Part 2When His First Love Returned, I Married His Brother

I texted Silas.

"I finally remember. Elias is my boyfriend. Sorry I crossed the line before, Mr. Voss."

Silas replied almost immediately, "Are you sure? What did you just call me?"

Then he quickly unsent the message.

"Never mind. Get some rest. I'll come see you this afternoon."

I rolled my eyes and left him on read.

After I was discharged, Elias drove me back to his villa.

Since his family took him in, Elias had worked hard to learn the family business.

He joined his father's company straight out of college.

By then, Elias owned as much stock as Silas did. It was clear their father favored Elias.

"Your room is over there. Grab some clothes and take a shower while I make dinner."

I caught his arm, and the words slipped out before I could stop myself.

"I'm not hungry yet. Want to shower together?"

I needed to inspect the goods. This was very important.

His entire body went stiff. His voice was calm, but I caught a hint of nervousness. "Too fast."

I watched the tips of his ears slowly turn red.

I raised an eyebrow.

"Are you blushing? You were pretty smooth back at the hospital. Or was all of that rehearsed? Were you just faking that confidence?"

He'd always been easy to embarrass. A little teasing was enough to turn his ears bright red.

He pulled his hand away without looking at me.

"You talk too much."

That only encouraged me.

"Well, look at you, Elias. How long have you felt this way about me? A year? Two? Or since high school? Have you been secretly watching me all these years while I dated your brother? Did you ever lie awake wishing I'd open the door and find you instead of him?

"Back when you were late bringing me bubble tea and I punished you with a whip, you acted like you hated every second of it, but secretly, you loved it, didn't you?"

He seized my wrist and pinned me against the couch.

His voice turned rough. "Yes. All of it. Happy, Your Highness?"

His broad, warm palm wrapped around my waist. Desire burned in his dark eyes.

"I was even late on purpose, just so Your Highness would look at me a little longer."

"Pervert."

I pressed a finger to his lips, then slowly traced it down his chest. With a laugh, I reached lower and wrapped my hand around his cock.

"Such a pervert for someone so young."

His entire body tensed beneath my touch, and a helpless groan slipped from his throat.

"Mmm...

"Don't...

"Easy..."

Whatever restraint Elias had left finally snapped. He grabbed me and kissed me hard.

The kiss was deep and hungry, stealing both my teasing words and my breath.

I clung to his back and let his burning heat surround me.

He definitely didn't feel like anyone's little brother.

The thought flashed through my mind as he kissed me senseless.

Just as things were about to get serious, the doorbell rang.

"Elias, did you bring Seraphina home? The hospital said she was discharged today."

Elias froze above me.

Some of the heat faded from his eyes.

"Let me deal with him first."

"Why stop? Isn't this more exciting?"

I wrapped my arms and legs around him, refusing to let go.

"He knows the code to this house, doesn't he? If we're trying to piss him off, we might as well do it right."

I kissed him again, recklessly blurring the line between pretending and making it real.

Elias had never been able to refuse me.

When Silas opened the door, he found me curled up in his younger brother's arms.

His face turned red on the spot.

"What the hell are you doing?!"