Dirty Obsession (Dirty 1)

I look deep into Nina’s eyes as she stares at my brother. I see the instant lust and obsession starting in her eyes—the same way it did with me the first time she saw me. She wants him just as badly as she wants me even if she will never admit it. And I can’t stay here and watch her obsession begin. I love my brother. I would do anything for him. But the pain of watching her fall for my brother is too much for me to bear.

I feel my blood rushing fast through my body as my anger and jealousy creep to the surface. I glance down at my shoulder and see that my wound is opening again. I should have it properly looked at and closed. But I won’t. I relish this kind of pain. It will keep me from doing something incredibly stupid.

Nina doesn’t look at me when the blood spills out onto my shirt. She’s too infatuated with my brother and the thought of having sex with him to care about anything else.

I sigh and leave before I have to witness anymore. She’s strong. I know that. But I’m still afraid that her obsession is going to be the end of her.

16

Matteo

I forgot how beautiful Nina really is.

I don’t know how that is possible when she’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. I don’t know what it is about her that makes her seem so beautiful. Is it her piercing brown eyes, luscious red lips, her unbelievable curves, or her legs that go on for days?

Maybe it’s the fierceness in her eyes. The obsessiveness that, when she sets her heart on something, she does everything to make it happen. Even at the expense of herself.

Whatever it is, I can’t believe I forgot. And, now, I’m just as obsessed with her as my brother. He can pretend she’s not all he wants. That he’s just playing along with the game, just like he has with all the ones before. But he’s lying. I know him better than that. I practically am him. So, I definitely know what he’s thinking.

And he already knows what I’m thinking. That’s the problem after doing this six other times. He already knows all my tricks. I’ll have to play this game differently if I want to win.

“I’m Matteo Carini, Arlo’s twin brother,” I say, walking over to Nina and softly kissing her on each cheek. I get hard from just kissing her on the damn cheek. Man, I’m in trouble if this woman can control my dick that easily.

Nina just keeps staring at me, wide-eyed. “Have we met before?” she asks.

I nod. “I was there the night we saved you.”

She frowns but still says, “Thank you.”

I laugh. “I wouldn’t be thanking me yet. If you think my brother is bad, I’m worse.”

She studies me out of the corner of her eye, and I’m not sure she believes me. I thought my scar would make me look like more of a badass than Arlo could ever dream of being. But, apparently, it still isn’t enough. His broodiness makes it impossible for me to compete with him.

I hold out my arm to her, and she apprehensively looks at it.

“Let me give you a tour of our house and where you will be staying.”

She doesn’t put her hand on my arm like I want her to.

“I figured I would be staying in the dungeon again.”

I laugh. “And why would we do that?”

“Because I’m your prisoner, and that’s where you keep prisoners.”

I shrug. “We could, but then we’d have to go down to the dungeons ourselves every time we needed something from you, and that would get tiring. It’s much better if you just stay up here. Don’t you agree?” I say with a sexy grin.

I watch as her cheeks blush just the tiniest bit at the attention I’m giving her.

“You’re right. What was I thinking? I wouldn’t want to inconvenience you when you want to rape me,” she says, every word dripping with sarcasm.

I grin. “Exactly,” I say, liking her spunk. “Now, take my arm so that I can show you around.”

“No, thanks. Arlo already gave me a tour the last time I was here.”

I roll my eyes. “He didn’t show you the good parts. Hold onto my arm or stay here and take your chances with what my father will need from you.”

Disgust and fear cover her gorgeous eyes. And rightly so. If she is smart, she will do everything in her power to stay away from my father. She might hate Arlo and me now, but she’ll learn soon enough that we are the lesser of the evils in this family.