An Undercover Affair with His Brother - Chapter 3: Chapter 3
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I swallowed my pride and gave in.
For the mission. For justice.
Clenching my jaw, I let my dress slide to the floor. Rising on my toes, I looped my arms around his neck and hitched my legs around Daniel's waist—his body honed to perfection through years of brutal training.
The hard ridges of his abs pressed against me. Even after seeing my share of men, I couldn't help stealing another glance at that sculpted frame.
"Use the blanket. Make it convincing."
I nodded, faking pleasure as I tangled with Daniel under the covers. Nathan and Vivian quickly piled onto the hydraulic bed with us, the four of us now pressed together in a mess of limbs.
The unavoidable contact sent an involuntary shiver down my spine. Daniel, flesh and blood like any man, grew ragged under my touch. His rough palm suddenly gripped the curve of my waist.
To sell it, Daniel flung my lace negligee at Nathan.
Just when we thought we'd pulled it off—
"Toss the blanket!"
The barked order froze us mid-motion. We exchanged glances before looking to Vivian.
She just shrugged, helpless.
No choice. We braced ourselves as the blanket fell away.
"Where's the fun in hiding? Our sweet Vivian likes her games... visible." The man chuckled, yanking a cord.
A black velvet curtain dropped, revealing a wall of horrors—a spiked pleasure rod, syringes thick as arms, bowling pins, a titanium putter, beer bottles...
"Like your presents, little minx?" His gaze locked onto my sister.
Vivian's legs buckled violently before she collapsed to her knees. Her eyes glazed over, fingers slipping between her parted lips.
"Y-yes... Master... pick for me..."
The way her usual innocence shattered in an instant—it felt like a needle driving straight into my heart.
And it only hardened my resolve to burn the Black Lotus Club to the ground.
Daniel's hand pressed reassuringly against my trembling back.
The masked man slid a beer bottle toward Nathan. "You know the drill, brother."
Nathan's temple gleamed with sweat as he took it. Meanwhile, Vivian's eyes lit up with disturbing hunger, spreading her legs eagerly like a dog offered its favorite treat.
Then the man turned to Daniel, gesturing at the wall. "Choose your toy."
Every instrument there promised agony.
Nathan caught my eye for half a second before squaring his shoulders. Playtime was over.
With a grim nod, he turned and lunged at Vivian.
"Time for your punishment, Scarlet Minx!"
For the mission. For justice.
Clenching my jaw, I let my dress slide to the floor. Rising on my toes, I looped my arms around his neck and hitched my legs around Daniel's waist—his body honed to perfection through years of brutal training.
The hard ridges of his abs pressed against me. Even after seeing my share of men, I couldn't help stealing another glance at that sculpted frame.
"Use the blanket. Make it convincing."
I nodded, faking pleasure as I tangled with Daniel under the covers. Nathan and Vivian quickly piled onto the hydraulic bed with us, the four of us now pressed together in a mess of limbs.
The unavoidable contact sent an involuntary shiver down my spine. Daniel, flesh and blood like any man, grew ragged under my touch. His rough palm suddenly gripped the curve of my waist.
To sell it, Daniel flung my lace negligee at Nathan.
Just when we thought we'd pulled it off—
"Toss the blanket!"
The barked order froze us mid-motion. We exchanged glances before looking to Vivian.
She just shrugged, helpless.
No choice. We braced ourselves as the blanket fell away.
"Where's the fun in hiding? Our sweet Vivian likes her games... visible." The man chuckled, yanking a cord.
A black velvet curtain dropped, revealing a wall of horrors—a spiked pleasure rod, syringes thick as arms, bowling pins, a titanium putter, beer bottles...
"Like your presents, little minx?" His gaze locked onto my sister.
Vivian's legs buckled violently before she collapsed to her knees. Her eyes glazed over, fingers slipping between her parted lips.
"Y-yes... Master... pick for me..."
The way her usual innocence shattered in an instant—it felt like a needle driving straight into my heart.
And it only hardened my resolve to burn the Black Lotus Club to the ground.
Daniel's hand pressed reassuringly against my trembling back.
The masked man slid a beer bottle toward Nathan. "You know the drill, brother."
Nathan's temple gleamed with sweat as he took it. Meanwhile, Vivian's eyes lit up with disturbing hunger, spreading her legs eagerly like a dog offered its favorite treat.
Then the man turned to Daniel, gesturing at the wall. "Choose your toy."
Every instrument there promised agony.
Nathan caught my eye for half a second before squaring his shoulders. Playtime was over.
With a grim nod, he turned and lunged at Vivian.
"Time for your punishment, Scarlet Minx!"
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