Past secrets revealed

If Jacob imagined that Rhoda could be keeping a secret from him, and presumably, her husband too, he would never have imagined what he had just heard.

“So, you are saying you met David Cole there that night, and he had told you their mission, but you kept it from me because you thought you were protecting your marriage? Is that what you are saying?” He summarized what Rhoda said back to her in a few words. His tone was so cold that it made Rhoda tremble to her surprise.

“I also said, I didn’t know that you care for her that much.” She asserted as if saying that obviously, she would have definitely protected her marriage before any other thing.

“You don’t know I care for her that much? That's your excuse for keeping this for five fucking years?”

Christian, who was too stunned to say anything, felt Jacob’s cold glare on him after his words, and he instantly started shivering in fear when their eyes met.

Rhoda fixed herself between them immediately and tried to use herself to protect Christian, but he gently pulled her away.

“You've caused enough trouble, Rhoda.” He said to his wife, and she scowled at him.

“I've caused trouble? How can you say that I've caused trouble when I was just protecting our marriage? If we hadn’t left that day, what do you think would have happened?” She yelled in a high-pitched voice that was filled with pain and discomfort.

It had been five uncomfortable years and she was finally happy to let it all out, regardless of what it might cost her.

“Just in case you forgot, Jacob is just coming back after searching for Anna for five years. She had left them a fucking letter, showing that she took Uncle’s money and left but he still fucking-

“Shut the fuck up, Rhoda!” Christian yelled, unable to keep on listening to her.

He couldn’t believe that after keeping a secret that had turned the life of the brothers who she claimed were the dearest to her into a fucking turmoil, she still had the mind to justify her actions.

“Christ!” Rhoda yelled back at him, her heart tearing apart as she saw him glaring at her with his eyes full of anger and hostility.

“Christian, take your wife home.”

Rhoda heard Jacob mutter behind her, and she felt something break in her at how detached his voice sounded in her ear.

She quickly moved toward him and attempted to beg him to understand her, but she hadn’t even opened her mouth to talk when Jacob walked back into the bedroom he came out from without looking back for once.

Rhoda’s legs gave up, and she fell to the floor when she couldn’t contain her grievance, heartbreak, and sorrow anymore. If she had known that everything would turn out like this, she wouldn’t have come today at all.

She would have stayed home and kept the secret to her deathbed.

Seeing his beloved wailing silently. Christian sighed in distress and he moved closer to her.

“Let’s leave Rhoda, you can talk to Jacob later. He would only get angrier if we didn’t leave as soon as possible.” He tried to talk sense into Rhoda’s head as he was so sure that the only reason why Rhoda was still alive right now was because she was RHODA MIKELSON.

Sniffing back her tears, Rhoda raised her swollen eyes to look at Christain’s face. “I was only… I…was.” She stuttered as Christian wrapped his hands around her to comfort her.

“I know. I know.” He said gently to her while patting her back affectionately even though the urge to add that she shouldn’t have kept it a secret was ranging in his chest.

With how broken she was at the moment, he didn’t have the heart to reprimand her again.

When Rhoda realized that he understood her intention and was only shocked about it, she gradually ceased crying and let Christian assist her out of Jackson’s house.

Also at this moment, Anna had resigned to her fate after Jackson told her that he had come to the restaurant to replace her client. She could only stare blankly out of the window.

It took Jackson about thirty minutes to get over the shock that the artist Jacob had been searching for, and the same artist that had thrown the whole Art industry into sudden evolution with her painting was Anna, their little slave.

After the feeling of shock passed away, he couldn’t help but be proud of her for achieving a grand title like that for herself within five years.

“Isn’t it time to start explaining what happened five years ago?” Jackson asked all of a sudden, interrupting the awkward silence between them.

Anna pretended she didn’t understand his words and also how her body trembled slightly after listening to his voice as she continued looking out of the window.

Jackson chuckled slightly, his head almost banging with depressing emotions as he hadn’t expected Anna to treat him as cold as she was. It was just as if they were the ones that had left her and not the other way around.

“Did you know that Jacob just came back today after searching for you for five years?” He asked and Anna stiffened on the passenger seat she was seated on.

Her mind flashed back to when she had received a call from Mr. Cameron a few months ago and she swallowed back the lump in her heart. Her heart almost breaking into pieces, she knew she had to be cold-hearted to Jackson, or she might damn it all to hell and let out everything she had been keeping from them.

“I have a husband now.” She blurted out a lie and Jackson laughed sarcastically.

“What a coincidence,” his voice mixed with bitterness and jealousy.

“Look, Jackson- I am sorry, okay?”

“You are sorry?” He laughed, and slowly started nodding. “Fine, you should tell Jacob how sorry you are too then.” He added firmly and Anna instantly knew she was done for.

She had been trying her best to ignore her body's natural attraction to Jackson while telling herself that she must not let them know about Marcelo, but he was now taking her to Jacob.

“No, please. Let's talk this out.”

Anna knew that Jacob would never let her go with just a sorry, so she still hoped to talk to Jackson like a reasonable lady, instead of one that was currently squeezing her thighs to lessen the throbbing ache in her core after five years.

Jackson only raised a brow at her before pulling into a familiar driveway that Anna could remember so well.

Realizing that no words of hers could stop her from confronting the twins today, Anna decided to just give in to her heart and not her logical thinking.

“I am not married.” She let out when Jackson came to open the passenger seat.

“I know. Jacob asked me to search for your contact information- I mean, the artist.” He corrected, as that was how he had known Anna was lying when she said she was married. At least this time she wasn’t actually married.

“Oh, I see.” Anna, who had thought that Jacob would cease to pursue looking for the artist after she hadn’t allowed the Art gallery to give out her information, couldn't help but swear under her breath.

She took Jackson’s outstretched hand and gently climbed out of the car. Her body instantly reacted to the slight touch, and she attempted to move her hand, but Jackson grasped it with his stronger one and roughly pulled her to him.

“Do you think I didn’t see how you were squeezing your thighs together on our way here?” Jackson whispered into Anna’s ear while a strong undeniable sexual reaction sprang up beneath her stomach. “I told you, Anna, your body is meant for us. No matter who you are, where you are, and what you think you are. And soon enough, I will show how much it misses having us.”

Anna’s body trembled vigorously in Jackson’s arms because she knew every word he said was true, and it wasn’t only her body that was theirs, but her heart and her entire being too.

When she felt Jackson’s hand gradually trailing to her ass, she gasped and attempted to inch closer to him, only if it was possible, as her huge breasts were already plastered on his chest.

“Look at you, even after five years. You are still so thirsty for my touch.” Jackson said to Anna, and instead of grabbing her ass as he intended, he spanked it and then gently pushed her to the car.

Anna’s mouth quivered as she held back the moan that could leave her dry throat anytime soon.

Her back to the car, she raised her seductive eyes to look at Jackson and muttered faintly. “Don’t be gentle.”

After first handedly experiencing how rough, and naughty Jackson was whenever he was angry, Anna could tell that he was treating her gently as he probably wasn’t sure if she was still the same Anna, their little slut.

“I breached the contract again. Can I pay with my slutty pussy this time too?” she swallowed hungrily, her eyes dilating with need as she couldn’t contain her starvation for him again.

How long has it been?

How long as it been since she had experienced being manhandled and sexually harassed by the twins? How long had it been since she had felt their cocks filling her holes and making her feel like their sexy little slut?

All her years of craving pushed out the moans that were stuck in her throat when Jackson suddenly wrapped his hand around her neck and brought her alluring lips to his firm ones.