The Moment I Stepped Into His World as the Fake Girlfriend, I Became the Real Prize novel Chapter 92

To his surprise, the girl ignored his plea and continued chatting away. "Xavier, since you're not feeling well and won't be needing this for a while, can we borrow it?"

Instantly, heat flared not just across Sterling's face, but down his neck as well.

He deeply felt that he had blushed more times because of Elena than in his entire life combined!

"Take it off and give it back to Xavier. We don't need it..."

"Don't be shy, babe. I think... Xavier understands completely. You don't mind, do you?"

Elena asked again, slowly wrapping the chain around her fingers.

Her slender, delicate fingers intertwined with the fine silver chain, casting a highly suggestive image under the warm bedroom lights.

Somehow, Sterling felt that both he and his brother were losing face entirely.

The girl, on the other hand, didn't even have a hint of pink on her cheeks, acting as if this was just another Tuesday.

Remembering her line of work, Sterling pressed his lips together.

"I. Don't. Mind!"

Xavier didn't look up either, grinding the words out through clenched teeth.

When he had willingly put on the collar and offered her the chain, she had simply tossed it away.

Yet with Sterling, she was completely engrossed, eagerly showering him with praise.

He could feel it; her provocation of him was real, but her fondness for Sterling was just as real.

Realizing this, his hands curled into tight fists against the sheets, a suffocating wave of unfamiliar, sour jealousy swelling in his chest.

"I knew you wouldn't mind, Xavier. You have so much experience in that department, unlike Sterling who doesn't know a thing. You can teach him a few tricks sometime... mmpf!"

Sterling's heart hammered in his chest, finding the girl too outrageously bold. He hurriedly clamped a hand over her mouth.

"Stop talking. Xavier needs to rest, let's just go."

She truly didn't know when to quit, completely ignoring the freezing aura radiating from his brother, who was clearly deeply offended.

To piss Xavier off this much was a talent in itself!

But the point still stood—the harder she offended Xavier now, the more severe the consequences would be later!

Forgetting that the collar was still strapped to his neck, Sterling grabbed the girl to drag her out.

"Wait—"

Elena's gaze shifted, landing on the nightstand where a box of condoms sat.

*Hah!*

After destroying the shirt, he looked at the faint red indentations on his skin, suddenly finding the whole situation utterly laughable.

*Smash—*

He slammed his fist straight into the mirror.

The sheer force spiderwebbed the glass, fracturing the reflection of his face into jagged, silently menacing pieces.

"Elena, you are... so damn ruthless."

His lips moved, offering a soundless, bitter scoff.

He had searched for her for so long, intending to punish her, to get back at her, to play her.

Yet she suddenly appeared as his brother's girlfriend, avoiding him like the plague.

Was he some kind of monster?

So he had pretended to be poor to trick her—was that some unforgivable sin?

If her new boyfriend was anyone other than Sterling, did she really think she could escape him?

It didn't matter. She wasn't good enough for his brother, and they would break up eventually.

He would patiently wait for the day she came crawling back, begging for his mercy!