Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa) novel Chapter 18

Alyssa

I watch from the kitchen as all the boys come out of King's office together. King holds a white box in his hand, and I eye it with suspicion.

"Come here, kitten," he purrs, beckoning me with a finger.

I roll my eyes. "What?"

Balancing Zuri on one hip, I cautiously approach them like a snake is going to pop out of the box and attack me.

King offers it to me with a smirk. "Open it."

"What is it?" My heart races as I furrow my brows, taking the box from him. I lift the lid and find a brand-new iPhone inside.

What in the actual fuck?

"W-What is this for?" I stammer, gaping at him.

"Yours."

"For?"

His eyebrows knit together. "It's. Yours." He stares at me like I'm the dumbest person alive.

I don't know how to respond, so I just stand there, staring.

"I think our sweet girl is in shock," Niko chuckles. "Just wait until she sees the car."

A car???

I frown, disbelief washing over me. "What are you talking about?"

When I look at King, his expression is impassive. I stomp towards the front door and fling it open. Sure enough, there's a silver SUV parked in the driveway.

I squeeze my eyes closed, hoping I'm just imagining shit, but when I open them, it's still there. It looks entirely too nice to have been found at a dump. That means he bought it for me. But why? Why is he putting so much effort into helping me? Is this some kind of prank?

Zuri's babbling pulls me back to reality, and I smile at her reassuringly. "I'm okay, princess. Mommy just needs a moment to process this."

"What do you think, kitten?" King whispers behind me, making me jump.

"What is all of this for?" I spin to glare at him. "I-I lost your bet."

Didn't I?

Unless him fucking me like a deranged animal for the last two nights was just a long, hot, fucked-up nightmare. I mean, it's make sense. That would explain why I somehow enjoyed any of it.

"Well, I'm going to get going. See you ladies later," Niko shouts, winking at me before starting his bike and speeding off. I guess he was really in a hurry.

When I shift my attention back to King, his face remains annoyingly blank. "Well?" I demand.

He lifts one shoulder lazily, but there's that usual devilish glint in his eyes. "Maybe I just felt like being nice."

I snort. "You, nice?" I don't believe it for a fucking second. "What else do you want from me?"

He's already coerced me into sex. There's not much else he can take.

Unless he wants a kidney or something.

Smirking, King lifts my chin with a finger. "What do you think I want?"

My jaw clenches. "I don't know. That's why I'm asking."