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“For the love of God, Veer. I’m a sister to him. Our relationship is about politics and inheritances, not romance.”

“Maybe you see it that way, but he may not.”

“You are the one who suggested Kevin and I pretend to be a couple. So, if anyone is to blame for this predicament, it’s you. And just for the record, he’s in a relationship with someone else.”

“Who?”

“I can’t tell you.”

“Fine. Keep your secrets, and I’ll keep mine.” He moved past me to a bar cart stationed next to the kitchen island.

He poured himself a finger of cognac and shot it back. “Do you love him?”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“Just answer the question.”

I shook my head at him like he was an idiot. “Of course I do.”

“I see.” A look of devastation passed across Veer’s face.

With a sigh, I approached him, taking the glass and setting it on the cart. I cupped his face in my hand and rested my forehead against his.

“No, you don’t. I love Kevin the way I love Devin, Tyler, and Ashur. Like a brother.”

He pulled back, blowing out a breath of relief. The hurt in his eyes softened but still lingered.

“Jaci. This is tearing us apart. I want to strangle Kevin for having the part of you that I’ll never get.”

Guilt sat heavy in my stomach. I was doing this. Veer was the most confident man I’d ever known, and now I was making him doubt how I felt about him. I knew I should do the unselfish thing and tell him we should end this right now. But I couldn’t do it. Breaking up would mean I’d lose my happily ever after. Who was I kidding? I never had it.

“I’m sorry. I…” He placed a finger to my lips, cutting off my words.

“I know.” He kissed my forehead. “I know.”

He lifted me, bunching my dress up and wrapping my legs around his waist, and sealed our mouths together. Desire ignited throughout my body, heating me from the inside out. We devoured each other, our tongues dueling and playing.

Veer nipped my lower lip as he set me on the island.

“Veer.” I gazed into his eyes.

“Yes.” He pushed me back onto the granite and cupped my breasts in his hands, pinching and rolling the puckered tips.

My core contracted, and a gush of wetness soaked my cleft. I arched into Veer’s delicious touch, and my legs tightened around his waist.

“I want sex.”

He laughed. “Isn’t that what we are doing?”

“No.” I lifted my head to look him in the eyes. “I mean I want you to fuck me. Hard, dirty. No foreplay.”

He paused his kneading of my swollen mounds. “Why?”

“Because I want to feel the delicious sting with each step I take tonight. I want my pussy sore, knowing you’d fucked me so hard with your thick cock that I ached.”

A devilish light entered his eyes, completely replacing the sadness from a moment earlier.

I loved when he was gentle, the lover who put my needs always before his. But there was something about it when it was raw and rough.

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