Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 242

Scarlette stumbled back a few steps, finding herself pinned against the sleek

black car.

"Nicholas, that's enough!"

With a cut on his lip from her slap, Nicholas casually licked the blood away. "Scarlette, I heard you're bringing Morgan to meet your folks?"

Scarlette's chest rose and fell as she clutched the car door frame.

"This is my business, I don't owe you an explanation."

She took a deep breath, her voice softening. "We're going to be family soon. Don't look at him like he's your enemy. You're going to have to call him 'brother-in-law.""

Nicholas chuckled darkly, his eyes clouded with intensity.

Scarlette felt a hint of fear from his unpredictable nature and frowned. "And stop being so informal with me. Call me 'sister.' If you keep coming around like this, the Greenard family is going to give me a hard time. Nicholas, stop acting like a kid."

say another word, Nicholas grabbed her wrist

her dizzy. Before she knew it,

a toy. When you want to push me away, I'm just your 'little brother,' but when you need me, you cling to me and call me 'husband.' How many truths are you

car door slammed shut, and in the cramped

tried to get up, he pressed her down by

breath. "I've told you so many times, that night was a mistake, I

his hand moving downward, parting

to push him away, but he held her

"Nicholas!"

as he examined his fingers. "You say one thing, but your body tells

Scarlette

head snapped to the side, five red

pang of guilt and pain. They used to be so close, incredibly close. She thought his clinginess was just childhood affection, never

drunk, but he wasn't. Did he

her temples, her heart softening as she gently touched his face. "Does

up together, and even if he were just a pet, there would be feelings. But to Scarlette, Nicholas was like a brother. She never had any other thoughts. Nicholas let out

tongue well. She rummaged around the car for a first aid kit but found none, so