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After spending years dealing with sharks in the business world, I’m used to reading my opponent, and although she’s a stranger, I can see she’s genuine in her sympathy. “No, I haven’t had that many crazy attempts in my life, but I have friends and business associates who have. It comes with the money, hence the security.”
“I suppose that’s why your father hired security for me.”
“You didn’t have security before that?” I asked, wanting more about her life before they strolled into the Daniels family.
“Yes, but my mom’s ex-husband did it, so I would behave. Not because he was worried about my safety, but my behavior.”
“Why? Was he worried about you getting wasted at parties?” I wanted to learn more about her without getting too pushy.
“No, he was worried about me giving away my virginity before he could take it.” I stab my knife into the counter, wishing it was that faceless prick’s chest.
“What the fuck? Who is that sick son of a bitch?” I had gone from thinking about forgetting the taboo nature of our connection to wanting to commit a felony in a heartbeat.
“It doesn’t matter. I ran away before anything could happen.”
“When was this?” I questioned.
“Last year.”
“That means you were a minor,” I muttered, wondering how long this fucker had been in her life.
“Yeah, well…I’d rather not talk about it. Um…Are you hungry?”
My father did me a favor and finally called me back, ending our talk. “It’s my father. I need to take this.”
“I’m going to start dinner.”
It was even more wrong to want her. She’d gone through something traumatic, and I was standing here thinking about undressing her and eating her pussy for dinner. Unfortunately, I’d lost my appetite. “I’m not hungry. Enjoy dinner. Goodnight, Summer.”
She sighs and whispers, “Goodnight, Drake.”
Chapter Two
Summer
Wow, what the hell was that? I just spilled my biggest secret to a stranger. A secret that I held back from everyone. Maybe it’s because I didn’t want him to think I was like my mother, going through men like underwear. Drake was the most attractive man I’d ever met. Tall, dark, wavy hair, green eyes, and the perfect swimmer’s body with a little extra muscle that just made my whole being burn with need.
I hated that his father was just the latest dupe in the long list of men for my mother. Her fifth husband in the past ten years, seventh in total, and he wasn’t aware of it.
I had been quiet about it like I’d been with all of them only because I’d seen Drake, and although I liked Mr. Daniels and wanted him to stay away from my mother, I had an instant crush on Drake and wanted to meet him. The more Mr. Daniels spoke about his son, the more invested I became in the younger Daniels.
When I slipped up about my ex-stepfather, his reaction was filled with anger and then disgust. He couldn’t get away from me fast enough. All of this was a mistake.
All of a sudden, I’ve lost my appetite as well. Taking my water, I head upstairs to my bedroom and then change out of my clothes and into my pajamas. I’m about to lay my head on my pillow when my phone rings.
It’s my mother. I suppose she’s taking the time to call me since her new husband is on the phone with Drake. “What’s up?” I answer with a little bit of distaste. She and I have had an extremely strained relationship over the past decade. As she went from husband to husband, I became her little helper, a tool to con husbands, and there’s a part of me that wonders if she knew about her ex-husband and his plans for me.
“What did you tell him?” she hisses into the phone, trying to whisper so he can’t hear her.
“Nothing? Why?”
“You’re supposed to charm him. You’re an adult, and he’s a handsome man.”
“He’s my stepbrother,” I remind her like it even matters to either of us. She’ll be through him within a year, and Drake will never be considered a brother to me. He’s been my dream guy for months.
“Oh, please. He’s not your real brother, and he’s extremely wealthy. Besides, he’s going to ruin everything for me. I’m not pregnant, but Walter is going to find out soon. Do your job, or I’m going to find you a rich husband.”
“Are you crazy?” I screech.
