“We don’t believe you, sugar,” said Caleb in a cold tone.
“Fine! Then, we have nothing to talk about,” I shouted, turning away to walk out of the room.
Before I could cross the threshold, the door was snapped shut in my face. Corey towered over me, his green eyes glittering menacingly. “We’re not done with you, princess.”
His voice was thick with danger and seduction. A thrill shot through me, warning me immediately.
Corey stepped closer to me, so close I could feel his warm breath fanning my face. Leaning down, he captured my lips.
A spark shot through me as our lips connected. Desire collided with anger. How could he kiss me after treating me like crap?
Placing my hands on his broad, hard chest, I shoved him back. The impact merely broke the kiss but wasn’t enough to get him away from me.
“We can’t do this anymore,” I said, stepping backward, only to collide with Caleb’s body.
“Why not, sugar?” Corey whispered, invading my space. His finger hooked under my chin, forcing me to look up at him. “Nothing’s changed between us.”
My eyes widened as he grinned wickedly.
“Our parents are married,” I said as Caleb’s arm snaked around my waist from behind, pulling me against him. “We can’t do this. It’s wrong!”
“What’s wrong is you’re playing too hard to get,” Caleb whispered in my ear. His hips thrust against the small of my back, showing me how hard he was beneath his slacks.
I pushed Corey away as he leaned down to kiss me again.
“Please, stop this!” I cried out. “Let me go.”
Noah moved toward the door and latched it shut. He turned around, watching me with an icy gaze.
“We’re never letting you go, Milla.” The sheer determination in his voice scared me. For the first time since meeting them, I realized the Amhurst brothers were going to show me their true faces.
12
Camilla
Corey’s arm wound around my waist, pulling me against him as he forcibly crashed his lips against mine. I fought against him, my fists beating against his bulging biceps, but my efforts had absolutely no effect on him.
He held onto me with an iron will, his tongue pushing deep inside my mouth. While I struggled against him, I felt someone lowering the zipper on the back of my dress.
A cool draft skimmed along the naked skin of my back, making me shiver. Next moment, I felt someone’s heated touch along my shoulders.
Even though I was locked in a kiss with Corey, I could tell it was Caleb who was sliding my dress off my shoulders.
I wanted to fight him off too, but all my strength seemed to have waned on fighting against Corey.
Tears seeped through my lashes as pain and rage flared inside me.
How could they gang up on me like this? They were so good to me only a few days ago! What changed to make them suddenly hate me this way?
I felt the dress pool around my feet. Caleb’s palm felt hot against my navel as his hands roamed all over my body, coming up to cup my breasts.
I’d craved their touch from the moment they held me last night. My body shivered and trembled from Corey’s kiss and Caleb’s hands stroking me.
My mind screamed for them to stop though. I liked them but I didn’t want them touching me so intimately when all I could feel was their hatred.
I barely controlled the moan that escaped me when Caleb’s hand entered my panties.No, I screamed silently, unable to take his invasive touches on my body anymore.
I bit Corey’s tongue and renewed my struggles, finally managing to push him off me.