Page 306 of Tempted By her Daddies

Which meant she sometimes lied to them.

And that was something he should be mad about.

So why wasn’t he?

He wasn’t completely sure. This wasn’t like him. He hated lies and subterfuge. If he’d figured out that she was lying when he first met her, then he would have thrown her to the curb.

So what had changed?

Why did he now not care?

He still hated lies. But he also knew that no matter what she was hiding . . . she would still be his.

Whether she liked it or not.

Salem and Roman wouldn’t agree. They would tell him that a person had a choice. They had to consent.

Alexei was different.

He’d always been different. He’d never claimed anyone as his before because he knew this about himself. Growing up, he’d never had anything of his own.

In the orphanage, he’d had to share everything. Which is why it was surprising that he could share Tamsyn.

But he shared her with two men that also belonged to him.

And once you belonged to him, he didn’t let you go.

The people he claimed were his.

So it didn’t really matter whether she lied about who she was or what she could do . . . she’d still be his.

However he would need to figure out why she was keeping something about her past from them.

Salem and Roman filled her plate up with food.

Hmm. It didn’t seem enough to him.

“Give her more protein,” he said to Roman. “She gets hungry in the night if she doesn’t eat any protein.”

Roman nodded and grabbed a plate of chicken.

“I don’t need anymore,” she said, placing a hand over her plate. “I’ve already got more than I can possibly eat.”

“You don’t have enough green vegetables,” Roman countered. “Salem? Can you grab the bowl of greens?”

“Yes, certainly.” Salem grasped hold of the bowl and spooned some vegetables onto her plate.

She sighed and stared at Alexei, her face clearly pleading for help.

He just grinned at her.

Then she shocked him by flipping him the bird.

Sara gasped. Salem’s mouth dropped open in pure shock while Roman just appeared confused.

Alexei threw back his head and laughed uproariously.

“Uh, Tamsyn, that’s not . . . I mean . . .”

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