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“I will.” My fingers curled around the waistband of his sweats as I grabbed a hold of them.

Zander didn’t fight me as I lowered his sweatpants and freed him. He came closer, watching me with eager anticipation as I leaned close to take him into my mouth. All at once I felt him relax and give in as I planted a kiss on him.

“Shit,” he let out in ecstasy as his head lulled back. His hand found my head and his fingers grazed my scalp in appreciation.

As much as sucking him was turning me on, I let it just be for him. Athank youfor a nice vacation away from my normal life. Zander had been incredibly kind and sweet since we met, and I wanted him to know how much my opinion of him had changed. How much I was going to m—

“SAAD!”

A woman’s voice shot through the air as a door shut loudly in the background outside the master bedroom.

“Fuck!” In lightning like movement, Zander yanked himself out of my mouth and away from me. He stood back, pulling his sweats up and coolly running his fingers through his hair as he let out a breath.

I wiped at my mouth and sat up. “Who is that?”

“My sister.” He practically hissed as he searched the floor for something. He soon leaned down and hopped around as he shoved his feet into some Nike slides.

“Shit.” I mirrored his swearing and scavenge for proper clothing as I was up out of the bed.

“Don’t make me come find you!” his sister shouted.

Zander was dressed, but he lingered around, waiting on me to struggle into my bra and pull a T-shirt over my head. I put on a pair of shorts that I couldn’t tell didn’t match my top until we were out of his room on our way to the staircase.

It was when we descended the stairs that I first laid eyes on Nazanin Khalil. Icouldn’ttake my eyes off her. She stood in the center of the foyer; her head raised up looking for her brother. And she was just as beautiful as he was. Dressed in a formal red jumpsuit, Nazanin appeared like a graceful model the closer we got to her. Her long dark hair fell like black liquid down her back and shoulders. Her svelte figure let me know she worked out on the regular to keep in shape. And her tall height made me feel smaller than I already did after taking in her expensive aura—as if the Chanel clutch in her hands and Christian Louboutin heels on her feet weren’t indicative enough.

Her face, at first warm at the sight of Zander, cooled to an algid freeze when her dark eyes took in me behind him. Her expression fell awash in a cold mask as we came off the last step and kept our distance.

“There you are,” she spoke up, carrying the same accent as Zander naturally. The only difference between the siblings was Nazanin’s feminine features. She looked more like their mother while Zander looked like their father.

Nazanin faced me, intaking a breath through her nose as a judgmental brow raised. “And you’re not alone.”

I didn’t need Wikipedia, or Zander, to tell me just then that of the two of them, Nazanin was the oldest.

Zander’s hand found my back gently. “No, I’m not. Bianka, this is my older sister, Nazanin. Naz, this is—”

Sighing, Nazanin was quick to dig into her clutch. “Look, I’m not sure how much he’s already paid you, but I’ve only got about five hundred in cash. That can’t be more than your going rate.”

Did she just—

Was she assuming I was aprostitute?

My face contorted in confusion and anger as I felt my body go into defense mode. “What the—”

“Naz!” Zander snapped in my honor. His hand came down on my wrist as he took a stance in front of me.

Nazanin faced her brother innocently. “What? I need to talk to you without yourfriendhere.”

“You got something you want to say to me?” I demanded to know, trying to get around Zander.

Gone was Nazanin’s cluelessness, and back was her austere demeanor. “Do you want charge instead?”

I lurched forward, trying to get a hold of her, but Zander was quick.

“Nazanin!” he yelled loudly, on the verge of rage. When pissed, Zander looked decadent, sexy, dark, and his accent was much thicker.

None of this swayed my mood.

I broke free of his grasp and took off towards the stairs, all too aware that Zander was on my heels.

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