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 and

leaving her dizzy. Before she knew it,

play me like 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

shut, and in

roomy, but when Scarlette tried to get up,

many times, that night was a mistake,

hand moving downward, parting her

him away, but

"Nicholas!"

back his hand, smirking as he examined his fingers. "You say one thing, but your body tells a different story. Is Morgan so

he finished, Scarlette slapped

side, five red marks blossoming

be so close, incredibly close. She thought his clinginess

drunk, but he wasn't. Did he really not know whose name she

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

there would be feelings. But to Scarlette, Nicholas was like a brother. She never had any other thoughts. Nicholas let

sharp tongue well. She rummaged around the car for a first aid