The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 110: Caught

Chapter 110: Caught

"M-Matteo." Beatrix stammered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Out of the people who had caught her it was Matteo.

"W-what are you doing here? She asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

"I came to check on you. And I’m glad I did," Matteo said, his voice cold and accusatory. "Imagine if it had been another person, what do you think is going to happen, Beatrix!" He yelled at her

Beatrix flinched. It was the first time that Matteo was raising his voice at her.

Bile rising in her throat, Beatrix tried to play it cool. "It’s not what you think, Matteo," she stammered. "We were just talking and it just happened."

"Just talking?" Matteo scoffed. "You expect me to believe that? Your fiancé is lying down on a hospital bed fighting for his life and you’re here having your tongue buried in his brother’s mouth."

Beatrix flinched. She didn’t know how to explain to Matteo that she was with both brothers and Damien already knew about it.

Society was never going to accept that and she was afraid of what her brother would say or think about her.

"It’s my fault. I kissed her." Rhys mumbled. Matteo snapped his attention to Rhys and he strode towards him.

"Stop it,Matteo l!" She screamed as he launched himself at Rhys.

"What are you doing?" Despite her pleas, Matteo punched Rhys in the eye, causing him to stumble.

Rhys quickly regained his footing and retaliated with a punch of his own, striking Matteo in the nose and causing it to bleed profusely.

But even with blood streaming down his face, Matteo continued to advance on Rhys, intent on continuing the fight.

He pushed Rhys towards the floor and climbed on top of him and began punching him repeatedly.

"Matteo, stop! Please!" She screamed as she watched in horror while clutching her hair. She noticed that Rhys wasn’t fighting back anymore and she lunged at Matteo in an attempt to stop him from hitting Rhys.

"Stay the fuck out of this,Beatrix!" He pushed her away from him and she fell to the floor but she quickly lifted herself up as she witnessed Rhys’ nose filling with blood, his brow and bottom lip had split open and blood was dripping down his face and neck, drenching his shirt.

"Matteo, please! I’m begging you! You’re hurting him. "

The look in Matteo’s green eyes was frightening. Beatrix knew why he was acting like this. He had been betrayed once by the woman he was going to marry.

She had been screwing her stepbrother and when Matteo found out , he had been livid. Beatrix was just fifteen at that time but she could remember the sadness in her brother’s eyes. Even now the same sadness lingered.

So seeing her also kiss Rhys she knew he was reminiscing that memory.

His own sister was just the same as the woman he hated the most.

A cheater.

Rhys managed to pick himself off of the ground, his lips curled into a sinister smirk as if he was finding all of this amusing.

"Mother fucker! Don’t you ever touch her again you fucking hear me?" Matteo roared as he glared at Rhys.

"I can’t help myself. Your sister is really addictive." Rhys whispered.

And with that Matteo lost it and began punching his jaw and she shouted at him to stop.

Matteo stood up and violently began to kick Rhysin the ribs.

"Matteo, that’s enough!" She screamed yet again pulling at his clothing in a frantic attempt to get him to stop.

"Matteo, please, calm down. I’m so sorry. I never meant for this to happen," she said completely distraught.

"I had a fucking feeling that this was going on!

What the fuck are you doing with him,Beatrix?

He’s going to be your fucking brother-in-law!" Matteo said through bloodied teeth as he pinched the bridge of his nose in an attempt to stop bleeding.

"Beatrix, don’t..." Rhys began.

"Leave us alone,Rhys, please!" She bellowed. Her heart writhed with pain as she saw his already swelling face but she needed to talk to Matteo.

"Please, just give us a minute." She begged and Rhys angrily made his way out of the room.

Beatrix tried to grabbed Matto’s face,

"Don’t," he said while harshly pulling away from her.

He looked into her eyes, anger and disappointment lingering in his eyes.

"How long has this been going on?

How the fuck could you do this to Damien?"

Beatrix didn’t dare look into his eyes. She turned away from him and dug her face in her hands.

This is exactly what she had been dreading.

She opened her eyes to see that Matteo had made his way around her and was now standing in front of her again.

"Tell me!" He screamed, causing her to balk.

"M-matteo." She whispered.

"Are you fucking him?" He questioned under, his voice breaking, the look on his bloodied face pleading with her to say no.

"I’m in love with him," shd replied softly and she stared at his face. He obviously hadn’t expected that response from her.

He took a step towards her . "That was not what I asked. Have you slept with him, Beatrix?"

"N-no, Y-Yes. I mean we have done things but no penetration," she breathed out with a single sob.

"What the fuck? When? When Damien was in coma? Huh?"

She shut her eyes. "Matteo..."

"Fuck! I’m going to kill him! How could you do this to Damien?" he repeated,

"How could you do this to someone you claim that you love? Do you not care about anybody but your fucking self? You disgust me. You’re lucky that mom isn’t alive to see this, she’d be disgraced by you! Fucking your fiancé’s brother. We raised you better Beatrix!"

Matteo walked away to leave and she sank on the floor. She began to bawl but she wiped her tears away as quickly as they emerged from her eyes and made her way back to Damien’s room.

*********

When Beatrix got back inside Damien’s room she realized they were in the middle of a heated argument.

They all stopped and turned to look at her.

"Why the fuck are your eyes swollen? Were you crying?"

Remo asked as he strode towards her. Beatrix averted her gaze.

"It’s nothing. I want to be with Damien if that’s okay with you."

Remo frowned. Clearly he didn’t like that she was dismissing them when something was wrong with her.

"No. Not until you tell me why you’re crying." He insisted stubbornly.

"Remo..I think your sister wants to talk to me, not you. You can leave."

Damien said darkly.

"Come here darling." Damien beckoned at Beatrix.

She walked towards him and sat down beside him on the bed.

"Come on Remo. Your sister wishes to be alone with her fiancé. You have to respect that. Let’s leave them alone." Her father muttered and Beatrix was thankful that he didn’t ask her what was wrong.

She was too ashamed to even look at him. She was afraid that he would see her sins too and judge her.

Remo snorted, " Fine. We are going. We will come back when I find the place for you."

Damien nodded, "Okay."

Her father pressed a kiss on her forehead before they left the room, leaving her alone with Damien.

"What’s wrong?" Damien grabbed her cheeks and wiped the tears stained there.

"My-brother—"

Damien frowned, "Matteo? Because he was the one who had left to find you. He was worried that something had happened to you."

Beatrix nodded, she fiddled with her fingers. Still her brother’s words stung her.

"How could you do this to someone you claim that you love? Do you not care about anybody but your fucking self? You disgust me.

You’re lucky that mom isn’t alive to see this, she’d be disgraced by you! Fucking your fiancé’s brother. We raised you better Beatrix!"

"He saw me kissing Rhys." She whispered, her voice barely a whisper.

"Fuck..."

"What did he say?" Damien asked softly.

"He beat Rhys, Damien. Pretty badly. His fiancé had cheated on him some years ago with her stepbrother so imagine what he had felt when he saw me."

Damien sighed, "Did you tell him about our agreement?"

Beatrix shook her head, "No. I couldn’t. His eyes held much disgust and anger. I have never seen my brother like that."

Beatrix said as tears welled in her eyes.

"I’m afraid he is going to tell my dad. I don’t want them to be disappointed."

Damien pulled her into his arms and rubbed her back gently.

"He said my mom will be disappointed with me. That he is disgusted with me. I-I "

"I’m sure he didn’t mean that Beatrix. He is just hurt. Your mom will be proud of you. You have grown up so beautifully."

"But-I’m a whore right? Falling in love with two brothers." She let out a mirthless chuckle.

Damien pulled away from her, "Of course not. Don’t say that." He scolded.