Blakely’s POV

Raised to be a perfect daughter—like a robot. Taught to be prim and proper—like a royal. Grew up being so obedient—like a puppy. My life is not as perfect as everyone thought. I am an orphan.

My biological parents died from a cruel storm when I was 12 years old. One of the richest families in the country adopted me and the adoption gave me another hope to live a normal life like the other kids but it was just a stupid fantasy of a lonely little girl dreaming of a family.

The Velasquez family provided me with the most luxurious conditions but in return, I had to be a perfect girl who should never question any of their decisions. The only thing I ever did against them was I refused to be legally adopted because I didn’t want to lose my parents’ name and…another reason was my…adoptive brother. It sounds so stupid but I’m secretly in love with him.

My crush on Nikandreo Velasquez started from the very first sight, even though he never gave me a good look. Unlike me, the girl who carefully followed every instruction of the parents, Nik was a fearless rebel. Reason told me to stay away from this demon, But just like telling a drug addict to stay away from drugs, it doesn't work. Instead, I wanted his desire to grow stronger and stronger.

When I was 18 years old, I stripped naked and crawled into his bed. It was my birthday that day, and I had drunk a lot of alcohol. I never knew its taste could be so good. The only thought in my mind was that I wanted my foster brother, Nik. I pushed open his room door, but I didn't do anything because Nik angrily kicked me out of his room, calling me a shameless bitch. The next day, he hurriedly packed his bags and moved out completely.

Our parents never knew about that night, and I'm grateful they didn't know. But Nik's look of disgust towards me was like a nightmare that kept tormenting me. I knew Nik refused to come home because he hated seeing me. So, before I completely ruined our lives, I accepted my parents' arrangement and married the man they arranged for me.

Tomorrow, I'm going to get engaged to a man I've never loved. I believe it will help me get back on the right track and forget about Nik.

“Earth to Princess Blakely!”

I glared at Alicia who chuckled. “You’re with us! Come on. Let’s celebrate your last day of being single because tomorrow, you’ll be engaged to the handsome and rich bachelor in town.”

I sighed and stared at my empty glass. “Yeah…”

Hershey held my hand. “Cheer up, girl. We know you’re not in love with him but you at least like him, right?”

I stared at them and smiled. They didn’t know about my internal battles. They didn’t know about my feelings for a certain someone I thought would free me from the toxic system of his family. I once dreamed of a fairytale with him, but there's no such thing in this world because even my own fate doesn't side with me.

“I don't think Stan would treat you badly. I mean, he’s nice, right? We’ve known him and he has a good reputation. Besides, you look good together.”

I smirked at her. “Think I’d make a great wife?”

Alicia groaned. “Talking about that is boring! Why don't we add spice to this last-night-of-being-single party? Just like the old times!”

Rachel clapped her hands as if she was woken up by the exciting idea. “That's better and since it’s your last day being single, you might as well enjoy this one last chance.”

"No, I'm not doing that!" I protested loudly. My friends must be crazy, and I snuck out of the party today without telling my foster parents. If they knew I was going to be slutty, I would definitely be killed by them.

"Yes, you will." Rachel handed me a margarita and winked. "Enjoy tonight."

“Alright!” Alicia clapped. “The first hot guy to enter from this moment will have the best French kiss from our lovely Blakely. Be sure to make his c*ck hard, honey.”

I groaned. “Alicia!”

She giggled. “I know you're a virgin, Blakely. I’m only daring you to kiss him not to suck him.”

I sighed. Alicia’s mouth has always been dirty but I love her. Among my four friends, she's the most sweet and reliable. She's always one call away.

I didn't even have time to react before Rachel and Alicia pushed me, I collided with a chest as hard as a stone. God, I only hoped it was someone I didn't know, or else I was doomed.

When I looked up, my breath caught. I stared at this devilishly handsome man, the loud music was nothing compared to my pounding heartbeat. His broad shoulders and muscled chest could barely stay locked under his tailored suit jacket andtight shirt. . As he stood before me, I could barely resist the urge to glance down at his belt. He could have been intimidating, but my wanton thoughts kept challenging my self-preservation instincts.

I looked at him, meeting his icy stare, and it felt like his piercing gaze locked onto every sensory system in my body. I could sense the danger radiating from his entire being, so familiar like it had been ingrained in my bones. I shrank back a little but couldn't tear my eyes away.

Seeing me tremble, my body instinctively submitting to him, he smiled. He was like a wolf lurking in the night, stalking towards me, the fragile lamb, and if not for his embrace, I would have melted to the floor.

"Oh my god! He's a god!" I heard women around us start screaming.

No! He wasn't a god, he was the devil. As I recalled the man who threw me out of his room when I was 18, it felt like raging flames consuming me, making my head spin.

My teeth chattered as I wanted to flee, to scream, but his large hand gripped me like a vise. He leaned towards me, his full lips just an inch from mine, almost touching. Part of me instantly craved their softness. My heart raced wildly, turning me into a madwoman I never imagined. He slightly parted his lips, and I couldn't help but stare at the tip of his tongue slowly teasing the inside of his upper lip. Unconsciously, I parted my lips too.

"Well, well, look who's here..." he mocked with a laugh, and I felt like a bucket of ice water was dumped on my head. My mouth hung open, my throat feeling like it was stuffed with stones.

The person who came in was Nicandro Velasquez, my foster brother whom I hated with every fiber of my being.

No! I couldn't let him catch me, I had to leave, I struggled back but he clearly had no intention of letting me go.

I glared at him angrily.

He looked into my eyes like a dangerous, hungry predator, licking his lips as he hissed, "Long time no see, Blakely. Didn't expect to run into you here. Looking for a cock to kiss? Do my parents know their good girl is here? Hm?"

His mocking gaze pierced my heart like a sharp blade again, painfully. No! Tomorrow I would be completely free of him, I couldn't let him ruin the life I wanted.

I needed to leave the bar. "Let me go, Nick!" I glared at him angrily. I wasn't that weak little girl anymore, this was a bar, he wouldn't do anything to me here. I hoped.

“Nik? Not brother?” His devilish chuckle sounded in my ears, causing a chill to climb my spine. It had been so long that I forgot the wall he set between us. I was never allowed to call him Nik. We were never close. I could only call him like that in my dreams.

I shivered and muttered, “Brother...”

“Good girl," Nik spotted on my cheek gently. "Go enjoy your night. I...won't report you to parents.”

I stiffly pulled away from his embrace, and as soon as I was out of his scent, my sensory systems reactivated. My brain started thinking.

What was Nick doing back now? Was he here for my engagement party? Would he really wish me well? I shook my head, unsure. But why not? He hated my dirty feelings for him, he just wanted to escape me. He must be glad to see me engaged, because he could finally be rid of the nuisance burden that I was.

When I returned to my seat, I immediately downed a large glass of vodka. My friends, seeing my reaction, all looked at me with concern.

“Blakely…” Alicia held my hand and caressed my cheek. “What's wrong? Did he hurt you? I'm sorry…”

I chewed my bottom lip and took a deep sigh before looking at them. “That’s…Nik...Nikandreo. My adoptive brother”

“Huh?” Rachel was shocked. “Nikandreo? As in Nikandreo Velasquez? The hottest billionaire heir that every woman wants to date?"

"Ugh...what's that?" Grace spatted her wine. She's a bit introverted but sometimes curiosity will win. Rachel started spouting off everything she'd learned in the fashion magazine. Thanks to that, I finally got some space to clear my mind.

Suddenly, I felt an icy stare on my back. I was familiar with that. Nik used to watch me like a viper. I secretly glanced over to the box where Nik and his friends sat. However, none of them were looking at my direction. Nik was laughing with that blonde woman who rubbed his body with her plump ass.

"Sh*t," I put my glass on the bar after taking a whole shot. "Girls, I'm going to the restroom and then I'll go home...”

They immediately turned to me. "What?! Come on, Blakely, you haven't finished your challenge yet. Are you worried your brother will be angry seeing his little sister kissing a guy at a bar?"

"Ew! Is your brother an otaku?" Rachel added.

I ignored their questions, Nick's presence was too overwhelming. I'd bet if I stayed in the same space as Nick any longer, I'd suffocate.

"Alicia, Rachel, I think Blakely has had enough excitement for one night before her big day tomorrow. We should head home and not trouble her further," Grace suggested. I gave her a small smile, then headed to the restroom.

"I'll go with you—" Grace said.

“No,” I stopped her and smiled. “I’ll be fine. I’ll be quick.” If I had known what would happen when I left alone, I would never have refused her company,If she finds out I got wet for my brother, that would be so embarrassing..

I splashed some water on my face in the restroom, trying not to think about Nick's blissful expression when he was with that blonde woman. I don't know why I can't control my stupid heart - whenever he touches me, I feel heat between my legs.

This is so disgusting! I need to get out of this place!

However, as I walked out of the restroom, a man reeking of urine grabbed me. He quickly restrained my arms, pressing my cheek against the rough wall. I could clearly feel his hardness pressing against my butt.

"Mmm, you smell so good," he stuck his tongue out on my ear, the stench of a sewer making me want to vomit. "I'll make you feel better, help you forget whoever's troubling you—"

Disgusting!

"Let me go! You bastard! Help!" I immediately started screaming and struggling, but the restroom was in an alley behind the bar - no one cared about the interaction between drunks. Suddenly, I felt a stinging pain in my neck from an injected needle, and I wanted to curse, but my consciousness gradually became hazy—

"Too bad, that pesky guy came himself." A familiar voice sounded, then a shrill scream rang out. I was swiftly pulled into a familiar, firm embrace that smelled of cologne.

I gasped for air, trying to open my eyes to see what was happening around me, but failed. My body also felt like it was on fire, an irresistible heat devouring me to the point where I wanted to touch myself and let desire take over.

"Mmm..." My lips unconsciously let out an embarrassing moan. Looking at this man I've masturbated to countless times in my dreams, I felt like I must be dreaming.

This can't be real, Nick hates me.

"So, what do you want to do to your brother, good girl?" That sexy, deep voice made my whole body heat up.

"Take me away, brother. I want you." After saying that, my legs wrapped around his toned waist, the area between my legs getting wet for him.

A swirl of dizziness, and I was pinned under his firm chest...