(Freya's POV).
"Dev, come to my room! I want to show you my room!" Adam pulled Devan's hand as soon as we entered the house.
This is the first time I've seen him so comfortable with someone. Even when he was with Tristan he was never that happy. I squeezed my strip bag with a feeling of uneasiness. Was it a father-son bond?
I hurried to catch up with them. "Adam, you need to change your clothes first."
"Let me help him. You rest in your room first," Dev said.
I looked at Devan with a surprised expression, but he seemed to mean what he said.
"But..."
"Don't worry. I won't do anything weird," he said as he stroked Adam's hair, "I like it. I mean it."
My chest tightened as I saw how much she liked being around Adam. It made me feel an invisible pain. Pain that I couldn't put into words.
I swallowed hard. "Okay."
I let Adam take Devan to his room. At the same time, I went to my room to rest and change my clothes. I never thought that I would let Devan stay overnight at my house, let alone play with Adam. I shouldn't have done that. I had to realize that I had been living under Vivian's identity and that I had promised not to make any mistakes. I feared Tristan and the others would find out that Devan and I had been married.
At that moment, I heard a knock on my bedroom door. When I opened it, I was surprised to see Devan standing without wearing a shirt.
"Wh-What are you─" I gasped as he pushed me into the room. touching both my shoulders with his strong hand squeeze. "Dev!" I glared at him.
"Sorry, but do you have any clothes that fit me?" he asked casually.
I immediately turned my face down, I couldn't bear to see him shirtless with so much confidence as if he wasn't ashamed to show me his body.
"What for?"
"I was helping Adam shower, but he molested me and my shirt got wet. I couldn't possibly wear it all night unless I hoped I'd catch a cold."
"Oh, God, Adam," I grumbled. "Wait here. I think I have a shirt that Tristan left here," I told him.
I turned around and checked my wardrobe. Because occasionally Tristan stays overnight here and leaves his clothes behind. Since our house only had two rooms, I had to keep Tristan's clothes in my closet.
"As I remember, I kept them here," I muttered as I continued to try to find the clothes Tristan had left behind.
"Does he stay here often?" I heard the voice of Devan who was engaging me in conversation behind me.
"Hm. Once in a while just to keep Adam company when I'm working late," I replied.
"And you keep his clothes in your room?"
"Of course. That's because─" I gasped in shock as I felt Devan hug me from behind. His head rested on my shoulder. My heart was beating very fast as his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. "Dev, what are you doing," I whispered in a trembling voice.
"I'm a little jealous to hear that," he whispered in my ear.
My goosebumps rose as I felt his warm breath burning my earlobe.
"W-what do you mean?"
He groaned. "He's your brother, but somehow I'm still jealous of how close you two are.”
"Dev."
"And do you often dress like this when Tristan stays here?"
"What?" I was confused, then widened in surprise when I realized. That I was wearing my nightgown open.
I hadn't realized I was wearing it at all because I had forgotten that Devan was in my house. I was suddenly filled with nervousness and anxiety as Devan's arm tightened like the coils of a large snake.
"Dev. Let go of me. I..."
"Or are you doing it on purpose to tease me?"
"No way. What are you talking about." I tried to break away from Devan's embrace, but what happened next was that he kissed my neck. Making me squeal in surprise. "Dev!"
"Did you just take a shower?" he whispered as he kissed my neck. "Very fragrant."
"Dev, stop. Ah..." I groaned as he licked my neck. I felt one of his hands break through my thigh-high nightgown. It tickled my stomach until I squirmed uncomfortably.
I tried to pull his hand back, but he gripped both my hands with his one free hand. He was so strong that I couldn't fight him.
"Dev," I whispered, softly. I felt his hand move further up. It rested on my breast and squeezed. My body reflexively screeched at the strange feeling as his fingers played with the tops of my breasts.
I groaned. My heart was beating very fast. Devan's mouth continued to play on my neck, enjoying how he licked and nibbled on my neck and shoulders as if it were a delicious snack prepared for him. While I nibbled in his arms every time he squeezed my breasts with sensual movements.
My breathing was ragged. My body was so weak that I almost fell to the floor, but I felt Devan's hand swiftly holding my body.
"Dev, what are you doing!" I yelled loudly as he lifted my body into the air. I was facing him. His hands were holding my thighs tightly while his dark eyes were looking at me. "Y-You're crazy," I whispered in a trembling voice.
"I want to touch you so badly."
I got goosebumps at the sound of his sexy, heavy voice. It tickled my ears and stomach as if there were thousands of butterflies flying there.
"I'd love to get you naked and─"
"Dev, you're crazy!" I smothered his mouth. But instead, he licked my hand with a seductive gaze. Making me squeal in surprise with my eyes bulging at him. "Dev!"
He growled. "Shush... Adam is in his room. Don't let him hear you scream."
"Are you drunk?! Why do you keep being a pervert in front of me!"
"I'm not a pervert, Vivian. You're the one making me act perverted." He grinned.