Tessa Fox

How often was it that two madly successful brothers wanted to sleep with a nobody like me? They worshipped my mom-bod when my own husband couldn't. 
They fought with each other to make me theirs. And all of this unleashed passion that no couple nor even a pornstar could reach - over a Christmas getaway. 
Sometimes, working as a tour guide comes with its own 'troubles', I guess! 

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My body was on fire. The young blood, who claimed to be a singer of some sort, had his hand on the small of my back. 
Sex with Raphael was anything but exciting. No foreplay, no kissing and no cuddling after boring sex.
But with this young, charming man named DYLAN, I felt excitement even before I guided him to my room. I quickly realized he was right next door - Dylan was my tour neighbor. 
Dylan looked at someone and winked at them before closing the door. That was weird. But I was too dazed to realize it. 
Dylan turned back to me, his piercing eyes gazing down at me. My body was tingling.
One look and I could see the man's toned body under his soft, spandex white tee. I bit my lip, accidentally directing the hormonal male's attention to my plump, pink lips. 
"Are those rose petals...?" Dylan asked, biting his own lip. The sound that he made immediately after made my thighs clench. It sounded like the sexiest groan of a frustrated man!
What was that?

Christmas Secrets and the Brothers' Bet

　　I couldn't process what was happening in front of me. The brothers were fighting amongst themselves...because of me.


　　I felt like a villain trying to break their bond apart. And when they stood up and faced each other, I started panicking. They were so close to clutching each other's collars. We were stranded with no one in sight, too.


　　And then, the real fight started. I was scared they'd actually punch each other and get into a dogfight. But they did something worse.


　　"...I want Scarlett, and I don't care what you think." Saying, Dylan pulled me by my wrist towards himself. At the same moment, I felt Ryder's hand wrap around my wrist as he tugged me towards himself.


CHAPTER 33: Companionship