chapters two hundred and three

**Alana Hudson's POV**

"Are you finally going to explain why you helped her?" Anthony asks, pacing back and forth across the room.

"Of course, Olivia has to repay the favor I did for her," I reply, shrugging and finishing dressing in the clothes scattered on the floor.

"Will it be quick?" he asks, rolling his eyes in anger.

"Oh dear, you really love my niece, don't you? God! What does that girl have?" I laugh to myself as I button my bra.

Anthony was good in bed, but extremely unbearable outside of it. Our relationship was purely casual; we got together whenever I felt like being with a man, but deep down, he was in love with my bratty niece. I can't deny she inherited the Parker family women's beauty.

"She has a heart, unlike you, Alana," he says, crossing his arms in anger.

"The women in this family are like wolves in sheep's clothing. Be careful, especially with Olivia; she's young, has an adventurous spirit, and a desire to know the forbidden, a desire to have the world at her fee