Corey pushed past me and peered into the shelves while I brawled with his brother.
“The clothes her mom bought her aren’t any better,” said Corey in a pitying tone. “Tell me, Milla. Why do you still dress like a middle-schooler?”
“It’s all t-shirts and goofy hoodies,” said Caleb, looking annoyed. “And where the hell did you get these skirts? Were they bequeathed to you by your grandmother?”
Corey laughed loudly at the annoyed look on my face.
“We’ve got to take you shopping,” said Caleb.
“Why?” I asked. “You guys hate me. You should be happy I look so crappy and unfashionable.”
Caleb and Corey turned toward me, their gazes drinking in the sight of my body covered in a towel. They both licked the corners of their lips in an identical gesture.
“We hate you, sweetheart,” said Corey with a nod and a grin. “But you’re our sister now. We can’t let you look like a hobo chick while we’re rocking our goods. Makes us look bad, you know?”
“I’m not your sister,” I said through clenched teeth. “I’m your nothing!”
Their gazes darkened immediately and I knew I’d touched a nerve. Panic surged through me, knowing if they got angry, they’d hurt me again.
“Are you unhappy with us, Milla?” Corey asked in a deceptively soft voice.
“If you are, tell the truth to your mom,” said Caleb. “Get her the fuck out of our dad’s life.”
“Why do you hate my mom?” I asked. “She’s done nothing against you. And, she never will.”
“Why should we believe you?” Caleb asked. “We still can’t believe you pretended not to know we’re his sons when he’s been dating your mom for eight fucking years.”
A wry chuckle escaped me. “You guys are so full of yourselves. Do you think every girl in the world belongs in your fan club? Reality check coming up!” I leaned toward them with a hand on my hip. “They’re not! I’m too busy working and keeping up my grades to bother with spoiled Elite boys like you guys.”
“You didn’t look into the guy dating your mom?” Corey asked. “You want us to believe that?”
“Mom has always been happy with Brian,” I said. “There was never any reason for me to pry into his private life. Maybe the reason he’s never talked about his sons is that he’s ashamed of you all! He’s your dad. He knows you better than anyone. I’m no longer surprised he’s kept quiet about you guys until now.”
Like a lightning strike, Caleb was before me, his fingers coiling around my throat.
Fear surged through me, drowning the hateful words on my lips.
His fingers tightened, cutting off my air supply. My lips parted, trying to suck in air.
“You should know your place,” Caleb growled.
“Let...go!” I managed to say through the choking hold. My nails scraped against his wrist but he didn’t loosen his grip.
I looked toward Corey and silently pleaded with him. He stayed quiet, not interfering with his brother.
An intense throb suddenly flared deep in my belly.
My head felt dizzy and I was about to pass out but my body was reacting weirdly. I was turned on.
What were they doing to me? How could something so torturous arouse me this way? Was I always this fucked up?
“Caleb,” Corey’s grim voice sounded close to me but I couldn’t see him clearly through my hazy vision. “That’s enough.”
A heartbeat later, Caleb’s hold loosened.
Air rushed into my lungs, making me cough badly. I held my burning throat, hating the feeling, but my pussy still tingled. How could I want sex when barely an hour passed since Corey was inside me?
Their cruelty was turning me insane. That was the only explanation I could come up with.