Chapter 34. Evil Brother?

My throat was dry as I open my eyes and looked at my surroundings. The ceiling was high, the room was spacious, the sheets were soft and clean.

But what I didn't expect was him laying bare-chested sleeping peacefully beside me. I could see his tattoos decorating his chest and his muscled arms, all the way down to his abs, and even lower down covered by his pants. Damn! Wait what the...

"All you have to do is ask and I will strip naked for you my little vixen..." his bedroom voice was sexy and manly, thankfully the pain in my arm redirected my focus from his seductive manner.

My eyes were watery in an instant.

Damn it, Olga, this is what you call self-hurt. You shouldn't be doing this to yourself. But I knew, I would do it again in a heartbeat...

"Come, sit up, and drink your pain meds."

"I can't...it hurts," I whined at him.

"Well, you should think twice before you cut yourself." He carefully seated me, my arm was neatly bandaged.