“How did this happen?!” Silver asked, the shock still raw on his chiseled face, his silver-streaked hair disheveled from our earlier passion.
“Did you plan this?” Jax turned to me, eyes blazing with accusation. “You f****d him because he’s my brother?!”
“No, I had no idea he was a Romano. We all know him as ‘Silver the Jackal’ in the club,” I defended, my voice trembling just enough to betray the lingering heat still pulsing through me. I ached for their touch.
Both of them.
“Stop blaming her, Jax,” Silver growled, throwing a dark glare at his brother.
“If I had known you guys were brothers, I wouldn’t have f****d you or even brought you here to kiss. I promise, Jax.”
“It’s okay, sweetie, relax,” Silver murmured, pulling me into a slow, possessive embrace. His bare chest pressed agai
