"If anyone asks, you got mugged," I tell her carelessly. "Someone with a knife. Leave your phone and purse here. You know, to cover up the tracks."
Shakily, she hands over her stuff, and I accept it. I'm so fucking turned on my cock feels like a hammer straining against my jeans.
"You should really get that cut looked at." I smirk at Dove. "It looks real fucking bad."
"You're a monster." The words fall from her lips in a whisper.
"And you're only realizing that now?" I smirk. "Stupid little bird..."
She heads for the door, her shoulders slumped, still bleeding. With her hand on the door handle, she turns back to face me. I'm expecting an insult, something to make her feel like she's the one who holds the power here. And boy, does my little bird deliver.
"Your stepsister is fucking your twin," she says. "He's at her house now."
Dove leaves quietly, shutting the door behind her. All that's left now is the bloody knife and the scarlet trail leading to the door. And my own fucking rage, threatening to boil over as I turn the words over and over in my head.
I'm going to fucking kill Kade.16JuneI run after the twins, holding a shaking hand before my mouth, and screaming my head off, because I have no idea what else to do. Parker has throttled Kade and is sitting on top of him and holding his throat in such a tight grip I’m scared he’ll cut off his supply of air. I stumble forward and try to pull Parker off his brother.
“Parker, stop!” I yell at him, but I can tell he’s completely out of it. All he can think of is hurting the man beneath him, his own twin. But as I look at Kade on the floor, I can immediately tell he’s not fighting back. He could push Parker off easily, I’m sure of it—even though they’re twins, Kade’s build is more muscular, stronger.
“Kade,” I whisper. He doesn’t respond, but his face is turning a strange blue color. “Kade!” I yell louder, and finally his gaze stops on my eyes. I see so much there it chokes me up. This man just admitted he loved me, took my virginity, and is now being strangled by his twin brother. I’m so scared for both of them, my heart thumping wildly in my chest. Finally, Kade pushes Parker off.
Parker stumbles, and Kade coughs and coughs and coughs. And I just stand there, hyperventilating, feeling useless. In a moment of clarity, I rush toward Kade, cradling him in my arms.
“Are you okay?” I whisper, and I’m shaking again. He nods, but he won’t look at me. Won’t talk to me. “What the hell?” I scream in Parker’s general direction. He smirks at me as I focus on Kade, but neither of them meets my eye.
“What is this all about?” I demand, feeling shocked and confused. In all the time I’ve known them, I’ve never seen Parker and Kade fight.
“Tell her, Kade,” Parker says viciously, and Kade tenses in my arms.
“Tell me what?” I want to know.
“It’s nothing,” Kade murmurs.
“Then you don’t mind if I tell her?” Parker taunts him, and like a shooting arrow, Kade bursts from my embrace and tackles his brother. He’s got him in a grip, but as if he changed his mind suddenly, he lets go and steps to the side. “Coward,” Parker spits out.
My heart is going crazy, pounding against my rib cage.
Beat.
Beat.
Beat.
“Tell me what?” I repeat again, but this time, my voice shakes. Because this time, I’m pretty sure it won’t end well, and I'm going to find out something I don't particularly want to know.
“Kade wanted to seduce you to get the family money,” Parker says, his voice dripping with venom. “I tried to stop him, but he never told me you two… were fucking each other.”
My jaw drops and I just stare at my other stepbrother. “What do you mean?” I ask, my voice trembling.
“He wants the inheritance,” Parker explains. “He thinks it should be ours, too. So he decided the best way to get it was to get you.”
I’m going to break. I'm going to fall apart right the fuck now, and the one person I want to go to is Kade—the twin who has betrayed me.
“It is what it is, June.” Parker sighs, and finally, I look at Kade. "Ask him if you don't believe me."
I look at the man I’ve loved since I was a child, the man who just took my virginity and in the same breath, admitted he loved me too. I was too weak to say it, but I felt the same at that moment. But now?
Now it feels like I’m breaking.
Falling.
Crashing.
“Get out,” I whisper. "Get out of my house."
“June…” Kade reaches for me.
“Get out, now,” I say softly.
I think what hurts the most is that I’m not even able to scream at him. I can’t raise my voice, because it hurts so bad I think I will break down if I so much as look at him. But I’m wrong because I experience a whole new level of pain when he walks away. Kade doesn’t stop to comfort me. Doesn’t think to apologize. He doesn't even look at me.