Four Brothers and a Bride

Chapter 13: Chapter 13

DEMI

"They did what?"

"The quads interrogated me about that night you lumbered into the club dead drunk, allegedly." Anna let out a low whistle on her end of the line. "I was literally terrified, Demi. They were trying too hard to make it seem like they weren't overly pissed or suspicious of us but I could feel the anger simmering beneath their tone. I think they're onto you."

Absently, I run a finger over my temple to dull a throbbing ache. Again, I expected this but not so fast. Maybe Mr. S is right and I should get on with our plan. At this pace, these brothers might find a reason to have me kicked out before I can pay them back for the part they played in my parents' deaths.

"What about your job? Any problem with Donna?"

"I'm not sure right now. She suspects me and gives me the eye every now and then. However, I don't think she plans to let me go anytime soon."

"What makes you think that?"

"Well, the club's been seeing a horde of new customers, mostly women from high society ever since your marriage happened. Apparently, they all frequent this place in hopes of running into and possibly stealing the heart of one of the quads. Business is literally booming. Plus, these women have been fawning over me ever since they heard I am besties with the daughter-in-law of the Rollins family." A low chuckle follows. "I don't know what they hope to gain from being all friendly towards me. Heck, if I knew how to turn them into billionaire heiresses, I'd probably snag that opportunity for myself, don't you think? Anyway, they always ask of me every night when they come partying and buy whatever I point at. Donna can't afford to lose her new, rich clientele by dropping me."

"I hope you're right. I'd hate for you to suffer any consequences right now, especially since I am not yet financially poised to help you."

"Don't bite your nails over it. Donna tells me that one of the quads passively mentioned I be allowed to keep my job when she hinted at my dismissal to please them." I don't know why but I'm pretty sure Anna is blushing at this point. Her low laughter is sensual and weird.

"Do you know which one?"

"I'm not sure but he gave off boss vibes. Did most of the talking while they interrogated me."

It sounds like Asher but I am not too certain. If anyone wanted to punish Anna for her role in my marriage mess, it had to be Asher. Compassion doesn't sound like him. He wouldn't let Anna keep her job unless he had ulterior motives for doing so. Then again, why would Ashely, Ashton or Ashal let Anna keep her job after she covered for me? If they're all plotting to kick me out, giving Anna the boot will definitely send a stronger message than pardoning her.

"I thought I knew them a bit after serving them for years now but tonight, they were all riled for some reason." Anna continues solemnly. "It was hard to pick up the miniscule signs that point to one brother or the other. They didn't even flirt around. They turned away the strippers Donna arranged for them and mostly had tequila. Their eyes, when I managed to glance up, were hooded and brooding. One of them arrived late in a different outfit from the others. I guess he didn't get the memo on time." Anna giggles. "I don't care which quad it was that spared me. I'm just glad I still have my job."

I take a short breath. "I'm glad you weren't hurt or fired. I could never forgive myself." Her family would suffer. How could I have been so selfish, waltzing around the Rollins mansion thinking I have months to execute my plans when my best friend is a helpless, easy target for these brothers? The mere thought of them bullying her grates on my nerves and makes me grind my teeth.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that."

"Hey, it's okay. I know what I signed up for." Anna exhales. "Besides, you can't do this all alone. I'll handle my business and cling to my job however I can. You get on with your own plans and handle those men the way you see fit."

Her resilience surprises and amuses me. "Okay. Talk to you soon. Bye."

Turning, I yelp in shock at the sight of Ashely lounging by my bedroom door. I didn't hear anyone come in.

"Jesus, Ashely. This really has to stop." I yell angrily, clutching my chest as my heart thumps wildly. "You can't come into my room whenever you want. That's not how this marriage works."

"Is that right?"

glides to me. "And how exactly does this marriage

thing is the same; hair, voice, build, except the eyes. There's something about the

not Ashely." I

smiles darkly. "What? Two weeks in here and you think you know us now? Is that what you're here to do, to learn to tell us apart? For what? Why exactly are you sticking around,

hoping to go to the bathroom when his big arms grab my elbow, spins me and

myself right now. He smells of Ashely's cologne. God. How far do these brothers go to imitate each other? His arms trap mine

you're so much better than the strippers. Did

bursting. "YOU BASTARD, LET ME GO!" I crane my

If you're here simply because my mom asked you to and plan to leave quietly after a year, you're welcome to stay. However, if you have some sinister plans up your sleeve," He chuckles darkly, his voice deep and spine-chilling. "...then you've unfortunately joined the wrong home. The smart option is to run. Run,

as I attempt to wheedle out of his clutch, he turns me over, hauls me up and shoves me on the bed.

at the flower vase by the side of the

DARE. TAKE. ANOTHER. STEP, YOU

in his eyes briefly and then the

then I guess I am one." His eyes rake my naked thighs. Instinctively, I grab the blanket and cover myself. He scoffs. "You can't stop me if I want to have my way with you. What are you going to do,

in Danvarr knows you're married to Ashely. How could your husband possibly

"We have a contract..."

breach our little contract, my family will never turn on me to take your side, not

skin tingle. Flashes of the text message from the unknown number come to my mind, especially the end bit, [...Welcome to hell, sis] I shake my head from

you've destroyed so many others before? Ruining lives seems to

didn't realize I had been holding my breath. I gulp in lots of air and slide to the foot of my bed, crying. What in the world was that? Which brother just

one brother who has brazenly stepped into my room without deigning to knock, the

have been nothing but accommodating? I wipe my eyes with a thin smile. I might be scared but I am not spineless. If I wasn't courageous, I wouldn't have made it into the home of the people who killed my parents

wheels turning and set my plan in motion to bring the almighty

flick on

put a call across." I let the sting of his words steam. I deserve

"We're on."

thought we were on the minute you moved into that damn fortress. I guess the

"Are you done bitching or do you have more to get

I can hear the

sensitive things about me and while I would normally appreciate this rarity, my head is so messed up right now courtesy of Ashton Rollins that I would rather chew granite than accept

a message from an unknown number. I really don't have time

my phone against the wall. I don't give a flying fig about any woman being dumb enough to fall for any of those jerks but not Anna. She's too smart for that or at least I think she is. Is this what she meant by handling her own business? Why didn't she tell me about this part of her evening? And how the hell did my blackmailer get his/her hand on a

any sense. How exactly does my blackmailer expect to exploit and extort

the quads. As logical as it sounds, I can't ignore my gut feeling that tells me I am probably dealing with more than one blackmailer here. If indeed I am not the first daughter-in-law of the quads, then there's a secret wife somewhere

quit theorizing

"Hey"