Six Brothers Plea for Forgiveness

Chapter 136

Alice had known Chloe and Max had drugged her. With any other man, she would have rather died. She gripped his collar.“Do you have a girlfriend?”

“No, I haven’t.” Jack felt her heavy breathing. He wiped away her tears.“You’re young. Don’t give. yourself away so easily.”

“But I like you!” She kissed him, clumsy and tentative.

Jack’s palms were sweating. He sighed, knowing she was vulnerable and influenced by the drugs. He cupped the back of her head, deepening the kiss. He was forceful, dominant, taking control.

Soon, she lay limp in his arms, flushed. He wiped her lips, admiring their fullness. She met his gaze, all reason gone.

She pushed him down, her hands trembling on his chest. He held her waist, his touch lingering. His eyes burned.“Alice, are you sure you won’t regret this?”

“I won’t regret it!”

He flipped her over, his breath hot against her ear.“Little Alice, I can’t say no to you.”

She was speechless, all her courage spent. His touch was mesmerizing. He covered her eyes, whispering, There are other ways.”

She wondered what he meant. He lifted her, carrying her into the bathroom and placing her in the tub. Cold water washed over her.

Her teeth chattered.“Jack!”

“I’m here.” He knelt beside her, his voice gentle.’T’ll always be here.”

She held his hand, enduring the cold, comforted by his presence.

the man she liked, but he’d stopped short of going all the way.

remembered everything. She pulled the covers

But her mind was clear. She’d kissed him. He’d kissed her back.

all the way, but they’d come pretty close. She’d passed out in the tub, but she was clean

shy to face him. She reached for her phone,

Should she slip away while he was still asleep? It would

awkward.

“Awake?”

escape plan. She held her breath. How should she

was wrong and pulled back

tugged again, unsuccessfully. A playful glint entered his eyes.

38.7%

had vanished.

teasing, she wanted to

going to

noticing his physique. Mmm, not bad.

almost naked. She blushed, seeing her dress discarded on the floor. It was stained with wine and that strange perfume. She couldn’t wear it. What

bathroom door opened. Jack, in his robe, saw

wear that. New clothes

blushed crimson, hiding under

meeting his gaze, embarrassed. “I’m fine. The

instinctively moved away. “I

forehead. “Didn’t I tell you not to drink at bars? You never learn!” He couldn’t imagine what might have

shuddered, remembering the ordeal.