Page 144 of Brutal Callous Heir


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I’m in my sister’s fucking bed.

Do not do something you’ll regret.

“What are you doing here, Theo? You’re meant to be with—”

“She’s passed out in your bed, she’s okay.”

“So you thought it would be a good idea to sneak in here and do what exactly?”

“Didn’t have any plans,” I confess.

“Liar,” she warns.

“Been called worse, sunshine.”

“Most recently by me.” She smiles up at me, her eyes twinkling in the moonlight with mischief.

“Yeah, although I quite like your insults.”

“Weirdo,” she mutters with a smirk.

“That the best you can do, sunshine? You’re losing your edge.”

“I was asleep,” she argues.

“You were, and now here you are wrapped around me like a blanket.”

“Complaining?” she asks.

I roll my hips, making her gasp.

“I’m not fucking you in your sister’s bed, Teddy. You can get that out of your head right now.”

“I know,” I say, moving close enough that our lips brush.

“What are you doing then?” she whispers, her brows pinched as she stares into my eyes.

“I don’t know,” I confess honestly. “I’ve no idea what I’m doing. All I know is that I don’t want to stop.”

Sliding my hand down her thigh, I grip her arse and drag her even closer. If it’s even possible.

“Talk to me. I know it’s killing you not to do anything.”

“I can’t, Raine. Everything I know, everything I’ve done. I can’t tangle you up in it.”

She nods, understanding.“Will you tell me about your mum?”

A pained sigh falls from my lips.“I don’t think I ever got to discover the woman she really was. By the time I was old enough to remember anything, Dad had got his claws into her.”

I swallow thickly, desperate to keep all this inside but also feeling this weird need to confide in her.

“I’ve no idea when she started taking antidepressants, but from as early as I can remember she had a cocktail of drugs.

“I thought she was sick. Someone at school lost their dad to cancer when we were in primary school, and I was convinced that was going to happen to me as well. I was terrified she was going to die and leave us alone with Dad.

“He was always so cold, so angry. Life was always better when he was gone, and the thought of him being our only parent was horrifying.Millie was so young. She needed Mum. I knew I was too young to give her what she needed.

“Every day I made sure Mum took those pills. I had no idea what was wrong with her, but I knew she needed them to keep her with us.”

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