My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145

My brain wanted to think about what he said… my thoughts were all like-What papers? What did he mean?-but my body didn’t care about the papers.

I closed my eyes, and he was right there, burned into the back of my eyelids. Raphael.

I could see those light brown eyes of his, the kind that looked right through my clothes. I thought about the tattoos hidden under his sleeves. I thought about him in those expensive, sharp suits he wore during the day, looking almost like a… decent man.

But then there was the other one. The version of him that only comes out at night… the one who’s colder, darker, hungrier, and far more lethal.

That was the man my skin was still screaming for.

God, he was so tall that he made the hallway feel small. I remembered the way his shirt strained against his shoulders, the sheer width of him blocking out the light.

I thought about the few times I’d seen him without the layers of expensive clothing… the way his stomach was a flat, corded map of muscle, and the dark tattoos that crawled up his arms, neck, and honestly, goddamn it, everywhere else. He was covered in secrets I wanted to trace with my tongue.

A soft moan escaped my throat as I reached up, my fingers trembling as they brushed over the silk of my shirt.

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