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43. Blood and Champagne

Marcus POV

I swiftly pulled up my zipper and rushed at the door which Tallulah left open. I couldn't believe I had let her see me with Trisha, knowing how much it would hurt her. It was even worse now that she was drunk, with tears streaming uncontrollably down her pale face.

I bobbed my head to the right side of the hallway, but it seemed like she had gone downstairs. A part of me was tempted to follow her even though I was bare-chested. It wasn't too late apologize since I hadn't fucked Trisha yet, was it? Maybe now was the right time to put an end to our intimacy.

I was still busy in my thoughts as I stood at the door when I felt a hand rest upon my shoulder. Then I tilted my head to see Trisha behind me, the sight of her boobs-inflated bra bracing my view.

“What's wrong, Marc?” She asked. “Why did she look so upset?”

Fuck! That's true. No one else knew that I and Tallulah were together because we were step-siblings, living under the same roof.

I swallowed, composing my emotions.

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