Page 29 of Sold to the Devil
“Merlin, Nance, keep it down! Go tell the whole school while you’re at it!” I huff, exasperated by her inability to be discreet.
“Sorry, sorry. But you almost slept with him after he cheated on you. And you're a virgin! You can't let him have you that easily,” she mumbles.
“I know,” I whine.
I put my head in my hands and sigh heavily. I'm angry at myself for letting him get to me like this. For God's sake, as my cousin reminded me, I'm a virgin ! I rub my face in frustration and push my hair back over my shoulders.
“What do I do, Nance? I still have to marry him and give him a child… I’m going to have to give in at some point…”
I finish my sentence, the implication clear. No matter what happens between Mattheo and me, or even our reluctance, we're going to have to sleep together at some point. My cousin sits down next to me, and I rest my head on her shoulder with yet another sigh, letting her gently stroke my hair.
“Well, you told him you could play that game too, didn't you?”
I nod so she adds: “My suggestion? Find a hot guy and get laid.”
My head snaps up as my eyes widen in shock.
Is she joking?
She giggles and shrugs innocently.
“Well, what? You're going to have to lose your virginity if you want to have this child. After everything Mattheo did to you in such a short time, do you really want him to be the one to deflower you?”
I bite my lower lip nervously, wondering if this is a good idea. What if the Dark Mage found out I'd been having an affair with another guy before marrying his son, to whom I'm already engaged? It would probably be considered treason and I'd get killed.
Yeah, that's not really a good idea, huh...
“I can't do this, Nance... He'd kill me,” I sigh, avoiding her gaze.
She immediately understands who I'm talking about and sighs in resignation while nodding her head in agreement. Then her eyebrows furrow as she seems to be thinking intensely about something.
“What if you don't go any further than foreplay? Let the guy give you a few hickeys so Mattheo can see them and realize you won't let him play with you anymore. That should be enough to get back at him. Right?”
My eyebrows raise as I consider her idea. It's not such a bad idea. Mattheo will be pissed, and I'll get my revenge. It's cheating, but less serious than what my fiancé did. The problem is, no one will agree to do such a thing knowing who my fiancé is.
“We'll never find anyone willing to do that,” I finally reply.
“Tom,” she shrugs as if it's obvious.
My eyes widen and my mouth drops open in shock as I stare at her in disbelief.
“You want me to cheat on Mattheo with his own brother?”
“Okay, let's not look at it like that,” she begins in a measured voice. “Just tell yourself you're going to kiss him and let him give you a few hickeys, nothing more. And admit it, he's more likely to stay alive once Mattheo finds out. I mean, he won't kill his own brother.”
I blink, incredulous at her reasoning. Is she serious? Firstly, Mattheo might not kill him, but he'd definitely hurt him for touching me. And second, it would be playing with Tom's feelings for me. She was right: he likes me. The looks he gave me last night at the party and the kiss we shared proved it. He's my friend. I can't do this to him.
Right?
“So what do you think?”
My cousin's voice pulls me out of my thoughts.
I hesitate for a few more seconds before sighing heavily, knowing there is no other solution.
Fucked for fucked…
“All right. We'll ask him if he's up for it. But if he says no, we'll forget it, okay?”
