. Being bashed online is almost a norm around here. We make the news for ugly reasons more often than good ones. My family has grown numb to online trolling. I was genuinely surprised you shut everyone out to deal with it yourself. I kept my distance to let you process things the way you saw fit. I am sorry if you mistook my reaction for indifference because we are from different

don't owe me

no right comparing you to my ex." He sighs. "Nicola and I are through. Our relationship is strictly professional now; I

supermodel of your choice. Why does it have to be your ex? I

I turn to leave when

"Say my name."

my sexual dream cause a deep blush to

quick

my full name, Ashely. There are three other guys that go by Ash around here and

deeply. "Thank

replaces his glasses. "Better." I watch him head for his car. "I guess working with me is off the table. The wardrobe makeover is still on though. There's no getting out of that one." He jumps in, ignites

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