Feelings

 "Are you serious?" Deacon asked, "You act as though you don't see me while Reign is between your legs."

 "I didn't," I replied, "I was too busy cumming on his tongue."

 "Is there a problem?" Reign asked.

 "Not at all," Deacon lied while roughly patting Reign on the back, "Zeus is looking for you."

 "You good?" Reign asked me.

 "I'll be fine," I sighed.

 Reign double-checked the confirmation on my expression before leaving. 

 "What do you want, Deacon?" I grumbled.

 "Zeus wondered where Reign was, so I came looking. I realized what was taking him so long. I was the one in between your legs once," he responded. 

 "Don't remind me," I hissed.

 "Do you even care about my brother?" he questioned.

 "You wouldn't know. You'll never know what matters to me," I sneered.

 He scoffed and approached me in stride before pinning both of my wrists above my head. I opened my mouth to reject but was met with the palm of his free hand. I couldn't scream, nor could I fight back. What the Hell did he want? Trying to break free was useless as I desperately fought within his grasp.

 "Let's get something straight here. I will have you again," he promised. 

 The evil in his eyes grew with intensity. He pecked me on the cheek before releasing me. I wiped the residue of his saliva from my cheek before backhanding him. The clap of my hand colliding with his skin echoes the hall. 

 When the intensity in his eyes grew, I knew he would hit me. I ran but was tackled by him within seconds.

 "Agh!" I yelped. 

 We briefly fought on the ground before he had me pinned down.

 "Get off of me, Deacon!" I ordered, "I don't want you right now! Get off!"

 Before I knew what happened, a hand jerked Deacon back, and Zeus and Reign stood there. Deacon looked enraged until he realized his brother was standing there. 

 "What the Hell do you think you're doing?" Zeus demanded.

 "She slapped me. She's always like it rough," Deacon lied, "She's always coming onto me."

 "Go fuck yourself," I grunted.

 Reign extended a helping hand to help me get back on my feet. The look of concern in his eyes made a strange sensation arise within me.

 "That's why I'm going with Zeus and Reign on their business trip," I added.

 Reign and Zeus looked at one another in confusion.

 "The Hell you are," Deacon growled.

 "Why shouldn't I?" I smirked. I'm his fiance; I should be with him, not here with his brother that I can't seem to keep my hands off of."

 "Zeus, you can't seriously be bringing her-"

 "You heard me, fiance. She's coming with me. Is that a problem, brother?" Zeus interrupted.

 Deacon composed himself and cleared his throat, "Of course not, big brother. Good luck on your trip."

 He turned and disappeared as quickly as he came—no good son of a bitch.

 "Reign, why don't you help Ivy pack? Then I'll tell the pilot to ready the jet," Zeus ordered before walking away.

 When Reign was sure Zeus was gone, he turned his attention back to me and examined my wrists to ensure no damage had been done.

 "I'm okay," I mumbled.

 "You didn't look okay," he pointed out. 

 "All he can do is fuck me," I stated, "He can't hurt me. The man I thought he was doesn't even exist." 

 Reign's jaw tightened in disgust, but he did his best to hide it. He placed his hand in mine and led me back to my room. He did as Zeus asked. I wasn't sure how to react. Why was I so shy? Why was this more challenging than the rest? He packed the clothes that he knew would be appropriate for the trip. I packed the necessities that I felt I would need.

 "What do you need lingerie for? Planning on seducing my father?" Reign asked.

 "You mean your grandfather?" I corrected.

 Reign shook his head, but he didn't look confused. It was almost as if he had said something he shouldn't have: "Right, my bad. We should go. Zeus is waiting for us."

 When Reign led me out to where the jet was, I froze.

 "What the fuck is Eric doing here?"