88: Chapter 88 – Not related

Chapter 88 – Not related

Martin quickly pulled away and wiped his lips. "Mara, what did you do that for? He asked, greatly annoyed. 2

Mara has been acting strangely, but he always felt it was because of her loneliness. Whereas he always tried his best. He was always there for her every time he was not at the office.

"What?" Mara asked innocently, disappointed by how fast he moved away when it felt so good. 

She had been meaning to do it for a long time but could only steal kisses when he was deep asleep.

"Mara, you just kissed me on the lips, and it's wrong," Martin rebuked her in annoyance, and she pouted her lips,

"Martin, just pretend that we are not siblings and kiss me, please." She had hidden her feelings for so long, and it was beginning to burn her. Having sex for the first time with a man she did not want only increased her desire to do it with the man she loved.

"Mara, I think you should have your head checked. I will call a psychiatrist," Martin said seriously. His sister was insane, and he was greatly disturbed. Mara looked him in the eyes with pain. If only she could tell him the truth.

"But I have hormones. I'm an adult and a woman."

"And you are also paralyzed. If not, I could arrange for a gigolo for you," Martin stated. As a man, he has only had a few whores secretly to test his sexuality, but no one knew about it, not even Devin. 

He understood that the body had needs, for which reason, he would not mind arranging a man for his sister.

Mara did not like that idea and said, "All I want is a real kiss."

"And you won't get that from me. That is incest, Mara," Martin said seriously, wondering what had gotten into her head to be acting that way. With irritation, he walked out of the door.

As soon as he stepped out, Anabelle stepped in. "You brought a man?" She knew about Clara's secret exit from the mansion, which Martin did not know. 

It was the exit they used to sneaked in and out of the mansion without the cameras catching them.

"It was the only way to clear my name," Mara responded in a pained voice. 

She never wanted to give her virginity to anyone but Martin, but that general ruined everything after releasing that video.

"And you gave your virginity?" Anabelle enquired, feeling pity for her.

"What else I'm I supposed to do?" Mara asked in an annoyed tone. She did not understand the reason why Anabelle's words made her feel guilty.

"Your brother looks annoyed," Anabelle pointed out, but Mara was furious.

"You know he isn't my brother," she yelled. Indeed, Anabelle knew, but for consistency's sake, she kept it that way.

"But he doesn't know that. Tell him the truth and let him know how you feel about him," Annabelle advised, but Mara shook her head.

"Not until Sabrina is dead. Until she is out of the way, Martin would only hate me if I told him the truth. Get someone to watch Sabrina. If she appears at any public event, she should be poisoned!"

At Devin's penthouse.

Matilda was having a nap when a knock woke her up. She went to open the door and saw Devin. 

"You are back so early. Where is Sabrina?" She asked, turning her head from side to side while she yawned.

Her plain gesture looked adorable to Devin, who smiled a little and said, "I only came to have a chat with you. Sorry to ruin your sleep."

Hearing that he came to have a chat with her, Matilda feared that he must have found out about her trip to Robin's office and was scared but could not refuse. 

"It's fine."

"So, can we sit on the couch?" Devin asked politely. Matilda pursed her lips as the sleep cleared from her eyes. 

She also realized she was just wearing hot pants and a tank top. Her cheeks reddened from embarrassment.

"Sure, I'll just get water and change."

"You don't have to change, and I'll get you the water," Devin said and descended the stairs to get her water from the fridge. 

Matilda went to sit on the couch whiles he brought the water to her, and she gulped down everything in the drinking glass.

Devin was amazed and exclaimed, "You are indeed thirsty."

"I was. So, what is the problem?" She asked, feeling embarrassed at how her legs were exposed to him. Devin smiled. 

Being alone together, he realized how attractive Matilda was and was sure that should her father not have kept her away, she would have been married by now.

Thinking about marriage, he scowled at the idea of seeing her with somebody else. He shifted his mind from the lustful thoughts he was having about his sister's best friend and said,

"First of all, I want you to understand that you can live here for as long as you want."

The corner of Matilda's lips twitched, and she felt that when most people used that sentence, it always meant the opposite. "You want me to go."

Devin felt terrible for the way she misunderstood his words. "No. I hope you'd stay, but I know that your father would be looking for you to apologize."

Matilda had thought about that option as well and was only afraid that Devin would not want her to stay after her name had been cleared. It was the reason why she felt that he wanted her out of the penthouse now. 

"Yes, but I don't intend to move back into the mansion. I still can't get over being locked there for two years. It feels like a prison there, even if I won't be locked away anymore."

Devin felt warmth in his heart. He feared that she'd leave him. Having her with him gave him some kind of peace that she was his, but if she was away, then he'd fear that she'd be with somebody else. 

"Then I'm happy to have you stay."

Matilda was somehow uneasy, perceiving that this was not an important subject to warrant him leaving the office to have this talk with her, feeling that there was more.

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