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He lets out a long deep sigh as he thinks about it. He’s never taken money from me before in the past. I’ve been trying to help him get out from under our father for a while, but any time I bring up money, he shuts me down. I’ve never offered this much. He would be a fool to turn it down and he knows it

“Three weeks without sex for five million,” he mumbles to himself before looking up at me. “You got yourself a deal.”

We shake on it, and it takes everything in me not to strangle him. He’s so fucked up by our father's hand that its turned him into this angry man. He trusts no one, is afraid of love, and only thinks about himself.

He believes loving someone is a weakness, but I believe it can give you power. What I feel for Sadie is so freeing, so soul consuming, that I couldn’t imagine my life without her. I refuse to.

I’d never give Sadie up so my brother could have her, but I know he wants her. We all do, and the more he acts like he doesn’t, the more he shows his cards. But in the end the only thing he’s doing is hurting my girl. And that just won't do.

Chapter 25

Sadie

“Sadie, are you okayin there?” Grayson’s voice makes my heart race faster.

Am I okay? Fuck no, I’m not okay. I’m about to have sex with Grayson Taylor, someone I’ve dreamed about doing this with for years.

It doesn’t matter that he’s gotten me off before or that he watched me fuck myself with a dildo. This is him, inside me, making me fall apart around him. The others aren’t here, just us.

“I’ll be out in a minute,” I call back, my nerves obvious in my voice. “Breathe, Sadie. You’ve had sex before, this isn’t a big deal,” I tell myself in the mirror as I lean against the sink. But it is a big deal. Because this isn’t going to be like it was with Raymond, that’s the whole point of me working with these guys.

Since we’ve made this deal, I’ve slowly gotten confident with sexual acts, like fucking around with Declan, but he makes it so easy to be comfortable around him.

Grayson can be kind of intimidating sometimes. But then I remember what it was like when we hung out. How I felt relaxed and at ease.

I can do this.

Fixing my hair again, I make sure the belt on my robe is tied before turning to the door.

I’m only in my bra and underwear because I had no idea what the dress code for something like this is.

When I step outside, Grayson stands up from where he’s been sitting on the bed. “Alright, let’s do this,” I state, going to grab the belt to open my robe.

He grabs my hands with a chuckle. “Slow down there, Pretty Girl.” I stop and look up at him. “Relax. Breathe.”

I nod, taking a few slow breaths. “Sorry, I don’t know what to do. How to start any of this.” I blush, trying to look away, but Grayson grips my chin, keeping my eyes locked on his.

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