The Wrong Brother's Temptation novel Chapter 240

Chapter 240

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What was with all the people today judging me based on my looks. Not that I wanted to be taken by creeps but I felt anger boil inside of me when he said that.

“You fucking made me run around like a headless chicken” I blurted out, making both Connor and Marcus look at me at the same time.

I wasn’t sure I was pissed only because of MArcus‘ line, or of Connor’s behavior, my shocked body’s delayed reaction or all of the above.

But I stormed towards Marcus before looking around to find where the fuck had I dropped my heels even as both of them watched me with a growing expression of confusion.

“And you…you called me lame?”

I walked right towards him, lifted one of my legs and hit him right in the groin.

He let out a sound that was somewhere between a screech and a pitiful groan as I shook my head vehemently, taking off that ugly mask and stomping my foot on it.

“Could have been better” came Connor’s reply.

“What?”

“Your kick. It still wasn’t the perfect angle”

I stared at him blankly or rather his side profile because he had resumed interrogating Marcus after giving me just a passing glance.

Why the hell would he even bother rescuing me if he didn’t even want to look at me?

I had been so relieved to see him and so far he hadn’t even once asked me how I was, if I was okay or if 1 needed something.

I had been stupidly imagining him opening his arms to me, consoling me while I buried my face in his chest but what did I get?

A lesson on kicks for fuck’s sake!

I folded my hands on my chest.

“Yeah sorry, I was too occupied with trying to walk straight after being drugged”

Connor chose to not reply and instead grabbed the bottle again, holding the jagged spikes up in front of Marcus‘ face.

“Who asked you to stop talking?”

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Connor dragged him up in a standing position with one hand by holding him by the scruff of his neck and slammed his back on the wall behind him.

I definitely heard a bone or two crack.

“I…I was just going to…keep her for myself”

Connor’s face turned into a mask of pure, lethal fury as his grip visibly tightened on the bottle’s neck.

He brought his face closer to marcus‘ staring him in the eye as he pulled the bottle back, raising his hand a little.

“Nobody…”

He began and rammed that bottle in between Marcus‘ legs.

I almost looked away due to the sheer violence this guy was capable of doing.

Marcus’s scream could have curdled even hot boiling lava and goosebumps prickled my body when I heard

him.

His men stepped even further back instead of daring to approach Connor who still had his back to them.

“…touches…”

Connor brough the bottle away from Marcus‘ body and I saw with horror that the jagged edges were streaked red.

“…what’s…”

Connor rammed the bottle back into Marcus‘ groin and I saw blood ooze out of his clothes, trickling down his legs and pooling near his shoes.

“…mine”

Connor finished and twisted the bottle with a sickening thrust.

I stepped back, needing some support to lean onto because this was….I didn’t know how to even describe this violence.

I had been so horrified that I placed my hands on my ears, looking away as Marcus‘ screams turned silent as he dropped to the floor, twitching like he was electrocuted.

Connor stared at his body, at the man slowly losing the light of his eyes and I gulped nervously.

I would never ever want to be on the bad side of him, my soul would leave my body if he ever looked at me like that.

With my hands clutched to my chest, I hovered around uselessly, staring at the blood now coating Connor’s

arms.

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Marcus tried to speak, looking at his men who were uselessly huddled in a corner.

“Get…him!” he screamed at his friends with all the energy he could muster.

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“What are you standing there and looking at, you bastards? He…he…” Marcus looked down between his legs in abject horror before his head lolled to the side and he passed out.

Connor leaned down to pull out a handkerchief from Marcus‘ pockets, wiped his hands nad turned around.

“Aah, I was wondering when you would say that”

I blinked at him like I was seeing him for the first time. Connor had maimed and possibly cut off the man’s dick and balls for…wait, what did he do that for?

Not for trying to kill him. My few active brain cells were fighting hard to make sense of the situation.

What had he said?

‘Nobody touches what was his‘

Did that…mean me?

But then he had only grunted at me so far. Why the hell was this man so damn confusing?

Connor lazily wiped the blood off his hands, threw the handkerchief on Marcus and curled his fingers into fists as four of them charged at him.

I opened my mouth to scream and alert him but Connor was already moving.

I’d seen him fight before at the masked ball.

But that had been controlled, almost cold. This somehow seemed different. This was fury with nothing left to

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