Burning Desire: Mated To My Exmate's Brothers

Amelia's POV

"Are you awake?" A voice questioned coldly.

In a strange room, I opened my eyes only to see the presence of a half naked man, obviously from the bathroom and about to dress up.

Slowly, I sat up. Though I felt weird pain lingering underneath me.

"Who are you? Why am I here? Why did you kidnap me?" I asked with teary eyes, but my voice stated otherwise. It was loud, and knew no fear.

I clearly remembered rushing home only to find my mother dead after my rejection. How I came here was a misery I am not ready to know. All I want is to get the hell out of here, and see my mother one more time.

I want to beg for her forgiveness, and apologise for not being the daughter she always wished for.

"I ask a question, who are you and why the fuck am I here?" After waiting without a response from the man who was smirking at me, I questioned rudely again.

He roughed his wet hair, making him look seducing before he walked closer to me. His gaze instilled an unknown fear in me, and reminded me of someone I badly wanted out of my memory.

"Mate, did you get so drunk that you forgot we had a steamy night?" His cold voice brought back memories of yesterday.

Everything suddenly became vivid as if it was replaying in my head. Starting from the moment I was rejected by the man I have loved all my life, broken, and embarrassed in front of everyone, down to the moment I came down to an unknown bar, It was all vivid.

"Steamy night?" My lips tilted as I recalled his words. How on earth we met, had a steamy night, and what does he meant by 'mate', made me curious.

He placed his sexy hand on my thigh before he began, our gaze interlocking each other, "Amelia, last night, I found you. A mate which I never requested."

From his voice, the fact that he hated the mating bond was obvious. His gaze alone made me wish I could disappear from here.

"Mate? Stop being ridiculous! There was no way I am your mate, nor can I be mated to another wolf after my rejection which was yesterday," I paused, then lowered my gaze not to feel intimidated. "Everyone knows that the moon goddess hardly gives second chance mates. Once broken, and forever."

To my amusement, he burst into laughter as if all my explanation was an epistle of rubbish. How can a man be this crazy?

He leaned closely to perceive my scent before he drifted back. "You've got a nice scent, maybe that was the reason my wolf can't resist you no matter how hard I tried."

"Amelia, maybe you haven't found out, lowly Omega hardly has a chance to be remated, but you were given that chance, how fortunate. But you know what, you will never have my mark!"

Hearing those words again, it made my head suddenly begin to ache. Memory of last night began to replay uncontrollably.

The moment my wolf lost control for the first time just by seeing him, how I suddenly went into heat, and began to advance towards him, I recalled everything. It was a rough night, and a steamy one.

Even though I could only feel it in my memories and the aftermath underneath me, I knew it was really steamy.

"And did I ask for your mark?" Even if I know that was a clear lie, I can't help but inquire.

After what Sean did to me, I will never love any man. I will never become any man's thing, not even to a damn mate! I don't need a mate when they will only make life a living hell for me.

He chuckled at my words before he retired to what he was doing before I began the conversation. I could only observe his masculinity, and perfect torso which was sexy, only a stone will resist his touches anyways.

I remained silent until he was done dressing before I asked him, "Since I spent the night with you, won't you leave me some money for drugs and dress? Will you just abandon me here?"

Even though I knew I was practically begging, I made it sound like I was demanding it.

"Kind of. You must not leave this room until I come for you. At least you are my mate until I reject you, you remain so," he paused with a smirk lying on his lips. "My secretary will take of you in my absence, so make sure to behave well while I am away or else -"

Before he could complete his statement, I gave him no room for it, "Or else what, mister? This is practically kidnapping! Do you think I don't have a life of my own aside from this hella shit called 'mate' uh?"

"Not Mister to you, Frank. You can call me Frankie," he corrected me before we went back to our discussion. "Who cares about your life? In as much as you are my mate, you are wholeheartedly mine. Your body, soul, heart, and life, got it?"

Frank did not allow me to say a word before he stormed out of the room.

After he was gone, I took my time to study the room, especially a specific space which looked like where it began last night.

Not only did my bra, and pants go flying their ways, but three condoms were laughing at me on the floor.

"Damn! Which man uses three condoms for a night, thank goodness I did not recall all this madness." I stated. Deep down, I wished I was sober when this happened.

I wanted to know how I felt last night, and how weird I was when I was in my heat.

"Ma'am, do you need anything?" A female's voice asked me from outside of the door.

"Yes. I need something. Come in quickly," I didn't hesitate to call her in for questioning.

"Ms Secretary, why am I being held captive here? Who is Mr Frank? Uh?" After she came in, I started questioning.

She let out a deep breath before she sat next to me on the bed, "I don't know much about him, but one thing is clear; Mr. Frank is doing this to protect you," she stated.

My eyes blinked rapidly at her words, finding it ridiculous, "how?"

Frank's POV

"Boss-"

"Doctor Frank, or Mr. Frank to you," I corrected my driver after I got into his car.

He took in a deep breath before he continued, "what are you going to do now that you are given a second chance mate? Will you choose her or choose that rude heiress?"

That was a topic I did not want to discuss, but I definitely will. "Zane, I can never betray Kate. I can never be happy with another woman when I was the reason she died."

Zane, who was about to start the car, halted and turned to glare at me. From his facial expression, I knew he had a lot to talk about.

"Doctor Frank, how did you feel when you met your second chance mate? Did your wolf get awaken?"

If there was anyone I can never lie to, then it would be to Zane, a friend who is more like a brother to me.

I exhaled sharply before I began to explain how I felt, "the moment I saw her, I felt a strong connection between us, it was an unbreakable bond. Suddenly my wolf went wild as I perceived her sweet scent, and that was how we ended up in bed. I did not slept with her-"

"No need to explain further. You have lived your life like sex was your daily dose, so this won't be any different," with that said, Zane drove off with the thought that I was reassured.

It took us a while before we arrived at the mansion. I alighted from the car, and headed inside only to meet my father obviously awaiting my presence.

"Good day," I greeted. About to head into the room, but my father's question made me halt.

"Frank, what is good about the day when you still haven't gotten married?" With a fierce gaze, my father asked. "I am going on two weeks trip, make sure you don't fight with your brothers. Sean is also part of this family, so don't make him feel inferior."

"When I come back from my trip, your wedding will commence, no objections," he finalised his statement before he headed out of the mansion with his secretary who assisted him with his suitcase.

I don't know what my dad is planning, but there is no way I am going to get married to that bitch!

"Frankie, what is up with pop?" My younger brother, Jason, who just walked in, inquired curiously.

I gave him a death glare before I headed to my room.

Immediately, I took another cool bath to enable me to calm down. I just can't think straight. Mate, father, fiancee, and my brothers, they are all frustrating!

Just when I was about to relax, a call came in. I took my phone, and picked up the call even though I did not want to talk to anyone.

"Zane, why are you calling at this time? Didn't I tell you that all my schedule at the hospital should be cancelled, same as that of the office?" I asked with my voice raised, giving him no chance to talk.

When I finally did, I was amused by what he informed me about.

"Doctor Frank, you are also Amelia's second chance mate, and there is a high chance she is mated to a powerful person to keep her wolf alive. The moon goddess is-"

"Not another lecture, man. I don't care who she is mated to. Make sure she remains in that suite, I will be there in a moment," I hung up.

I did not bother to change the light clothes I put on. I headed to the car lots before I drove off.

It took me a while before I arrived since I was a bad driver.

"Is she still... Here?" I questioned curiously with my voice sounding like I was worried about her.

I had never felt this way, no, I did not know why I am feeling this way. Is it because she is my mate? Or I am afraid that she is mated to another person when I am not going to claim her?

"Sir, she just woke up," my secretary replied, and without sparing a second, I walked inside.

I met her dressing up, but I did not feel bothered by her nakedness.

The moment she confirmed my presence, she almost brought down the roof of the building with her voice. "What are you doing here? Why are you staring at my body!"

"What is there to stare when I already touched every part of your body last night?" My brow raised, I replied with a question, not sounding naughty or shameful, but cold as usual.

Even though I did not want to be cold to anyone, this annoying mate of mine isn't an exception.

"Why are you here, mister... Oh, Frank?" She inquired, pretending not to listen to my response.

I walked closer to her, this time, I placed my hands on her shoulder before I began talking, "Mate, let's go home."

Her eyes blinked at my sudden kind reaction like I was up to something bad...and deadly.

"What home did me and you have?"

Hearing those words of hers made me burst into loud laughter. I like her type, the weak–pretending–strong type.

A dark smirk playing on the corner of my lips, I walked to the couch before I sat down, "do you think you have a home? Your father's debtor already took your house away from you after they confirmed your mother is dead. They are ready to kill a fish like you if you dare stand up to fight them."

From her facial expression, I know my words could have triggered her.

"Fuck! How the hell did you know me? Fine, if I go to your house, what sense will it make when I am not going to be your mate?" she asked with a frustrating look.

I chuckled at her words before I replied, "Who said you are going to stay in my house for free? You have to earn your keep?"

This time, I know she is desperate, and will do anything to have a roof over her head, but what can she possibly do?

Amelia's POV

'Since I am going to earn my keep, why bother about being claimed? After all I have a lot going on in mind, finding a house is the least of them,' I thought before I finally gave in to his suggestion.

I raised my gaze to glance at the cold man standing before me, "Frank, how am I going to earn my keep?" I questioned curiously.

"Work as my family's maid. You aren't just going to get free food, and a roof over your head, but your safety. I will also help you if you are in dire need," he replied calmly for the first time today.

I let out a sigh before I asked again, "why sh-"

"Can't those 'whys' of yours pause for a moment?" his dark eyes piercing into mine, he scolded.

He slid his hands into his pocket and brought out his phone before he dialled a number.

'Zane, why aren't you here by now?' he questioned loudly as if he was going to cut down the person's head if he or she was closer.

'Sir, I have been here for a while. I couldn't come in because you were having a conversation,' a voice echoed after the sound of the opened door echoed in my ear.

Forgot I was still naked, I was reminded by the disgusting look on the man's face.

"Oh... Oh... I am so... Sorry," I stuttered. Without hesitating, I wrapped the towel around my body.

Frank who was watching me didn't move an inch or react to my behaviour before he walked up to the man who just came in.

"Zane, you don't have to act shy in front of a maid. Just give me the dress and go wait for me in the car," his voice sounded different as he talked to the man, more like they were lovers.

Oh, what was I thinking?

The man nodded and left without a word, while Frank walked up to me before he threw the dress he bought at me.

"Sir... Sir... Will you... Please excuse me?" I stuttered.

Frank ignored me, and continued staring at me with the look 'did I care?'

Since I understood what he was trying to do, I decided not to make a fool of myself and dress up.

After I was done dressing up, we walked down to the car lots, and drove off to his house afterward.

The street's road to his house was so quiet that even the sound of a fallen pin could be heard. Just the thought of how silent, and boring this street was, made me imagine how it would be if it was his house.

"Amelia, what are you staring at? Are you scared because this road is silent compared to yours? Lousy, and meant for the poor."

As if he knew what was going on in my mind, he decided to piss me off with harsh words.

Again, I ignored him since I wasn't poor. It just turned out that I and my family were unfortunate.

"We are here," the man from earlier, obviously the driver, informed us.

I did not wait for them to alight before I unbolt the seatbelt and alighted from the car.

For a while, I studied the cars around. They are the new brands of cars which are super expensive. Even my life's worth will never buy one of these cars, talk more of fifteen of them.

"What are you so lost at? Amelia?"

His voice made me snap out of my exaggeration. I smiled at him without uttering a word.

The driver opened the door, and we walked into the magnificent mansion. Even Sean's house which I thought was the most outstanding building in Crystal's City wasn't a match for this.

"Amelia, will you move out of my front, and continue staring? Uh?" His voice was colder, and harsh.

I did not hesitate to walk in before I got pushed out of the way. The pain from last night hasn't subdued, I can't add another one.

No matter how hard I try not to stare at the interior of the house, my eyes won't just let me. My eyes scanned everywhere in admiration at how magnificent, and super expensive everything in it was.

"Frankie, even if we aren't on good terms, can't you inform us before bringing in a slut here? Uh?" A charming voice drew my attention, making me realise the presence of a handsome man who sat across on the couch adjacent to me.

I turned my gaze to Frank who was now a totally different person in front of his brother. Except I heard it wrong, his brother mentioned 'we' as if there is another mister here. Oh, wow, that will be mister sexy.

What a trio. Mr. Sexy, Mr. Ice–cold, and Mr. Charming, hahaha.

"Do I now need permission to bring anyone into this house? Even if I do, should it be from you or Sean?"

The name 'Sean' suddenly drew my attention to their conversation. I just hope they aren't that jerk's brothers.

Frank's brother let go of his headphone before he took a few steps closer to his brother, "why can't I when you both literally control every shit going on in my life?" With that being said, he walked out on him.

I turned to face the driver before I questioned slowly, "What is up with those two, why are they acting like enemies?"

"You better not know anything rather than to know what you shouldn't have. Don't play with them or you will regret it," as if he was selling out the last helpful card he had got, he advised me then walked out.

Left with Frank, I walked slowly to him with fear inside me. I am afraid to talk to him about personal stuff, but I think I have to. The fact that we are mates isn't deniable.

"mister... Sorry, Frankie, where is the third brother of yours? I mean, I heard 'we', so I gue-"

Before I completed my statement, he interrupted me.

"I am too tired for this. You can serve him his favourite juice in his room, I care less."

He walked away after he was done passing the vital information that I needed.

In no time, I got the juice ready with the help of the butler, and took it to the direct room.

I knocked faintly and without response, I turned the door knob, and fortunately for me it wasn't locked.

I headed in, and informed the man who was staring at his phone, "sir, I came to serve you your favourite juice."

"And did I ask for it? Why is everyone in this house so noisy? Damn!" The man yelled before he stood up about to leave.

The cup fell off my hands as I stared at the man. I cleaned my eyes to be sure if it was him, or I was dreaming, but this is really happening! My nemesis is living in this house of all places?