Page 26 of Something Old

My eyes narrow towards him. This is not the reaction I was expecting. He doesn’tseemangry.

“Wait - did you - did youknow?” the words spill from my mouth in disbelief.

He doesn’t reply.

“Masaccio, did youknowyour brother was in here with me?” I ask again, more anger than fear now.

He shrugs.

He fuckingshrugs.And suddenly I am so angry that I want to tear his skin off.

“You sent your brother in here? You planned this? What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Tears are streaming down my cheeks. “Were you testing me? What kind of sick and fucked up game is this?” I can’t stop shouting.

“Stop shouting. Calm the fuck down.” He snaps.

“I won’t calm down. How dare you tell me to calm down after sending your brother into my room—” I don’t even know what to say. I don’t understand what is going on.

Why the hell is he looking at me like that?

Mas steps closer to me and reaches out to grab my nightie.

He yanks it out of my hands and tosses it to the floor.

“So, you know me so well that you could tell the difference between me and my identical brother? My father took years to tell us apart, but you can tell the difference?”

I step away from him, covering my body with my hands self-consciously.

“I —I know you, Mas. Because you are the one I’m—” I swallow hard. He’s the one I fell in love with. Of course, I know him.

“I’m the one you want.” He takes another step towards me and his body presses against mine.

I can feel his cock. Rigid. Bulging against his pants.

“I’m the one you want.” He repeats, deeper, a growl that rumbles from his chest and vibrate against me.

“Y—yes.” I stammer.

He lifts me off the floor, onto the dresser, pressing his hips between my legs and forcing them open.

He grabs my neck and pulls my mouth against his, kissing me hard.

Instantly my body lights with electricity.

This is how I knew.

This feeling.

This intensity.

This is what was missing.

My breath catches in my throat as Mas pulls his shirt off and yanks his pants open while he continues to kiss me.

Then, standing naked in front of me, he leans back to let his eyes roam my body.

“You are beautiful, Leora.”

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