Torn Between The Carter Brothers

Chapter 86

Addison

Marco wasn’t happy when | asked him if he could takehafter dinner.

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“Seriously? | thought you were gonna sleep over tonight so | can finally get to fuck you.” He blurted out and |

glanced away from him while straightening my jacket. He folded his arms and stared atwith stark

disappointment when | face him again, which madefeel a little bad, but | quickly reminded myself that | have

free will to decide if | want to sleep with him tonight or not.

“I'm a little tired tonight, and | want to get a lot of rest tonight so by tomorrow morning I'll be strong enough to

find a new job.” | mumbled quietly and Marco sighed while messaging his forehead.

“I won't say it's fine, cause it’s not. I'm actually hurt here. It almost feels like you just don’tto get to have

you completely, but you let my brother-" he was still speaking when my eyes narrowed at him while my

heartbeat instantly accelerated.

“Don’t say it.” | muttered but he went on anyway.

“You let him have it easily and | doubt if he had to wake this long.” He grumbled and | frowned at bim, feeling

annoyed and defensive and guilty at all once.

“Stop bringing up Zane, | don't like it. It's now in the past.” | pointed out before adding. “And it almost sounds

like you got withonly because of this. It's barely been two weeks since we got together. We don’t have to

sleep with each other just yet, cause there’s no point in rushing cause we're in a relationship. It's gonna happen

naturally before you know it. Till then, we can just be getting to know each other...”

He ended up cuttingoff. “We already know everything about each other. What else is there to know?” He

asked and | rolled my eyes.

“A lot of things. For example, my favorite flowers is white lilies, not roses.” | blurted out before I could stop

myself. His eyes instantly widened after what | meant dawned on him.

“Oh, | sent the wrong flower that time, didn’t 1?” He asked slowly and | huffed.

“Yeah, but it was a sweet gesture and | really do appreciate it.” | assured him before he could get sad and he

sighed before stepping closer toto tuginto a hug. | melted into him after a few seconds, hugging him

tight and losing myself to the warm sensation. This is one thing about him that I still really liked, his hugs were

so warm and perfect as it used to be in the past.

“I guess | have to drop you off, don’t 1?” He asked after the hug ended and | shrugged.

“Not really, only if you want to. | can just get a taxi.” | muttered in reflex, then cussed myself out on the inside. |

didn’t have enough money to waste on taxis, but did Marco need to askthat question if he really wanted to

dropoff? The answer was no.

“Oh good, cause I'm famished. Taxi it is then.” He announced, proving my initial thought. He clearly didn’t want

to dropoff, else he wouldn't have asked, he'd have just offered.

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| ended up trekking a good mile, then taking the bus the rest of the way home. And | felt grateful that | wore a

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long dress tonight, cause a short dress would have been really uncomfortable to walk in tonight.

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By the t| got home, | was so tired that I instantly fell asleep after showering. Then once | woke next morning,

| grabbed my phone and texted Zane, telling him that I'll accept the job and was ready to reswork

immediately. | also texted my siblings, asking them how they were all fairing.

That was the moment Zane responded and | quickly read his text.

Zane: a full day already passed, that was your deadline.”

| instantly sat up as | read his text over and over again, my heart pounding hard. | chanted a series of no’s in my

head as | quickly typed in another text for him.

Addison; this means | already lost the job??

Addison; | was gonna text you yesterday, | forgot and I'm sorry.

Addison: Zane? Are you there?

But Zane didn’t respond, and my panic worsened even more. | couldn't afford to lose this job, not after | already

made up my mind to accept it. I've literally already made up my mind to use my large salary to help my mother

out. This offer can’t just slip out of grasp like this.

| called him a bunch of times, but my calls were ignored, and | felt my heart drop into my minutes stretched into

an hour.

stomach as

After about four hours, | stopped texting and calling, on seeing that it was quite pointless at this point. But | was

so sad that all | wanted to do was to cry, but | ended up forcing myself against doing that. | have more self

control than that.

If I had known | wouldn't get this dammed Job, I'd have prepared to go out there with my file of documents to go

search for a job, but | guess | could do that comes tomorrow. But I'd be lying should I claim that | wasn’t sad right

now, but | wasn’t sure if | was sadder because of the large salary which I just lost or because of the fact that now

that this job slipped away, | won't have another excuse to be around him on moving forward. Not like | was

looking forward to that part or anything.

That night, to my utmost surprise, | got a text from Zane and | jumped to check it out as fast as | could.

Zane: see the attached address. Cover in an hour. And dress in something sexy but comfortable. Like what

you wore the day you accompaniedto my race back in Italy.

That was the only text | got, and my heartbeat picked up, while | wondered if this was him basically giving me

the job. I didn’t want to get my hopes up cause | wasn’t sure of anything yet, but this text alone feels so

promising, and | quickly hurried to start getting ready, instantly in a good mood.

| dress in a black jumpsuit, one which stopped underneath my ass. It was one of the most daring things I've ever

worn, but | believe this is what is most suitable for the night if the stress attached is where | was already

assuming it was. | paired my outfit with a cropped jeans jacket which | once stole from my older sister, then | was

good to go.

When | arrived at the location, my guess was proven right. This is really a location for racing!

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At once, excitement copies through my insides and my grip on my bag tightened. This setting looked completely

different from the one back in Italy. It looks way more official, and sbouncers were standing in the entrance

of a large door. People were being allowed in after showing them ssort of tickets, and | quickly texted Zane,

asking him if I'd be allowed in. He askedto just tell them my name, and | was awed when they instantly

parted way forafter | told them who | was. One of them even accompanied me, informingthat they were

already asked to leadto Zane.

Once | stepped into the room which Zane was in, my mouth instantly dried up at the sheer sight of him. He was

seated on a chair, and people were fussing over him. A woman was combing and spritzing his hair, one was

laying out a shirt and jacket on the bed looming in the middle of the room, one was putting something like oil

over his tattoos on his arms.

Our eyes locked just as | closed the door after me, then his eyes briefly drifted over me, the intensity in his gaze

makingshiver for a moment before he spoke.

“You're late.”

| swallowed emptily while nodding. “I'm sorry.”

He motionedover. “C'mhere.”

I gulped, my legs shaking a little as | stepped forward, watching as he dismissed the women who | assumed were

his stylists. It was just the two of us once | stood a few feet away. His hand landed on my waist and he jerked me

close till | was standing between his legs, then his eyes dragged over my body slower this time.

“When | said sexy, | didn’t mean this short.” He husked and my cheeks flamed hot.

“I'm sorry | didn’t respond on time. Please tellthe job offer is still available?” | mumbled while blinking up at

him. It was honestly ridiculous that he was sitting but still a little taller thanright now. | could feel his hand

burning into my skin through my outfit, and the sensation was making my spine tingle. | assured myself | only

left his hand there because | wanted to confirm if | still got the job or not before I'd shove his hand off.

“What do you think?” He asked and my heart clenched tightly within me.

“I'm truly sorry. Will you givethe job, please? I'm sorry | didn’t instantly accept it, but | really do need it now.”

| pleaded, ducking a little and then watching with bated breath as he slowly sighed before his hand on my waist

to tilt my chin up.

“Do you think | have all the tin the world? In a completely different case, the job would have instantly gone

to someone else.” He informedand my heart clenched again.

“I'm truly sorry!”

He sighed one last tbefore dropping his hand and | instantly felt cold, thinking he was about to tellthe

job was already someone else’s. But he spoke in the next moment.

“Bringmy shirt.” He nodded towards the bed and | blinked, feeling confused for a moment till he arched

a brow at me.

“Do you want the job or not?”

| didn’t need to be told twice. | scrambled towards the bed and grabbed the black shirt, rushing back to hold

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the shirt out to him but he only held his hands out as he spoke.

“You have to put it on me,”

| blinked, freezing up for a moment. “I- | do?” | echoed as my mouth slowly went dry.

He nodded. “Yes, that’s part of your job as my assistant. Now, hurry.”

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| frowned again as my eyes trained down on boxy. Putting his clothes on for him would mean my hands would be

on him a lot, and that won't helpkeep my distance and maintain a distance from him, would it?

It definitely wouldn't cause from just standing here right now, | feel completely consumed with desire.

“Why can’t you just wear your shirt yourself?” | demanded and he clicked his tongue.

“Do you want the job or not?”

After that, | bit down a retort and proceeded to slip the shirt over him, and despite how hard I tried, my fingers

kept brushing up against his warm skin and that had my breathing getting almost labored by the t| was

almost done. While buttoning the shirt up, my hands kept shaking, cause | was so close to him and our eyes

would meet should I glance up, and the air just felt hot and thick with crackling desire at the stime.

| heaved in relief once | was done, but as | pulled away, he grabbed and pulledback, his hand on my waist

and | gasped as | fell against his chest.

“This outfit you have on tonight... what am | supposed to do if all the guys tonight start lusting after you?”