Chained to You (Dark Billionaires 3, 4)

I blinked once... twice... thrice...

Oh my God! Matt was kissing Andy, his lips locked with my brother's, his tongue in my brother's mouth and Andy's in his. I opened my eyes wide as realization struck me like a splash of ice-cold water. Matt was kissing Andy the way James kissed me.

Finally, when Matt terminated the kiss, Andy gazed up at him, his eyes bright. I wondered if I looked like that when James was kissing me?

"Matt..." Andy said softly. "Stop kissing me like that. We're in the hospital, for God's sake. What if the nurse came in and saw us?"

Matt laughed. "So what?" he said. "I don't give a fuck what they think."

I blinked. Suddenly, standing here and peeking in on them, I felt awkward. I shouldn't be doing this, should I? But then again, it was my brother and...

Oh God, I should either just walk right in and say, "Hi, Andy. How are you this morning?" or just walk away and wait until James came.

Of course, I didn't do any of those things before I heard Matt say, "I love you."

I simply just stopped breathing for a moment, and my heart raced.

"I love you, Andy," Matt said. There was anxiousness within his voice that I didn't miss. "God, do you know how painful it was for me to see you the way we found you? You looked like a fucking corpse. I swear I nearly died right there. Fuck, Andy. I love you, and I can't lose you. I'd go insane if I did."

Matt hugged Andy tight in his arms. "Please be mine, Andy. Give me your love. Give me your heart. I swear I'll protect it. Fuck, I love you. Tell me you love me, too."

Andy's voice shook when he said, "I... I've already given it to you, you sick bastard." He chuckled sadly.

"Really?" Matt asked. "Then why the hell didn't you tell me?" He kissed Andy again on the lips, passionately.

Oddly enough, I felt happiness within my chest, too. Tears welled within my eyes as I smiled, listening to them confess their feelings to one another.

Matt drew his head back and kissed Andy on the forehead.

Andy was smiling when he said, "I love you, Matt."

My knees felt weak at Andy's words, and I knew I would collapse soon if I didn't sit. What was wrong with me? Why was I like this all of a sudden?

I did collapse right there against the door. I would have crashed the door open and interrupted the lovers inside if James hadn't caught me in his arms in time.

Out of the blue, he was right there beside me, embracing me. I took the opportunity to be close to him, inhaling his wonderful scent and burying my face against his massive chest. He felt warm and wonderful, and I wanted to stay there in his arms forever.

"What's the matter?" he asked softly. I noted the concern in his voice, and I felt glad he was worried about me. So glad.

I chuckled a little, and with my face still half hidden against his chest, I said, "Nothing."

James glanced at the door. Then, as if he understood what was going on and why I suddenly became like this, he returned his attention to me and stroked my head as if to comfort me.

"Let's get some fresh air," he said.

Some moments later, we were on the hospital rooftop nicely designed like a courtyard for patients and guests to enjoy the sun. There were pots of shrubs and flowerbeds and park-type chairs for people to sit in. The view overlooking Las Vegas was amazing, too. The air was cool and wonderful, brushing and dancing against us. It made me feel at ease.

Both of us standing there made me feel like I was on top of the world. Of course, I found myself in James's arms once again, my face buried against his chest as I felt tears sting my eyes.

James seemed content to just stand there, allowing me to use him as a type of comfort to relieve my emotions.

Why was I feeling this way all of a sudden? Why were tears brewing in my eyes? It was because I was so relieved and happy for my brother. Finally, he had found someone who really cared for him and loved him. Someone who'd always be there for him come hell or high water. Someone who he loved in return, and surely, that was the best feeling in the world.

I raised my eyes to look up at James and felt my heart both full to the rim yet empty at the same time. I loved James, I knew that, but my love was unrequited. That was okay for me, for now at least. It was enough for me to be this close to him, to have him make love to me, to feel him against me and savor the small affection I received from him. Deep down, however, I knew I wanted more, and I wondered if I'd ever get to feel this wonderful thing called love like Andy was experiencing.

I smiled sadly at the thought as I raised myself up and stood on tip-toes. I pleadingly, joyfully offered my face to James. We were close, and I could feel the warmth of his breath fanning my skin. Slowly and eagerly, I searched for his kiss, for his love.

James seemed to understand my wanton desire and chuckled with amusement. Slowly, as though he were savoring the moment, as though he were prolonging the inevitable, he lowered his head toward me.

My lips found his, and I kissed him, slow and soft and gentle, pressing my flesh against his, inhaling his scent and licking his taste. Take me, I said internally. Love me, James. Please love me. I give you all my heart no matter that you're a dark, ruthless billionaire who lives in such a nefarious and dangerous side of the world that everyone deludes themselves into believing doesn't existed. A world where he killed without second thought. A world where his enemies surrounded him, where his life was in constant danger, and where his affection for me would also put my life in danger. I don't care because... because... I love you. I love you... Please... love me back.

Chapter 21

Mystic Spring

Oh fuck! He was getting close. So damn close, and he was so fucking excited. Herbert Weston chuckled in excitement and anticipation as he stared at the one and only restaurant in the town of Mystic Spring.

He inhaled deeply as he tried to calm the thrill that was coursing through his veins. Fuck! He couldn't wait to get a peek at Mia Donovan, his so-called niece. It had taken him two years to track her this far. That was a fucking long time, which of course involved a lot of his effort and time in the process on his part. Not to mention it had broken his marriage as well.

Oh what the fuck! That marriage had already been broken the moment he had proposed to the damn woman who he had never loved anyway.

Herbert had been obsessed the moment he'd first met with Mia Donovan all those years ago, when the girl had been a mere twelve-year-old, after her parents' accident. When he and his ex-wife had first become her and her brother's guardians. Why? Because she looked and acted just like her mother, Rose, the woman he'd never stopped loving. Yes, Rose was his first love and would always be his only love. It was unfortunate she was already engaged to Michael Donovan by the time he'd met with her. She had already been snatched away before he even had the chance.

But not ever again. He was in love with Mia Donovan now, and he wasn't going to lose her like he did Rose.

His thoughts drifted to the girl's glossy dark hair and pale skin. Instantly, he was turned on, and his cock hardened in eagerness.

"Fuck!" he muttered under his breath. "Just a little longer, Mia. Uncle will find you and make you mine."

He had waited for so long, hadn't he? He had touched her, caressed her, and stroked her beautiful, soft young skin. Yet, he could never go any further than that. He had wanted to wait until she was ripe for the picking. He had waited until she was eighteen, and only then, he had promised himself, only then will he fuck her.

But he had been too late. The little slut had run off from home with her brother, Andy, when she turned sixteen. Of course, his ex-wife had known and couldn't even bother to stop them, the stupid bitch. She had known he'd loved Mia and did things to her, but she refused to utter a word, which was a blessing for him.

He closed his eyes and tried to calm down.

A few moments later, he got out of the car and headed into the restaurant. His mission was to find Mia's address, and then...

Oh sweet Jesus, he was going to have the time of his life fucking her to his heart's content. Shit! He hoped she was still a virgin. Then he'd be the first to enter her sweet pussy. He chuckled at the thought as he made his way through the door, his feet light and a big smile plastered on his face.

Part 4: Entwined

Chapter 22

Mia

It was nearly noon by the time I woke up. James had left for work once he'd had his way with me very early this morning. I, on the other hand, was too exhausted from his deep, enthusiastic thrusting to get up for the day. After James had tenderly given me a departing kiss, I eagerly returned to sleep, falling into a deep slumber in an instant.

Now fully awake, I felt cold and empty without the billionaire beside me. It was as if there were something missing in my life. Of course, there was also the fact that I had wanted to talk to him last night. If not before that overwhelming wonderful sex session we'd had, then after. But then again, I had no time before he'd started his seduction, or after for that matter, as by then, I'd been exhausted. The passion between us had really exerted my strength, and I'd fallen asleep as soon as James cradled me in his arms and my eyes were closed.