Obsessed With My Husband's Step-brother - Chapter 77: Chapter 77

LEILANI.
I pulled at it and realized it led down some sleek, glistening stairs with grey walls and onyx black marble steps. The dark color reminded me of Adonis’ eyes. Something flipped in my belly and I shook my head slightly. I’m very mad at him and not even his sinful seduction could make me ignore this act of utter disrespect.
How could he take me somewhere strange without my permission?
I placed my foot on the cold hard surface and moved down the closed stairs, feeling my ass and cleavage bounce out in the cool air, perfectly exposed by the tiny piece of clothing I had on. I took a turn to meet more steps and followed it down and soon, I reached the living area.
It was spacious, beautiful, and very masculine and it was all dark grey colors, whites, and onyx black encased by glistening glass walls. My eyes did a clean sweep of the space, the décor and all the other stuff present a blur in my sight while I searched for a certain dark-eyed Adonis, towering, massive, and ripped.
But he was not in here.
What caught my eyes, however, was the shiny white Lamborghini staring coolly at me from some sort of glass wall at an elevated part of the area. I was not so good with cars, but I simply assumed it was a Lambo. I took a step towards it curiously, wondering if it was some kind of private showroom? I shouldn’t be surprised, he likes cars after all.
But where could he be?
I placed my hand on my hips, letting out a small sigh. What if it wasn’t Adonis who brought me here? A wicked thought slithered through my mind. The pit of my belly went cold as I pondered more on that possibility. I had blindly assumed it was Adonis who brought me here when it could as well be some random freak.
But I was with Adonis the entire night, last night… at least until I suddenly fell asleep in the kitchen. And this beautiful place looked like the exact kind of place he would like. With all the sleek monochromes, Lamborghini, and privacy. And I guessed watching me sleep naked in his large bed and then dressing me up in some tiny sexy piece of clothing was something he could do without giving a fuck about anything else.
Besides, I highly doubt that some asshole would break into the house and abduct me without Adonis knocking the asshole's teeth off.
I was still mildly freaking out on myself when I finally heard a thump from behind a dark door in a far end. I paused, staring at it for a moment before I finally moved towards it and pushed it open.
It was a gym. And Adonis was working out.
My mouth fell slightly open, eyes dilating. He was lifting some weights in light-colored spandex sweats that stretched over his impressive, toned biceps with matching sports pants encasing his strong long legs. His damp dark hair was plastered over his forehead as a light trail of sweat rolled further down across his hairline with each huffed breath.
I have never really seen him move that powerful body of his in the gym and oh holy Mary, watching him was like live porn with clothes on.
Damn.
I felt my skin getting heated already as a sharp sensation tugged at my ovaries. I could not even bear to imagine the number of women that would be all over him at the gym where he regularly worked out back in the city.
“Why the fuck are you just standing there ogling him when you should be absolutely furious, Leila?!” My conscience hissed at me and I snapped out of it, clenching my fist as I walked in, letting the door close with a push and a slam.
He looked in the direction of the loud sound and his dark eyes fell on me.
“What the fuck is going on here?” I asked in a firm, straight-to-business tone, stopping a safe distance in front of him and making sure I looked very, very mad. Even though my pulse was tripping from being alone with him half-naked with him big, sweaty, and pumped with work-out testosterone.
He stared at me for a moment, before he placed the weight back in its place and got up to his feet, straightening to his towering height as he turned to fully face me. I realized the zip of his sweats were completely undone and his laddered chest and abs glistened invitingly within.
My throat dried.
Flashbacks from last night suddenly filled my mind. Everything you do lures me to come hit your pussy, Leilani.
You’d be swallowing from my cock instead of a juice glass…
Shit!
I banished those carnal memories from my mind immediately and snapped my eyes back to glare at him. That strange gleam in his eyes since last night was still there. And it was making me uncomfortable.
“I’m talking to you, Adonis!” I snapped. “What on earth gives you the fucking right to bring me to some strange place against my will after I had clearly refused your fucking offer!”
His expression was not giving me the slightest clue to what was going on in his fucking mysterious mind and it was so frustrating. Why the fuck wasn’t he saying anything?
His eyes left mine to dip down my body, across my cleavage, to the soft folds of skin around the tiny straps in my waist and between my thighs. Then down my hips to my naked legs. He met my eyes again and all I could see in those dark depths was lust and heat.
“That looks sexy.” His deep voice said coolly. “Can you turn around so I can see that ass?”
My mouth dropped.