One Night with Gael (Rival Brothers 2) - Page 26

When the bough broke her cries mingled with his unfettered roar. Guttural words in Spanish poured from his lips as his climax pulled him under. Then Gael half collapsed on top of her, catching himself at the last moment to roll them over.

Hearts racing, they gulped air into their starving lungs, their hands unable to stop moving over each other’s sweat-coated flesh.

But eventually their heartbeats calmed. Hands stilled. Breath was restored.

Gael pulled himself free, unable to find adequate words to sum up what had happened in the last hour. He left the bed and entered the bathroom without looking at the woman whose body he’d just shamelessly gorged himself on. He wasn’t usually so lacking in after-sex small talk, but for the life of him he couldn’t seem to locate his tongue.

Entering the bathroom, he shut the door behind him, then leaned weakly against it. His body still thrummed with what he could only describe as the most sensational sex he’d ever had in his life. But already tendrils of regret burrowed beneath his skin.

This shouldn’t have happened. Not like this. Not when the phone call with his mother and her blatant confirmation that she was once again embroiled in an affair with Tomas Aguilar had set him on the finest, most dangerous edge.

Because the mere mention of his father’s name had triggered more memories. Memories that had left him deeply puzzled as to why his mother—who should know better—was once again taking this degrading path.

For Tomas Aguilar, Katerina Vega had been a salacious means to a calculated end the first time round. Tomas had admitted as much when Gael had confronted him on his twenty-first birthday. Just as he’d admitted what Gael had always been too afraid to learn—that he’d been an unfortunate consequence of that game of emotional roulette.

Personally, his illegitimacy had long ceased to distress him—simply because he didn’t give it much cerebral capacity. It was a buried burr, cemented over with time and distance, and he’d learned to live with it. The taunts from his childhood were in the past, as was the village where he and his mother had been relentlessly stigmatised as outsiders and homewreckers. Even his inability to sustain a relationship past a month or two had worked out for him in the long run by diverting his focus to empire-building.

And yet all these years later he’d yet to succeed in getting that last damning statement out of his head.

‘Tú estás un error...’

‘You are a mistake.’

 

; Gael knew it was partly that voiced statement that made him feel relief each time he left Alejandro’s presence. His half-brother was a lot of things, but Gael knew he was not a mistake to the parents who’d created him. And while Alejandro had preceded Gael in leaving Spain, for reasons similar to his own, witnessing him taking steps to confront his past...and succeeding...left Gael still feeling an annihilating bitterness every time he thought of Tomas Aguilar.

So he’d chosen not to think of his father at all.

But now, with his mother’s actions—which he was growing more convinced were of her own volition this time—he couldn’t think of anything but!

He’d let his emotions get the better of him tonight. Perhaps even taken advantage of Goldie because of it.

Cursing, he moved from the door to the sink. About to remove the condom, he looked down. Froze. And cursed some more.

No. It couldn’t be. She was in her twenties. She couldn’t be a virgin. And yet the evidence of blood, the confirmation of his suspicion when he’d taken her, was glaring and unmistakable.

Dios mio.

Shock morphed into a different sensation. Had this been a trap? A way to secure a surer payday?

Disposing of the condom, he washed himself and stalked back into the bedroom, ready to confront her.

Except Goldie was curled on her side, fast asleep.

For ten minutes he paced the room, unaccustomed indecision plaguing him. Then, once he knew there was only one way to play this, he turned and headed for his dressing room.

CHAPTER SIX

THE WORST POSSIBLE CHOICE in a sea of bad choices.

She’d gone to sleep dreading those words were true but they were the first to slam across her mind the moment Goldie woke up. Because even before she opened her eyes she knew things wouldn’t look better in the bright light of day.

Not after Gael had hurried away after making love to her as if hell’s demons snapped at his heels.

Not after being left alone with nothing but her thoughts to occupy her.

The beginnings of doubt and disappointment at what she’d done crowded her every thought process.

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