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

　　Candice and I were sitting on the bench by the corner of the road. Dylan and Ryder left suddenly as if they vanished into thin air.


　　I checked my phone unwillingly and read the message from Dylan,


　　[Dylan.K: We went to the restroom real quick. Will be right back]


　　Thank god I've seen the message. This was my time to part.


　　"Hey, um...Candice. I realized some things were to be dealt with, regarding the tour structure and things. I- I will be going on my way. But don't worry, Dylan and Ryder will be coming to you soon. They've gone to the restroom." I let the words stumble out.


　　"Aw!~ Bummer. Do you have work even during The Eve?" She asked, standing up with me.


　　"Y-Yes, haha! That's part of my job, dear. But thank you so much for keeping me company. Christmas should never be spent alone." I said, leaning in to hug her lightly.


　　"Haha, you're one to tell, Mrs Scarlett. Or should I say, Ms Scarlett?"


CHAPTER 47: Good news