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Right in the middle of making love with my husband, Ryan Morris, his foster younger sister suddenly burst into our bedroom. All she wore was nothing but a sheer nightgown.
Looking heartbreakingly fragile, she turned to him and said in a tearful
For be alone… voice, “Ryan, I’m scared to be alone…”
Ryan got up helplessly and followed her back to her room.
I sat alone in the dark for what felt like hours. Then I made a decision. I
called a dozen gigolos over and threw a party at the house.
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Finally, Ryan came out when the music and laughter got way too loud.
“Everyone out.”
He said it so casually, but the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped instantly.
The guys scattered like their lives depended on it. In just seconds, the living room was empty–except for the two of us.
“Julia Camden! What was that about?”
Ryan glared at me.
Behind him, Rachel Morris was still in that barely–there white lace slip dress. Her lengthy hair fell over her shoulders. She was playing the helpless little sister so well.
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I leaned back on the couch, legs crossed, sipping my drink. “Didn’t Rachel say she was scared to be alone? I got a few more people here to keep her company.”
Her face drained of color. “What do you think I am?!”
I smiled coldly and said slowly, “A shameless woman trying to seduce her own brother.”
Ryan’s expression turned ice–cold. “Julia.”
Rachel’s eyes filled with tears, her body shaking with anger. “Who are you to judge me? Everyone knows you’re just a party girl! You’re a slut! If it weren’t for the arrangement between our families, why would Ryan ever marry someone like you?”
“Rachel, that’s enough!” Ryan snapped.
Rachel froze, her eyes red as she broke down crying. “You’re yelling at me? How could you take her side? Didn’t you hear what she said? Fine! I’m leaving! I’m leaving right now!”
She stormed toward the door. The ridiculously short nightgown riding up like it might slip off completely.
Ryan frowned, grabbed her by the waist, carried her back to her room, then returned to me.
“Go to bed.”
I didn’t move. Instead, I laughed coldly in his face.
Ryan looked exhausted. “I’m exhausted. Can we not do this right now?”
“Did you hear what Rachel said?”
“She’s young. Sometimes she says things without thinking. I’ll apologize
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I gave him a crooked smile. “She wasn’t wrong. Yeah, sure, commercially speaking, our families are a good match. It’s a business marriage. We’ve been engaged forever. And yeah, I’m a party girl. There’s never a shortage of men around me–especially the hot ones.
Ryan’s expression darkened by the second.
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He pushed me down onto the couch and kissed me hard like he was trying to punish me. His voice was low and rough. “Julia, do you need me to remind you that you’re my wife now?”
I smiled through the tears in my eyes, my voice trembling. “Then don’t forget about this! Who was the one dragging me out of bars? Who called himself my fiancé before we were even engaged? Who begged me to marry him until I finally said yes?”
He pulled me into his arms. “It was me. I’ve only ever wanted you.”
I shoved him away coldly, and continued to slam the door behind me so hard it echoed through the house. “Ryan, it’s her or me. Tell her to leave tomorrow!”
The next morning.
Rachel bounced into the dining room. She was in one of Ryan’s oversized shirts, like it was her own, when she greeted me cheerfully.
“Morning, Julia!”
I froze on the spot.
It felt like I had sunk to the bottom of a lake.
