Dirty Obsession (Dirty 1)

“You won’t get answers from me. You don’t need answers. All you need to focus on is surviving so that you don’t get hurt again,” I say, staring at the scars and bruises still visible all over her body. A few I’m sure I caused myself when I raped her.

Nina crosses her arms as she glares at Matteo, like one look is going to be enough to get him to talk. But, when I look at Matteo and the softness in his eyes when he stares at Nina, I’m afraid that’s all it will take. Even though it would ruin everything and put Nina at risk even more than she already is. Something that I know Matteo doesn’t want. I’m not sure he can resist her charms anymore. Not after taking care of her this last week.

“I’ll answer your questions. My brother will, too.”

I glare at him. I’m going to kill him if he tells her anything that ends up hurting her.

“We will answer one question for every time you have sex with one of us.”

I grin. Most of the time, I hate my brother. But I’ll owe him the rest of my life for coming up with this idea.

24

Matteo

I don’t know nearly enough about Nina, but I do know one thing for sure. She likes sex just as much as I do. But the only way she will give it to me or my brother is on her own terms.

“No,” she says, but it’s a weak no. It’s the kind of no you say so that people know you aren’t so easily swayed.

I grin. “Fine. I won’t try to change your mind. I have plenty of other women who will gladly fuck me.” I circle her, enjoying how crazy I’m making her. “You might want to sleep in your own room tonight though. The women can get pretty loud when I fuck them, and I wouldn’t want you to have to deal with that.”

She rolls her eyes at me. “If that were true, you would have had women over every night this last week, but you didn’t. You didn’t because you want me, not some other woman. Admit it.”

I shrug. “I wanted you, but you’re not really worth all of this. I’ll just wait until my father breaks you, and then you’ll be begging me to fuck you instead of him.”

She slaps me hard on the cheek. “Stop acting like you don’t give a shit when I know you do. Both of you.”

Arlo just looks at her like she is a queen. She might be a queen that my brother will do anything for, but she doesn’t have quite the same power over me. She doesn’t have me under her spell as much as she thinks she does.

“You’re wrong, sweetheart. I couldn’t care less about you.”

“Fine, you don’t care about me. Arlo does.”

She walks over toward him, swaying her hips as she does. Her ass peeks out just beneath the hem of my shirt that she is wearing. She’s testing me. And I’m about to fail.

When she gets to Arlo, she softly, tenderly kisses him on the cheek. And then his neck. His chest. Down his stomach, carefully kissing his wound as she kneels.

I see it in his eyes. He’s about to give in and give her anything she wants. He’s usually one of the strongest men I know. But not when it comes to Nina.

I understand. I’ve quickly come to care about her much more than I would ever like to admit to her. But he can’t break.

“Fine, you win. I don’t want to fuck anyone else but you tonight,” I say. It’s not a lie. It’s the fucking truth. The whole time I was supposed to be focused on not getting shot and killed, all I could think about was Nina tied up in my bed and how much I wished I had fucked her before I left.

She keeps kissing him. She didn’t even hear me; she’s so lost in him as he tangles his hand in her hair, the other pulling at my shirt that she’s wearing.

I grab her arm, trying to pull her away from him, but Arlo firmly holds her in place. We are fighting over her like we used to fight over our Hot Wheels cars when we were kids.

Nina smirks and stands up, pulling her arms away from both of us. “That’s what I thought. You both want me.” She crosses her arm. “So, who will give me the better deal? I’ll fuck one of you if you answer all of my questions tonight.”

Arlo looks at me, and I can already read his thoughts. He thinks I’m going to be the one who gives in to her. But I’m not the one to be worried about. It’s clear she has him wrapped around her finger, willing to do anything for her.

“No. The deal is one question for one fuck. I can’t give you more than that. And don’t act like you won’t enjoy getting every answer out of me.”

She sighs but doesn’t argue with him. She knows that anything she says isn’t going to be true. Her cheeks are already flushed from her just thinking about fucking him. She wants him just as much as he wants her.

“What about you Matteo? I won’t fuck Arlo ever again. Just you. We can fuck all night long and the rest of the time I’m here if you answer all of my questions. Tonight.”

I look over at my saint of a brother. To most people, he is anything but a saint. But that’s exactly what he is. He’s the responsible one in the family. He’s literally taken a bullet for me on more than one occasion. Here’s my chance to fuck him over. I could steal the girl he cares about. Make him suffer. Take everything he’s spent his whole life fighting for.