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I purse my lips. I’m mad at the old man, but he probably thinks everything is fine and that the girls have gone back to college life. I don’t bother saying goodbye to either of my siblings before I start power walking toward the asylum on the west side of campus. I’ll text Landon the coordinates to the cabin before I leave, and that’s all I can do to convince him that he needs to get out of this place. He’ll bring Sophia when he’s ready. Right now, my focus is on rescuing my beauty.
Ready or not, here I come, Isabella.
CHAPTER3
ISABELLA
“You seem really upbeat today,” Olivia says to me, brushing her light blonde hair over her shoulder. She’s soft and sweet and usually optimistic. Since we came back to Hillcrest, though, it’s like a dark cloud is hovering over her at all times.
“Ethan’s going to save me from this place,” I tell her, pulling my cotton candy pink hair up into two ponytails. He better hurry up because my roots are going to start growing out any minute, and I hate that shit. Olivia grimaces at the mention of his name. I know she disapproves, but she won’t say that because she doesn’t want to hurt my feelings. She thinks he’s too rough with me, but the truth is, I wanted him far longer than even I am willing to admit. Olivia and I are the youngest set of Hillcrest twins at 18 and because of that, the older boys and Dad treat us like we don’t know what we want or what we’re feeling. I’m convinced that Ethan and his big fucking ego think that he corrupted me too, but I wanted everything that happened between us. Minus Mom’s freak out when she tried to kill the whole family. That part sucked. I know as soon as Ethan is healed up, he’s going to come find me and break me out of this place. I could probably get out if I wanted to. I have the guards wrapped around my finger. Not because I flirt with them, but because they’re afraid of me. I’m known as the girl who cut her mother’s head off. It packs more punch if I don’t mention that she stabbed the love of my life and if I hadn’t done what I did…he might not still be alive.
I frown at the thought, huffing because I know Dad is second-guessing everything, even though he gave Ethan his approval to keep me. I think after everything with Mom, he realized how society looks at things like brothers and sisters fucking. My eyes shift to my twin sister…and dads and daughters for that matter.
The news stories claimed that our mom thought Dad was cheating on her, had a recurring delusion, and she eventually tried to kill the entire family to punish him. But that isn’t really what happened. She knew about Ethan and me a few days before the event. We didn’t try to hide it. After that first time, we couldn’t get enough of each other. We’re fire on fire, and explosive when we’re together. Ethan isn’t the type to hide any side of himself, not even if it’s frowned upon. He wanted me, and he didn’t care who knew it. He’s not like Landon, tiptoeing around Sophia because he thinks she’s too good for him, so he’s decided he won’t ruin her, but he’ll never allow her the freedom to find someone else. Ethan covets me with an intense possession that I’ll never find with anyone else, and I fucking love that. I want nothing more in this life than to be owned by my big brother.
“I haven’t been able to find out anything about Ethan since he was discharged from the hospital. But the fact that he was well enough to go home is promising,” Olivia says softly. She must be able to see the emotions I’m going through in my expressions. I’d never say it to her face, but her relationship with Dad is why Mom finally snapped. She chalked Ethan and I up to being her two rebel children who were fucking just to spite her. I think she knew it hadn’t gone that far between Landon and Sophia. Last Sophia told me, nothing was happening between them, but it’ll happen. I see the way he looks at her, the way he protects her, the way he absolutely panics when he can’t find her. I feel it in my bones that it was the way Dad was starting to act with Olivia, though, that made Mom realize that the Hillcrest curse is real. He’s enamored by Olivia, and anyone watching him gaze at her would be able to see that.
Especially his wife.
“Have you talked to Dad?” I ask her, snickering when her face pales at the mention of him. He might not have claimed her for his own yet, but I know she felt the tension between them. She might be more innocent than I am, but she’s not stupid. He never stopped Sophia or me from going anywhere, but he kept a tight rein on Olivia. I could say or do whatever I wanted, and it was chalked up tothat’s just Isabella’s smart mouth.Olivia was spanked for talking back to him in a tone he didn’t like on numerous occasions after our 18th birthday, and that’s when Ethan and I started side-eyeing Dad for signs of the curse. If you ask me about it, which no one ever does, I’d say he just gets off on spanking her. I never, even when we were younger, saw him be affectionate toward Mom, and it only came out after the attack that their marriage was an arranged business merger concocted by their fathers a few years before the first set of twins, Ethan and Samuel, were born.
I was never close to Samuel, and he couldn’t have been any more different than Ethan even though they’re twins. He was much closer to Mom than any of us, which is why it surprised me that she attacked him first. While I’ve been in time-out, I’ve been going through the archives and researching our family. The curse goes back several generations, but the incident I looked into the most was that our paternal grandmother was killed by her husband and judging by some of the articles and photos that I uncovered, it was because she had a thing with her brother.
“Don’t wanna talk about him?” I finally ask when Olivia doesn’t bite at my mention of Dad. I smile at her, and she presses her top teeth into her bottom lip like she’s trying to keep herself from saying anything she’ll regret.
“I’ve not heard a word from him. He’s cut us all off, and from the little information I got from the nurse when I called and found out that Ethan was discharged, she said he’d gone off to the cabin he’s building.” She sounds angry, which is weird to me. She’s normally the voice of reason, the one who gives everyone the benefit of the doubt.
“He’ll come back for you, I’m sure of it,” I tell her because I am. “You’re like his perfect little doll,” I assure her, and her head snaps up to look at me like a deer in the headlights.
“How did you know he calls me that?” she asks, and her voice is shaking.
“I didn’t,” I say, shrugging. She looks like a porcelain doll with fair skin and perfect hair. She’s an ice skater, and even though it’s only a hobby for her, she looks so graceful on the ice, and I’ve seen the way Dad’s eyes light up seeing her twirl in those frilly ice-skating dresses she wears.
I know I’ve upset her when she says softly, “I have to go, but I’ll be back in a couple days. I’m still trying to get them to review your case so we can get you out at the end of the month.”
I watch as she walks toward the door and I feel the need to tell her, “I meant what I said, Olivia. He’ll come for you. He’s probably just in his head about it.”
She freezes, her shoulders bunching momentarily before she says with conviction, “I don’t want him to.” The door is loud as it closes behind her, but I don’t buy anything that she said about Dad. She wants him. She’s just mad at him for how he’s handling things right now.
I huff, pushing my light pink ponytails over my shoulders, and let myself out of the visiting room. I’m supposed to go back to my room, but I’m feeling a little stir-crazy right now. I need some stimulation, and I’ve already read anything interesting in the library. I decide to head for the showers in the west wing of the asylum because they’re for staff only, and it’s after hours for them. I’ll be able to have a little fun-time while thinking about my inevitable reunion with Ethan without any rude interruptions.
As I’m walking down the stone corridor, I swear I hear footsteps behind me, but when I look around, no one is there. I stay still, surveying the cool, dark hallway. I should go back to my room because I have the distinct feeling that I’m not alone right now but decide that I’m just so deprived of Ethan that I’m going insane. Either that, or we have ghosts, and that’s not something I want to think about until I’m not in a dark corridor on my own. I pick up my pace and take a sharp left into the shower room. I rifle through the staff’s shower kits looking for some body wash that smells nice. I decide not to turn the lights on because the dim emergency lights in the hallway cast enough of a glow. I know my way around, and I don’t want the hassle of some guard on a power trip annoying me mid-orgasm.
I’m only in the shower for less than a minute, just stepping under the spray when I’m jerked back by my ponytails into a familiar, hard chest. The cool steel of Ethan’s knife is pressed against the sensitive skin of my neck.
“Did you miss me, Beauty?”
CHAPTER4
ETHAN
Iwant to cut my sister so I can taste her blood. It’s been far too long. I knew that the sensation of touching her would be overwhelming, but I didn’t expect my entire body to feel like it’s in overdrive.
“I knew you’d find me.” She’s breathless, and I suspect it has less to do with my knife pressing against her throat and everything to do with the fact that she needs my cock buried deep inside her right now. “This place is literal hell without you, big brother.”
“Has anyone touched you while we’ve been apart?” My fingers let go of her hair just to find the swell of her lower stomach. I can’t decide where I want to touch her first. I need to have my hands on every part of her, but I tease myself by sliding upward and cupping her wet breast in my palm. “I’ll gut every single one of them who’s tried to lay a finger on you.”
“Every man on campus,” she taunts me. “Are you going to go kill them now?” She giggles like the psycho she is, and if I wasn’t already rock hard, I would be just hearing the lilt in her tone. She wiggles her ass against my cock playfully, and I hope that she wants to be brutally fucked because that’s the only setting I have right now. I will take my time and reacquaint my fingers, tongue, and dick with every part of her once I have her out at the cabin, and I can finally relax.
