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."

she could say another word, Nicholas grabbed her wrist

dizzy. Before she knew it, he was on top of

play me like a toy. When you want to push me away, I'm just your 'little brother,' but when you

slammed shut, and in the cramped space, his presence felt

Scarlette tried to get up,

"I've told you so many times,

in closer, his hand moving downward, parting

to push him

"Nicholas!"

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

finished, Scarlette slapped him

five red marks

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

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

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

there would be feelings. But to Scarlette, Nicholas was like a brother. She never had any other thoughts. Nicholas let out a cold laugh. "Might as

rummaged around the car for a first aid kit but found none, so she resorted to