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JUNO's POV

While we were on our way to my place, the both of us remained silent and it was deafening. Brey was just quietly driving while I on the other hand was looking outside, watching the scenery outside. I kept on glancing at him from time to time but he looked like he didn't have any plan of opening any topic. I heaved a sigh.

I wasn't used of staying quiet like this whenever I'm with someone because that would be boring. I was tempted to talk but I didn't know what to say to him. Knowing him, he would just answer sarcastically for sure if I attempted to.

I wanted to talk to distract myself because I've been feeling weird since we got inside his car. I didn't know why but I was affected because his scent could be smell inside the car. He smelled so good and I couldn't believe that I could appreciate his smell when I couldn't even do the same to my own boyfriend before.

His cologne wasn't that strong unlike those of other guys. It was the kind of smell that was neat but manly at the same time that could capture any woman's attention.

I couldn't help but to compare Rocco's cologne to his. I've never appreciated Rocco's because it was too strong. There was one time that I had to tell him not to put on so much of it because I couldn't stand the smell and he got irritated at me.

"Do you have something to say?" that pulled me out of my reverie which caused to me almost jump off my seat.

"What?" he threw me a glance before he answered.

"I just asked you if you wanted to tell me something because you've been fidgeting on your seat while glancing at me from time to time." I bit my lower lip. I didn't know that he noticed that. I thought he was just looking at the road and wasn't giving me any attention but I was wrong.

"N-Nothing." I answered uncomfortably under his gaze before I heaved a sigh.

"Can I turn the stereo on?" I asked after a couple of seconds.

"Sure. Go on." I pressed the on button and then searched for a FM station. I tried to find a FM station which was currently playing good music but the songs that each station was playing weren't that good. I decided to just connect it to my phone.

I turned the Bluetooth on and then connected it to my phone. When it finally got connected, I chose a song from my playlist. I chose the song of Ariana Grande, Thank U, next. Then, the song started playing.

"What the—what's this song?" Brey suddenly asked after a couple of seconds. He had an amused look on his face and I couldn't hold back the gasp that escaped my lips. This was the first time that I've seen him with this kind of expression without any hint of sarcasm along with it and he took my breath away. He looked so handso---no, Juno! He's not!

I collected myself together and tried to act normally even though my heart was beating in a weird way just because of seeing him with that expression. This was the first time that he openly showed me an expression aside from being jerk, serious and sarcastic.

"Why? It's quite a nice song, right?" he shrugged his shoulders and he looked like he was about to burst out into laughter but he was just trying his hard not to.

"So, you like this kind of song, huh? I didn't expect that." he said me after a minute or so and it surprised me. I thought he would remain silent but at last, he finally had the interest to talk about a certain topic.

"It depends. I don't really have a music genre preference. If I like a song, then I'll listen to it no matter what genre it is." he nodded his head but he didn't comment.

"What about you? Do you like music?" I asked, wanting for the conversation to get going.

"Why are you asking?" I rolled my eyes.

"Nothing. I'm just curious. You asked me first and I answered your question. Besides, you're the one who said that we should get to know every detail about each other so that we could properly portray our roles in pretending as a couple in front of everyone."

"I am not into music." My lips parted.

"Are you serious?" I couldn't help but ask. He shrugged his shoulders again. I groaned inwardly. He's really a cold guy. Why couldn't he just be polite and try to lighten up the moment by just answering? Here I was trying my best to make the moment lighter but here he was, being cold and quiet. I mentally shook my head.

We remained silent for a couple of seconds until he finally spoke again.

"We're almost there." I rolled my eyes but chose not to respond. So, he knows how to talk after all!

After a minute or so, I got surprised when he stopped the car in front of our gate without me telling anything to him.

"How did you know that this is our house?" I couldn't help but ask.

"I just know that it is. Anyway, go. I'll just wait here for you. Take whatever you want to take with you." he answered dismissively and then leaned his back against his seat before he closed his eyes. It looked like he was planning to sleep while waiting.

I stared at him for a couple of seconds. Sometimes, I couldn't help but wonder why he was so cold. He's a successful, wealthy and handsome man but he was behaving like he had the world on his shoulders. Well, maybe that was just me assuming things.

I heaved a sigh before I decided to go out of the car. While I was walking towards the main door, something popped up in my head.

I think, I was right after all. Brey Amouretti is really my stepmother's son! I could still remember that time when my mom told me that I've already met his son because he came over to our house before. Even though I couldn't recall his face anymore, those tantalizing amethyst eyes of his registered on my mind because he was the only one I've ever met that has that kind of eye color. Just like Brey's.

Now, I could almost confirm that they're really the same person.

I looked back at his car which was parked just outside the gate. I could tell that he still has his eyes closed because the window of the car was rolled down halfway.

I noticed a while ago that he didn't even throw a single glance at our house. Maybe he didn't want to remember those times that he came over at our house and got treated coldly by my father and my stepmother.

I suddenly felt bad for him. If I've only known back then that he was my stepmother's son, maybe I would've done something. Well, I was still young back then.

I bit my lower lip and opened the main door. I entered inside and then went straight upstairs, to my room to get my things. Thankfully, I haven't taken my things out of my suitcase yet.

I decided to take my suitcase with me. After I got all the things that I knew I would need, I talked to Francesca. I told her that I would go to a friend's house and live there while I'm here in the USA.

"Please don't tell mom about this. Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'll come home from time to time." she nodded her head.

"I understand."

After our short talk, I went out of the house with my luggage. She offered to help me with my things but I declined because she was busy doing some household chores.

Thankfully, my suitcase had wheels so even though it was heavy, I still managed to pull it.

When I arrived at the car, Brey looked like he was already asleep. I knocked at the driver's window to get his attention. He groaned before he opened his eyes. He looked so sleepy.

"What?" he asked with annoyance.

"Can you please help me put my things in the trunk?" the corner of his lips lifted.

"You're asking me?" there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone. I rolled my eyes.

"Jerk!" I muttered before I turned around and went back to the back of his car. I was about to try lifting my heavy suitcase when that familiar scent tickled my nostrils.

The next thing I knew, he already deposited my suitcase inside the car's trunk.

"I thought you didn't want to help me?" I voiced out my irritation.

"Did I tell you that I didn't want to?" my jaw slacked open. I was at loss for words. This guy really is something...

"See? Next time, don't just jump into conclusions." He taunted and then closed the lid of the trunk. He left me there and then got on the driver's seat. I released a harsh breath and then got inside the car as well.

"I thought you would just remain standing there like a statue." He said before he started the engine of the car. I looked at him in disbelief.

"You really are a jerk, aren't you?" he shrugged his shoulders and then stepped on the accelerator without commenting of what I've said. He looked like he didn't care at all that I called him jerk. I gritted my teeth and just chose to remain quiet even though I was so displeased of his behavior.

Just like before, we remained silent. I was still annoyed but I chose to close my eyes and sleep it off. I still have a hangover so I drifted off to sleep after a couple of minutes...

I slowly opened my eyes when I felt someone touching my cheek in a feathery manner. I gasped in shock when the first thing I saw was Brey's face which was already so close to mine. His breath was fanning my face.

Our eyes met.

"W-Why are you staring at me like that?" I wanted to kick myself when I stuttered. He caressed my right cheek as his eyes went down to my lips.

"You're so beautiful. I want to kiss you." my eyes widened. My breath went hitch as my heartbeat became faster than normal. I couldn't breathe properly anymore because of how close he was. I could see the evident desire in his eyes and that made my body burn with equal desire as well.

I couldn't believe that I was capable of feeling this way. Rocco tried to seduce me before but I didn't feel this kind of feeling to his seductions. Brey haven't done anything to me yet but I felt like I was already losing my mind.

Flame of desire was engulfing my entire body.

My body was already at his full mercy. I gulped inaudibly.

"I know that you want me too. I know that you could feel this feeling that I am feeling right now."

"I-I don't know what y-you're talking about." I tried to resist by putting my palms against his chest to push him away but I didn't succeed. I felt like my strength got taken away from me by those amethyst eyes of his.

"Don't lie. I can clearly read you." I swallowed hard as I bit my lower lip. His eyes darkened with fiery desire.

"What do you want me to do?" I couldn't help but ask. He took my hand and then kissed it. I almost moaned with delight when he proceeded on showering small kisses to my palm up to my shoulder.

"Oh, God!" I muffled a squeal when I felt his breath on my neck. My body was slightly trembling with need. I felt hot all over.

"You smell so good." He praised before he continued his butterfly kisses there until he reached my lips. But instead of kissing me, he showered kisses all over my face.

"I want you." he declared full of need and then cupped my face. I met his tantalizing orbs.

"Tell me you want me too." The way he said that was firm, as if he doesn't want me to lie or deny him. I didn't know what came over me. I got overwhelmed by his seductions.

"I-I want you." I uttered before I could stop myself. A triumphant smile formed his lips before he closed the gap between us and then covered my lips with his. His kiss was gentle as first but as it lasts, it became rough and needy.

His naughty tongue traced the contours of my lips before he thrusted it inside my mouth to mate with my waiting tongue.

I felt like the temperature around us increased considerably. His hands became busy as well as it began playing with my breasts.

"Brey..."I moaned when he finally let go of my lips and kissed his way down to the sensitive area of my neck. He expertly teased me there as his hands continued kneading my mountains.

I was already so lost of what he was doing to me. I felt his other hand went to the zipper of my jeans and then unzipped it in a jiffy.

The next thing I knew, he already slipped his hand inside my panties and palmed my wetness.

"I love how wet you are." His voice was husky with intense desire. He began teasing me down there and I couldn't help but to moan his name. His finger expertly circled my hard nub and it felt so good!

This was my first time experiencing this kind of act and it felt sinfully good. My core became even wetter as he continued rubbing it with his fingers. It was too much!

I was biting my bottom lip in order to stop myself from screaming because of the intense pleasure.

"Come for me." he commanded as he continued his ministrations. Just a little bit more and I would reach that unexplainable pleasure...

"Juno..." I heard him say but my eyes remained closed.

"Juno..." I suddenly got irritated with his that his. He was distracting me. The pleasure was ebbing and I haven't reached my destination yet.

"I'll kiss you if you won't wake up right now." I opened my eyes right away when I heard what he said. He was obviously threatening me.

I looked around and saw Brey staring at me with his eyebrows furrowed.

"W-Where are we?" I asked confusedly.

"We're here at the parking of the mall. I just need to buy something first before we eat lunch." He answered. There was something in the way he stared at me but I couldn't pinpoint what it was about. He looked weird.

I noticed him staring at my breasts before he quickly looked away. He swallowed hard.

I looked at myself. I felt like blood rushed to my cheeks when I realized that I was actually dreaming! Oh, my gosh! I dreamed of him doing those erotic things to me! It was so embarrassing!

How did I end up having a wet dream about him anyway? Oh, Gosh! I'm sorry, Rocco...

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OMG! Juno is being naughty :)

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