Page 130 of She will Always be Mine

Another reason my nerves are all frayed is because of my plans after dinner.

I’ll be sneaking into Zain’s room to search for those photos and videos he’s been blackmailing me with.

Despite having his own place, he still spends most of his time at Uncle’s house. Since he and Riaan are hardly on speaking terms, I don’t expect him to be here.

Slipping away from Riaan will be hard enough, I certainly don’t want to fend off both brothers together.

Things have been quiet since the last text and since I became so consumed by Riaan, I almost forgot them. I let my guard down when I can’t afford to make that mistake.

Especially after he made sure I knew he’s aware I’ve returned. He always attacks when my life becomes smooth sailing. I know of his intentions but I haven’t been able to figure out is his game.

Some days he torments me constantly.

While other days, he’ll go completely silent. Like a ghost.

It makes him scary because he’s unpredictable.

All day, I tried to take my mind off tonight by spending it with Monica. I went to her place instead of inviting her here because one glance around the apartment, she’ll know I’m not living alone. She’ll bombard me with questions I won’t have the answers to.

Luckily, it’s easy distracting her so I suggested shopping and eating lunch at the mall and that’s how we enjoyed our day. I always thought I was a shopaholic but she takes the cake because every store we went to, she didn’t come out without purchasing something. Good thing she can afford it.

Somewhere around five-thirty, I return home while carrying my shopping bags. I honestly can’t wait to try everything on again, especially the sexy Victoria’s Secret lingerie I bought.

I’m fumbling while searching for the keys in my purse when the front door slides open and I meet Riaan’s cool gaze.

“You’re back early,” I state as he steps aside to let me in.

Eyeing my bags, he mocks, “You planning on a vacation?”

“I didn’t shop that much,” I reply with a roll of my eyes.

“You’re carrying eight bags, baby.”

“Keep teasing and I won’t let you see what I bought,” I warn and drop my voice seductively. “I’ll give you a hint. It’s something you’ll definitely wanna rip off me.”

My ass stings when he smacks it and lifts me around the waist, the bags hitting the ground. Biting my earlobe, he playfully growls, “If we didn’t have to go to my parents’ place, you’d be dressing up for me right after I spanked the sass out of you.”

Thrill courses through my body and I smile at the vision he paints.

Lowering me to the ground, he twists me to face him and I lock my arms around his neck. Rising onto my toes, I kiss his stern lips and ask after pulling back, “How was your day?”

I frown when his fingers tighten on my waist before they relax as he casually answers, “Same old, same old. Though, I was more eager to get back. I like coming home to you, baby.”

“Me too.” A wide grin plays on my face at his confession.

“Get dressed or we’ll be late.”

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The car slows to a stop outside my uncle’s house.

It’s still as pretty and huge as I remember but the last memory is painful. With it, returns my nerves. Though, I’m relieved when I don’t see Zain’s car in the open garage. One thing I don’t need to worry about tonight.

Riaan’s strong and reassuring hand slides onto my thigh and he squeezes. I turn to him watching me intensely and protectively. He looks sexy and ripped dressed in a simple black T-shirt and jeans that mold to his strong thighs.

I was drooling when I saw what he was wearing. I wish he would wear this often because it takes away some of his hard edges.

“Does Auntie know everything about that night?” I ask, wanting to know.

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