POV: JASMINE
I knew we were both angry, volatile, simmering with tension that had been building for far too long–but it was different with Alaric.
I felt it when we were both caught in the moment last night, letting off all the steam that had been brewing between us for days now.
I absentmindedly stirred the hot cup of coffee that had gone lukewarm, my mind drifting to what happened last night. My thighs still ached faintly from how rough it had been.
Yes. I know. Call me selfish. Call me a monster. Because I let my big brother fuck me while his fiancé was sleeping alone in his room, wrapped in her pretty little lies and future wedding plans.
But I needed that. I craved it. I didn't care about right or wrong. June had the rest of her life to play happy bride with him. I only had two days left before everything changed, before I'd be stripped from his life and forced to play someone else's puppet.
