Torn Between The Carter Brothers

| didn't mean what | just said, about hoping her boyfriend fucks her well tonight. That was the complete

opposite, | wished he didn’t have to touch her at all, but that’s basically unavoidable since they're dating. | was

lying when | told her that | didn’t think about fucking her again after leaving her little apartment last night. It was

actually the complete opposite. | still wanted to fuck her, till this very moment, | went to undress and devoid her

right after she stepped into this room. It’s hilarious that she actually believed when | said | already accepted her

request that we weren't gonna fuck anymore. How can | accept that when she clearly wantstoo? The want is

always thinly veiled in her eyes and that’s probably what was makingdesire her more, the fact that | wasn’t

alone in this state of constant arousal around her. She could barely keep her eyes offtonight and | reveled in

that.

She wantedand... | need to have her again.

One taste isn’t enough. | was convinced that after fucking her one more time, the thirst would finally be

quenched, but that ended up being the complete opposite. | craved for her taste even more and | was going

crazy from that sheer hunger at this point.

| didn’t understand why she was still with Marco if | was being honest. There were a lot of things | could have

said yesterday evening at Gregg’s about her ridiculous relationship with my brother, but | knew she wouldn't

have appreciated it so | ended up deciding against that. | was very certain Marco still wasn’t treating her right, so

why was she still with him?

Of course, | wasn't feeling this way because | wanted her to leave him to cbe with me. | was the last person

who deserved her cause | wasn’t much better than Marco. | wasn’t a good person, and I've done a lot of horrible

things in life. But I've never treated a woman horribly like Marco does Addison. Better to not be in a relationship

at all than to have a girlfriend only to treat her like trash.

Addison undoubtedly deserves someone way better, and hopefully her eyes open sooner than later. But till her

eyes finally opens, | want to keep fucking her till whenever that happens. Perhaps by then, I'd have successfully

quenched this

| wasn’t supposed to want her, but | do and there’s no use denying that anymore. Which is why I'll be working

towards getting what | want, which is her. The last night | had with her back in my apartment was one of the best

nights I've had in ages, and | was yet to stop thinking about that night. Despite having a lot of girls on call after

leaving her apartment last night, | ended up not calling any of them because | didn’t want anyone else. | wanted

only Addison, for now at least, which is why | must have her again.

That was why | asked her to cbe my assistant. | didn’t even need a damn assistant after firing the last one,

but I have this urge to have her aroundwhere | can see her constantly, and seduce her in the process.

The plan was pretty simple. I'll be seducing her once she officially becomes my assistant. That would be the

excuse for us to be in the sspace constantly. | won't be seducing her to try falling forlike | had done

back in ltaly- clearly | failed in that aspect anyway when she easily accepted Marco back. This time, I'll just be

seducing her into begging for my touch and forto fuck her. Since she was the one to put her foot down and

insist that she has a boyfriend who she doesn’t wanna cheat on, | was gonna make her go against her words and

beg forto fuck her until she couldn't think.

Merely thinking about that image was makingstir in my pants and | grinned.

She only needs to accept this job, then the plan would be automatically set in motion.

| wasn’t sad to leave the stripclub tonight. | instantly cover to meet up with a few of my friends, and it was

after my meeting with them was up that | sent for Addison to cover for the interview. Despite what Addison

clearly assumed, | never planned to fuck one of those high level strippers cause again, she was the only one |

was interested in bedding for now.

I slid into my car and pulled the door close, then | pulled into the highway, driving towards my family’s home.

That's a building | hadn't been to in a long ttill that night of my parents‘ anniversary whereby | only went

because | knew Addison would show up. However tonight, | was going cause my mother invitedfor dinner

and | believed that since this inheritance was now tyingwith my horrible family- I mean, now this family

house now belonged toby

inheritance and I don’t plan to take it away from them but | was certain that was why my father didn’t show up

for his own anniversary, his pride wouldn't let him step foot in the house that once belonged to him but was now

mine, and | has a feeling my mother was trying to form a relationship withnow just so that I would go easy

on them when claiming all my inheritance.

But they need not worry, | might hate them, but | wasn’t completely heartless. After all, | plan to leave Marco in

charge of the company for now. All in all, all of this was now connecting us unlike before when nothing connected

us, so even if it was such a hassle, | would have to mingle and associate with them every now and then, that's

the only reason | was heading over there tonight.

Once upon a time, I'd have been super excited at the thought of seeing my mom, after all I loved her very much

till she suddenly changed overnight along with my father, and they ended up pulling Marco down that pathway

as well.

After pulling up in the driveway, | alighted the car and was in the house in no time.

A table was already set, but mother was alone, there was a young, stunning blonde woman seated at her right

hand and | scoffed in irritation because | already had a feeling where tonight's conversation was gonna lead.

As expected, barely two minutes into the dinner, mother cleared her throat and spoke.

“Son, this is Rosalind, she is the daughter of the president of Vans and Heels company. She has two degrees and

has mastered five foreign languages aside from our native Italian language. She is drop dead gorgeous as well.

What do you think of taking her as a wife?”

When I sighed and dropped my fork, she rushed to add. “Of course, you could just start from dating!”

“Stop this, mother. I'll date and marry whoever | want.” | said in a calm voice, and when she tried to argue, |

glared at her till she swallowed her words.

The dinner was awkward as hell. Mother kept talking about how amazing Rosalind was, and when she wasn’t

talking about that, she was urging Rosalind to tell the table about her numerous skills. | was barely listening and

was bored out of my

mind, and so | just kept sipping my drink and waiting for this ordeal to be over.

After the dinner, mother and | were finally alone.

“Don’t pull what you tried tonight again, mother. I'm not Marco who you and father love to control, never forget

that.” | began. “And we're not suddenly on good terms just because I've gotten my birthright. You never cared

about who | dated before, so don’t start acting like you do now. You never used to acknowledge me. before so

don’t start now either.”

My mother got furious as expected. “I'm only doing this for the family’s name! Now that you've gotten the

inheritance, after the public attention fully shifts from your father and brother to you, you'd tarnish the family

nif you don’t do certain things, and...”

I held a hand up, scowling. “Enough, mother!”

She scowled at me, fuming hard. “See? Selfish as usual! You've cheated Marco who definitely deserves a large

cut from the inheritance.” She snapped through gritted

teeth.

| laughed this time, the sound sharp. “You should all be happy I'm this merciful. When you were all in my shoes,

you all readily wroteoff. At least I'm merciful enough to still let Marco keep running the company and also let

him keep a good part of the company shares. So, neither of you should dare push me. The fact that I'm being

this merciful doesn’t mean | can’t take it all away- including this house we're standing in right now, so again...

NEITHER OF YOU SHOULD DARE PUSH ME,”

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