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“Well, damn. He caught you in the tub? I had no idea my robot of a brother could be that passionate.”
I blush and nod.
“Damn, so why the hell isn’t he trying to sext you, or you know, have full-blown phone sex? Do you think he’s avoiding you because despite everything he says, he doesn’t want to use you? Maybe he grew a conscience over there.”
I smile, I can’t help it. Luce always wants to believe in the good in people, and though he’s the first to admit that his brother isn’t perfect, Alexander is still the person he looks up to the most. “That makes no sense. He was very clear on the terms when we got married. He’s a bit nicer now, but he still doesn’t hesitate to remind me that he owns me.”
Lucian shakes his head. “Alec isn’t as ruthless as he thinks he is. I bet you’ve shaken him already. No one has ever triggered his protective instinct like you always have, even when we were younger. He could have easily waited a couple of weeks or months to formally marry you, but he locked you in the second he could. It’s not like you’d have ran off with his money and refused to meet the terms on your end, yet he refused to wait. Alec isneverimpulsive, but he wanted you. I doubt he even realizes it himself.”
I look up at Lucian in surprise, scared to even believe his words. “He told me he needed to marry anyway, that your grandfather requires it before letting him take his seat on the board. He told me not to expect much, and not to expect romance. That he only married me for convenience.”
Lucian nods. “That’s true, I’m sure part of it was convenience for him. But do you really think my brother would marry anyone just for that reason? He wouldn’t have married you if there was no way to make things work between you two, but he probably doesn’t want to acknowledge to himself that he feels that way. Besides, he has a few more months until my grandfather retires. He didn’t really need to rush into marrying you. He could’ve waited until your wedding ceremony, but he didn’t.”
I frown, lost in thought. “He was fulfilling his end of the bargain by taking care of my mother’s bills, by taking me in. It does make sense that he’d want me to fulfil my promises too. I think signing the marriage papers was really just another contract to him.”
Lucian thinks over my words, neither of us able to figure out Alexander’s behavior. “You know what you need?” he asks. I shake my head, too scared of what kind of nonsense might come out of his mouth this time.
“Something sexy.”
I roll my eyes. “That’s your plan? Your mother’s stylist already took care of all that. Every single one of my nighties is sexier than anything I’ve ever worn.”
Luce ponders my words and shakes his head. “No. You need something sexier than that. I’m dead serious when I tell you that the way to his heart is through his dick. Come on, we’re going shopping.”
Luce grabs my hand and drags me to the closest lingerie store, and I know I’m in a whole world of trouble.
Chapter 30
Alexander
I watch Elena interact with my brother over dinner, both of them giggling and making inside jokes. One week. I was gone for one week, and I come back to my wife and brother being two peas in a pod.
I haven’t forgotten that Lucian wanted to marry her in my stead. It’s obvious he loves her. Maybe I was selfish when I told her to marry me. I rushed into it when I realized that my usual jokester of a brother wanted her. The guy who was never serious about anything was willing to spend the rest of his life with her. I took her away before he even had a chance.
I watch her giggle at something he said, and my whole body just screamsMine. The need to claim her as my own is unreal, and something I’ve never experienced before, not even with my ex-girlfriends. Not even with Jennifer. I don’t understand where it comes from. Maybe it’s just because Elena is my wife, and as mywife, she’s supposed to be mine. Maybe it’s simply because I own her, and I’ve never liked sharing my things. Whatever it is, I don’t like it.
I take her in, and the way my heartbeat quickens irritates me. She’s wearing a tight white dress today and her beautiful eyes are glowing. She’s curled her hair, and it falls in big loose waves around her face. She looks like a beautiful mermaid or something, a siren. All I can think about is how those curls are going to look on my pillows tonight. No, there’s no way I could let her go.
My phone buzzes and my mood drops even further when I realize that it’s another text message from Jennifer.
Jen:Please, Alec. I just want to talk. The way we left things… neither one of us got closure.
Closure? Yeah, I do have countless questions. But getting answers to those won’t undo the pain she inflicted. It won’t take away that she cheated on me. I lock my phone and slip it into my pocket, feeling torn. Part of me wants to take her up on her offer totalk. I want to know why she did what she did, but another part of me takes great pleasure in ignoring her. Jenniferhatesbeing ignored, and it must be driving her insane.
My brother grins at me, and I realize he must’ve said something. I hate that his face annoys me these days. I love my brother to bits, but I hate having him around my wife. Elena seems to bask in his attention. If I were to stay away longer, would she stray like Jennifer did? Would she leave me for my own brother?
“What?” I snap.
Lucian groans, annoyed that he’s got to repeat himself. “I said, don’t you think Elena looks beautiful today? I picked her entire outfit. Top to bottom.”
I give her a once over, and her cheeks redden slightly. “Entire outfit? Isn’t it just a dress? It’s beautiful, by the way.”
Elena’s smile drops, and I realize I complimented her dress, but not her. Rookie mistake. “You’re gorgeous, Buttercup. As always.” Some of the frost in her eyes melts, and she smiles at me, making my heart beat just a little quicker.
“Yes, her entire outfit. What, did you think she was naked underneath?” Lucian says, and my mother coughs, sending him a warning look at the same time that Elena hits his arm, her entire body tensing. I’m tempted to pull my brother over the table and demand clarification on his statement.
“Are you trying to tell me you picked out Elena’s lingerie?” I ask him, staring him down. My voice sounds harsher than I intended it to, and I watch his eyes widen slightly. I can tell he didn’t expect me to react as strongly as I did, and he doesn’t answer my question. I look at my wife instead. “Elena?” I ask. She doesn’t reply either and looks down at her plate. It’s like I’m back in the past, the two of them putting up a united front against me. Except this time, Elena should have been on my side.
I drop my cutlery and let it clatter onto my plate loudly. I sit back, folding my arms over my chest. I see Elena and Lucian glance at each other, both looking panicked, and I have my answer.
