Page 161 of She will Always be Mine

Closing the gap between us, I rip her hand away and stand between them. She stumbles back and stares at me in offense while I glare and claim, “He’s mine.”

She appears shocked and stammers, “Isn’t he your cousin?”

Hands circle my waist and pull me flush against a hard chest. His hard cock presses between my ass cheeks, betraying he’s turned on by my jealousy. Confidence and possessiveness flare deep inside me and I lean against him.

The old me would have cowered in fear and shame. But now, I boldly hold the girl’s stare and reply with a smirk, “Like I said, he’smine. Don’t ever come near him again.”

I don’t get to see her reaction before I’m flipped around. The next thing I knew, my back is roughly shoved against the wall and fingers circle my throat in a vicious grip. Pitch-black eyes burning with primal desire clash with mine.

Hungry lips bite my bottom one and pull before releasing it. “Fuck, baby.” Riaan growls. “I should make you jealous more often.”

“Only if you want me to do the same,” I threaten, and he squeezes my neck in warning.

“Brat,” he scolds, and I smirk. “I’m constantly jealous of every man that stares at you. Be glad I don’t keep you locked away.”

Fucked-up butterflies take flight in my belly at his raw threat. I want to blame my body’s reaction on the vodka I drank but nah, it’s all him. When an arrogant smirk tugs at his tempting lips, I ache to lean closer and taste him, but he teases me by pulling away.

“Kiss me, Riaan.”

“Ask nicely.”

“Please.”

His mouth descends on mine and I slide my fingers into his hair to pull him even closer. When I lick the seam of his lips and suck his tongue greedily, he groans and yanks my right leg around his waist.

The kiss turning ravenous and messy while his hips grind against mine. I bite his lip and he punishes me by pinching my nipple until I cry out.

He swallows the sound and tilts my head to control the kiss as he ravages my mouth.

I whimper in desperation when he pulls away all too soon; his weight the only thing keeping me from falling. Tilting my chin, he whispers against my swollen lips, “Dance with me, baby.”

Just then, the crowd cheers loudly as the singing duo steps on the stage. Riaan grabs my hand, pushes us to the front, and cages me in his arms from behind.

The energy in the air shifts when Kadin yells and his brother, Kieran, strings a chord on his guitar that makes everyone lose it.

The girls in the arena go ballistic, shouting their names in awe and lust. With Kieran’s quiet intensity and Kadin’s bad-boy charm, anybody would fall for the singing duo. I breathlessly wait for them to sing while surrounded by Riaan.

The familiar beat of one of their songs fills the air followed by Kieran’s soulful voice.

The crowd screams and so do I.

I throw my arms up to the sky and dance to the music, feeling hypnotized. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt. Almost like I’m taken to another dimension. Riaan’s arm circles my waist and tilting my head toward his, I wrap mine around the back of his neck.

He stares down at me tenderly and wildly until I’m lost in his gaze.

My heart thuds violently behind my ribs knowing I found someone who makes me forget about the world around me.

I sigh when he leans down and places a soft kiss on my collarbone.

His breath teases my ear as he murmurs, “I love you, baby.”

His thumb traces my lips as I mouth the words back.

Kieran’s voice is replaced by Kadin’s raw and husky one. The lyrics to their song is raw, sensual, and wicked. It’s my favorite song because they remind me of my tumultuous and forbidden love—the kind of love that blossoms in the dark corners of our hearts.

Riaan rests his chin atop my head, our hands intertwined and resting around my waist while we sway to the music. For a moment, I forget all my worries, my tormentor lurking in the shadow, and the uncertainty of our future.

As long as we’re together, no one can touch us.

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