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My breath caught in my throat as I gasped.

“You can’t do that. I’m Angelo’s future wife.”

I reminded him—or maybe reminded myself. At this moment, I wasn’t even sure.He tilted his head to the side, like the psychopath he was.

“You want to see how much I fucking care?” he chuckled darkly, shaking his head. “Because if I cared even a little bit, I wouldn’t know what your naked body looks like or how sweet you scream my name when I’m deep inside you, princess.”

His cruel words hit me like a slap. My whole face turned red, his vulgar statement still echoing in my mind.

This wasn’t going to end well—not with him.

Not when my whole body burned with need for him, not disgust.

I should be disgusted—by God, I should be. Disgusted by him. By myself. I want to yell, punch him, send him straight to hell if that were possible.

I ripped myself away from him, walking toward the car to avoid any more trouble.

Maddox was following me again. I heard his footsteps, felt his cologne chasing me like a nightmare. A wet nightmare.

I climbed into the car, slamming the door behind me. Maddox followed, driving off without a word. The drive was short, but it still felt like a punishment—trapped with him, unable to escape.

As soon as the car stopped in front of the mansion, I didn’t wait for him to open the door. I threw it open, slamming it behind me as I walked quickly toward the house.

“Don’t walk away from me, Allyn,” his deep voice called from behind me. I rolled my eyes.

“Don’t tell me what the fuck to do,” I yelled, turning to face him. “You don’t own me, Maddox. Get it in your goddamn head.”

My words made him stop cold, like I’d slapped him or caught him off guard. His face shifted with surprise, but that only fueled me. I closed the gap between us, standing right in front of him.

“Do I need to fuck Angelo in front of you to make you get it?” He just stared, stunned, while I was a full-blown hurricane of emotions. “I’m not one of your whores, Maddox, so stop acting like you own me.”

My voice cracked, and I hated it. Hated that he could bring out that side of me.

And more than anything, I hate that I’m lying right now. I don’t mind him owning me. Goddamn it, I’d even choose him owning me over Angelo. That’s how fucked up I am.

But the reality is different.

What happened between us was a mistake—a moment of lust. He proved it every single time by running off right after he was done with me.

Sneaking around with a man behind Angelo’s back is one thing, but doing it with his brother?

That’s too low, even for me.And yet, I’ve done it more than once.

And the worst part is that I don’t regret it.My only regret is how much I still want Maddox, even after everything. Even after he showed me his true side.

I still want him.

Maddox remained silent, but he didn’t need to say a word. Everything was already clear.

I turned my back to him, heading into the house.

He’s nothing to me. He could never be.

Then why does it feel like something inside me just broke when I left him standing out there alone?

CHAPTER30

ALLYN

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