The first ce on my list of wooing Addison today was a museum, so I’d shower her withpliments while we check out ancient artworks. Right after we pulled up there and got out of the car, Aisha was at my side in the next second, pressing up against me as she blinked up at me. I felt my eyes twitch a little, and I wondered how she could be this shameless.


    “My corset buttons came off, help me fix it?” She asked, still pressed up against me. Again, I was tempted to fully shoot this down, but I reminded myself that I might really need her help at a point, so to me, it’s undoubtedly a good thing that she’s clearly so attracted to me. I mean, <i>to </i>get a hand on Marco’s phone in order to get any solid dirt, I might have to employ her help.


    “Of course, why not?”


    As I did her corset buttons up, she began to talk my ears off almost immediately. However, I was barely listening to what she was saying, because from the side of my eyes, I caught sight of Marco whispering something to Addison while she blushed andughed.


    I felt irritation shrug through me.


    Fucking Marco.


    I couldn’t afford for him to connect with Addison today at all, else he’d ruin the little progress I’ve


    made with Addison, and I couldn’t have that just yet.


    “Do you like the color of my top? I heard green is your favorite color, so I thought to wear this today.” Aisha was saying and I forced myself to focus on her again, then I stifled a sigh.


    This is such a hassle cause I’m not into her one bit.


    It hit me just now, that seducing Addison and doing all what I’ve been doing with her since I arrived, hadn’t caused me a lot of hassle because I’m actually attracted to her. After all, I had thought it was gonna be a lot of work to get turned on in order to fuck her, but s, I had been met with theplete.


    Deciding not to dwell on that right now, I shoved that thought to the back of my mind and focused on Aisha, “Is that so? I’m very much ttered.” I sighed out and she grinned, clearly pleased, but I was rolling my eyes on the inside cause green wasn’t even my favorite color, it was grey.


    “I’ll be right back,” I tell her before striding to where Marco and Addison were speaking at the back of the car, and I ced my hand around Addison’s waist once I was beside her.


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    Marco bristled as he red at me. “I don’t understand, can’t I speak to my friend privately without you


    intruding?”


    I scoffed before responding. “Well, you can’t, cause should your fianceee over and use her of seducing you, you’ll remain mute.” I snapped and he bristled again, his face red with anger.


    “You’re controlling and imposing, cause Addison and I are <i>cool</i>, and I already apologized about that!” He gritted out and I felt surprised.


    Marco apologizing? He must really really love Addison and couldn’t stand the thought ofpletely losing her at all.


    Marco was speaking to Addison this time. “Does he control you? Force you to do things? Just tell me


    and…”


    Addison shook her head. “He doesn’t, I promise.”


    After Marco finally left to go meet Aisha who was on her phone, I regarded Addison for a few seconds.


    “What were you two talking about?” I asked, feeling suspicious that he had confessed his feelings to her or something. But if he had, she definitely would have told him the entire truth of our fake rtionship.


    “Oh, he was just talking about thest time he was here. He said he wished he had brought me along thest time he was here because so many things in the museum reminded him of me.”


    Fucking Marco. Of course he had said that. He was such a fucking sly snake. He knew the words to say to Addison to keep her longing for him, without fully giving himself to her.


    But I couldn’t have that bastard ruin all the progress I’ve made with Addison so far.


    “You should feign disinterest when next hees to talk to you about something throughout the rest of our double date, okay?”


    “Why? But we won’t be in anywhere private.”


    Good point.


    “That’s to cause intrigue and yearning. He’ll be confused, and he’ll try to press even harder because to him, that’s unusual of you. He’ll want you even more.” I just blurted out a whole lot of bullshit that sounded reasonable enough. Addison thought about it for a few seconds before slowly nodding, and I


    heaved in relief.


    “Okay.”


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    I cupped her cheek, fully intending on doing something intimate right now topletely take her mind off Marco for now. However, as I stroked her cheek with my thumb, something warm unfurled in my chest, and I was consumed with an urge to kiss her, and I wasn’t sure if that urge was because of my n to seduce her… or because I actually wanted it.


    I didn’t end up kissing her, but after we rounded the car, Marco was saying something to Aisha then they were briefly kissing and he briefly squeezed her ass. Beside me, Addison scowled darkly at the sight, and watching her scowl took me back to a particr thought of mine- that perhaps this coupleing with us today is a blessing in disguise. Addison having <i>to </i>watch this, would get her annoyed and more vulnerable, leaving her thirsty for something like that, and that’s where I’lle in.


    In the museum, as we stood before the oil painting of a woman that seemed to be molded by the sun itself, I turned towards Addison, fully intending on telling how she glowed <i>like </i>that painting. However, fucking Marco beat me to it.


    “This artwork radiates the same energy as you, Addison.‘


    As expected, Addison blushed, and I forced myself to not re at Marco and to instead remain very


    collected.


    “This jewel is as beautiful as your eyes, bunny.” I said to her just minutester, and again, Addison blushed beautifully.


    “Really?”


    I nodded, reaching out to stroke her hair out of her face, cause I could, but Marco couldn’t.


    “Of course. If it’s up for sale, I’ll buy it right now no matter the price.” I continued and she flushed while shaking her head.


    “Oh I don’t think that’s importan-” she was speaking when Marco nodded.


    “Exactly, Addison. That jewel is ugly on top of that.”


    This time, I scowled at him while he scowled back at him. With our eyes still locked, I pulled Addison into my side, enjoying the way his eyes visibly darkened with anger.


    We went deeper into the museum, and Marco and I still kept subtly fighting over whoplimented Addison the most. I couldn’t believe <b>that </b>I was presently in <b>a </b>situation like this.


    Aisha was just trailing behind us,pletely engrossed in her phone. She hadined about museums being boring a minute after we all stepped into therge building. Marco had offered for her to wait in the car but she had refused.


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    Despite thepetition between myself and Marco right now, I was winning the most points cause unlike him I could touch Addison along with eachpliment or nuzzle her cheek and throat, and that kept worsening Marco’s mood.


    “That ring is too expensive for Addison. You think she can afford it with how poor she is?” He demanded when I told Addison a ring we were examining would look even better on her.


    Marco was so predictable. I had predicted that he’d go down this route once he saw that I was having


    more effect on Addisonpared to him.


    Addison had a hurt expression on. “Oh.”


    Seeing this as the best avenue to make her gravitate to me even more, and cause weirdly, I felt annoyed by what he just said- I took her hand in mine as I spoke. “I’ll buy you all the rings in the world to make you smile.”


    It worked, and she beamed shyly at me, the sight doing something to my inside. I leaned forward and kissed her forehead, and she melted against me.


    When I pulled back, Marco was ring at me as expected.


    “Do you remember thest time we were here, brother?” He asked and I tensed up. He doesn’t call me that anymore, it sounded so weird on his tongue right now. Once upon a time, Marco loved and cared for me like I did him, till it all went downhill.


    “Yeah, about a decade ago.” I muttered and Addison looked between us in surprise.


    I couldn’t fully remember what happened back then, but I just knew we had a fight, our biggest fight


    that started the drift between us.


    “It was the night after you fucked my first girlfriend.” Marco drawled and Addison gasped between us.


    As soon as Marco said those words, more memories returned to my mind- of us running around in the museum while our parentsined that we’d get thrown out. Marco had received a breakup. text from his girlfriend, and in the text, she had included that we fucked the previous night, and that it was the reason she got together with Marco, to get to me.


    “That’s not true, I didn’t know she was your girlfriend.” I pointed out, which was the truth. Granted, back then, Marco did tell me about his girlfriend whom he loved so much, but he didn’t show me a picture of her. There was no way for me to know that she was his girlfriend when we met at a party, then fell into bed together right after.


    “You lying bastard. You did. I told you her name, what she looked like, and even now she smelled like!


    you still fucked her, cause you always desire everything that’s mine.” He gritted out and I felt anger


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    start to build up within me.


    “Her name? What she smelt like? How the fuck was i supposed <i>to </i>remember that in a party when i


    was buzzed as hell?”


    “Excuses, excuses.” He sneered and after that, one thing led to another, till we <i>were </i>punching each other and crashing into one of the artwork locked away in a protective ss.


    After that, the museum automatically shut down, then water rained down on us and as all got drenched. Aisha was screaming in horror over her getting wet, Addison was asking if I was okay, Marco was still trying to punch me but was being pulled back by security…


    Then we all got thrown out.