Fated To The Four Notorious Alpha Brothers

Chapter 17: Prison

A team of patrol officers is here for the arrest, but they’re not just any cops; they work for the Notorious Brothers. Cole is so confused. I want to assure him he’ll be fine, but I can’t.

"Mr. Cole, you are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent; anything you say can be used against you in a court of law," the detective recited as he put the cuffs on him. Bryce has retired to bed, and Cooper is not here either. Parker and Gavin are the only ones left.

"What...? What does that mean?" Cole frowned as the detective cuffed him before taking him to their van.

But as they tried to leave, I quickly rushed over to them.

"He didn’t do it," I half-yelled, my outburst halting their movement.

Gavin and Parker fixed their gazes on me; their stares were dangerous and full of warnings, but I didn’t stop.

The detective also looked at me. "Cole did nothing; it’s only a misunderstanding," I explained as I moved closer to him.

"What?" The detective feigned confusion, but I pressed on. "That man is innocent," I pointed to Cole. "I was the one who assaulted him, not the other way around."

My outburst surprised the detective.

"Is this true?" He asked, shifting his gaze to Parker.

"We have evidence; you don’t need to worry. You can take him," Parker commanded.

"Yes, sir." The detective ignored me and attempted to enter his van, but I grabbed his arm, leaned in, and kissed him close to his lips.

My actions shocked everyone, including myself. What... What did I just do?

I flinched back when I realized my own actions. I must be crazy.

Before I knew it, Parker had picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder and heading into the house, ignoring my shouts and struggles as he made his way to the room.

"Leave me alone, let me go!" I shouted.

"I assaulted a police officer; I should be in jail. I want to go to prison," I kept whining, but of course, he didn’t listen. He quickly reached my room, entered, and dropped me on the bed. He started to leave, but I ran after him. I tried to escape, but he dragged me back and threw me on the bed once more.

"Stop being stubborn and stay here; you’re only making things more difficult for your little boyfriend. Don’t you understand that?" Parker groaned.

"But you also cheat on me; I don’t arrest the women you sleep with," I accused.

"What?" A scoff left his lips as he stared at me, his eyes wide in disbelief.

"Yes, you change women like you change shirts. You can do it, so why can’t I?"

"Are you seriously asking me that?" He shook his head.

I stood on the bed and faced him; the bed brought our heights closer.

I placed my hands on my waist and half-yelled, "Yes!"

"Well, the women I sleep with are just business; they’re there for fun. I sleep with them because I need to, not because I like them. I don’t have an emotional attachment to those women, unlike you. You’ve known your little boyfriend for decades."

"You’ve also known Vanessa for decades," I argued.

"Vanessa?" He repeated and laughed. Vanessa is a sex worker, but Parker can’t seem to get rid of her for some reason. He’d always call her back every time. And Vanessa is just like Sandra; she’d often scowl and throw hateful glares at me anytime she came to the house.

"Don’t laugh about this; it’s not funny." I’m being bold tonight. I’m acting differently because Cole is involved. I know I’ll end up regretting this, but I really don’t care right now. Maybe that’s how much I like him.

I don’t want to date Cole or anything, but I don’t want him to end up bad because of me. I want the brothers to let him go. The boy is too nice for this. The confusion on his face earlier nearly brought me to tears.

"So you’re going to great lengths to defend your little boyfriend, huh?" Parker walked over to me on the bed.

He stood very close to me, and before I knew it, the defenses I built started crumbling. "You really like your boyfriend," he repeated, breathing into my face. His breath smelled of mint, wine, and cigarettes.

"Why aren’t you speaking?" He groaned, but I kept my mouth shut and my lips tight. Tension grew between us, and before I knew it, his hand snuck into my nightdress.

Shit, I’m not wearing any panties or a bra; I’m in my nightdress.

"I’ve been avoiding this all evening," Parker mumbled, bringing his hand straight to my breasts. "It was the most difficult thing for me, keeping my eyes away from these beauties." He cupped my left boobs and then moved his gaze to mine.

"You ask me why I’m with other women? It’s because I get horny whenever I look at you. I get these crazy ideas inside my head, but I know I can’t do all those things with you. But I can do those crazy things with these other women. Are you aware that you’re the only one I think of every time I sleep with those other women?"

"You speak of Vanessa. Vanessa is the only woman who can handle my craziness without running out of breath. You make us all go crazy. How come you don’t know this?"

"Huh...?" He slid a finger under my jaw and turned my face towards him, but I still refused to look at him.

"Your little boyfriend? I’ll release him from prison, but he must remain there for a month; our work with him is not yet complete. We still need to punish him, but he’ll have to stay in prison until our anger subsides, or else we might end up killing him." freēwebnovel.com

Hearing his words caused me to look at him. He’ll get him out?

"Your little boyfriend will be out of prison soon; do not do anything foolish until he gets out, okay?"

"Okay..." I slightly shook my head.

He removed his hands from my body, then took a step back. "I guess I’ll have to call Vanessa again," he groaned.

"I’m so fucking hard, I might explode if I don’t get this under control."

My eyes lowered to his briefs, and I noticed what he meant: he was hard. And huge.

He turned and started to leave, but I called him back, "What if... What if I am the one to help you?" I asked, staring deeply at him.