Alie Willsmiths thought being a chef at the Scott estate would be her fresh start, until she's swept into a twisted web of secrets, lies, and forbidden passion. At just 22, the orphaned chef finds herself caught between two dangerously irresistible billionaire brothers: Ken, the cold, betrayal who sees her as a pawn in his ruthless game, and tried to break the bound between her and Alex. Alex, the gay who got involved with Richard but found out that Alie was the woman for him. But behind the mansion's closed doors lies a family secret darker than any of them are ready to face. Alie's life was never hers to begin with. Switched at birth by a vengeful midwife seeking justice for her father's betrayal, raised by her so-called aunt Carmelle, who is actually her real mother, and unknowingly tied to a decades-old tragedy involving her mother's mysterious death, Alie's world begins to crumble. Torn between lust and loyalty, passion and pain, Alie must uncover the truth of who she really is, before her past, and the Scott brothers' dangerous obsessions, consume her.
CHAPTER 1
ALIE'S POV
"Have you ever imagined we could be doing this?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper but audible as I searched his eyes hoping to find a convincing answer to my question.
The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the secluded beach where Alex and I stood, our hearts racing in sync with the rhythm of the crashing waves.
The salty breeze tangled my hair, but I barely noticed; all I could focus on was the smell of the wood radiating from him.
The air was intense with emotions, an intensity that had been building between us for years, and tonight it felt like we were on the brink of something monumental.
His looks darkened, and for a moment, I thought he might back away, retreating to protect me from Ken.
"Every single moment," he confessed, his voice filled with desire.
My heart skipped at his words, and I felt a flicker of hope ignite within me.
"I have long wanted you, Alie," he said, stepping closer,he drew me to himself.
Before I could respond, he closed the distance, capturing my lips, he planted a kiss that ignited a fire within me. I felt wet between my labia as my clitoris stood erect.
He pinned me softly against the woods, his hands exploring my body with a mix of tenderness and urgency.
My breath hitched as I melted to his touch,my body responding to him in total submission.
I melted against him, my hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss.
"God, this feels amazing," I breathed, pulling away just enough to catch my breath, my heart pounding in my chest.
I lay back watching him slide his trousers, his eyes filled with desire.
I watched him caress his pink erected dickcap as he approached me.
"Let's not hold back," he murmured, his lips brushing against mine again, igniting another wave of desire that coursed through me. "I want you, Alie, all of you."
His words sent a thrill through me, and without thinking, I nodded. "More than anything."
He cupped my boobs, his lips never leaving my skin, trailing kisses down my body. Every touch was intentional, every kiss sent shivers down my spine until I was begging to be penetrated.
"Alex..." I gasped, my body arching against his as he kissed a trail down my neck, sending jolts of electricity through me. "I need you."
With a sudden burst of urgency, he entered me. The sensation was overwhelming. My body arched towards him instantly and I clung to him breathless.
His pace was slow at first, gentle and intimate.
He moaned my name, his movement quickened as we moved together, bodies entwined in a passionate rhythm that felt primal and intoxicating.
The tension built between us, each drawing us closer to the edge.
My entire body tightened and I gasped as a wave of ecstasy crashed over me.
But just as we reached the climax of our passion, a distant noise disrupted the intimacy of the moment.
A whistling was heard in the nearby bushes, followed by the traceable sound of footsteps.
Alex kept mute for a while,his ears pinned to the ground, but this time, we heard nothing.
He signaled to me that it was just the chirping sound from the birds.
Though I was not convinced, I won't let that feeling of intimacy at the moment slide.
He lifted me into his arms, carrying me toward the soft sands of the beach.
The stars twinkled above us, witnessing our intimate moment as he laid me down gently, the cool grains beneath me contrasting sharply with the heat radiating from our bodies.
As we explored each other's bodies, the air grew thick with heat and urgency.
Alex's hands roamed over my skin, igniting every nerve ending as he traced a path from my waist to the curve of my hips.
The taste of his lips was intoxicating, and I felt myself surrendering completely to the moment, to him.
Each thrust was filled with remarkable memories. The sensation was tense as we reached climax.
My release was washing over me, his body trembling as he filled me completely.
As he pulled me into his arms, we heard footsteps approaching us.
"Hear that?" I asked, my heart racing not just from desire but from a sudden wave of unease.
Alex paused, his eyes narrowing as he strained to listen. "Yeah, I did."
The tension in the air shifted, and the thrill of the moment was replaced by a sense of foreboding.
"Maybe we should get dressed," I suggested, instinctively pulling away, a knot forming in my stomach.
"No, wait." Alex held me back, concern etched on his face. "Let's see what it is first."
Before I could protest, he released my hand and stood, scanning the shadows of the trees lining the beach.
The rustling grew louder, and dread pooled in my stomach. Something was out there, lingering just out of sight.
"Alex, I am scared," I said, my voice trembling. "We should go."
Just a second," he urged, but the unease in his tone made me shiver.
He stepped into the shadows, peering into the darkness, and for a moment, I felt a flash of fear. What if we weren't alone?
As I stood up to wear my clothes, I met with a figure emerging from the trees, tall and cloaked in darkness, its features obscured.
"Alie!" the figure called, voice high and aggressive, sending chills down my spine.
I kept mute.
"Alie!!!!" This time around,it came with all force.
I grumbled and tossed on my bed.
Realizing the figure was my aunt who stood at my door post.
I jerked off from the bed.
My head hurts and my stomach growls.
"I must have slept for a long time," I murmured.
"Good morning Carmelle". I greeted my aunt.
She ignored my greetings, and stared hatefully.
I wonder what the problem was this time around.
Dealing with my aunt every day was hard for me.
I wouldn't let her spoil the sweet dream I was having before she interrupted.
"Carmelle?" I called out but instead, she grabbed a vase and threw it at me.
Unfortunately,it landed on my head
I screamed out loud and passed out
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