The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue – Chapter 8

Erica’s POV

“Are you going to stand out there all day or are you going to come in here and clean my room?” Bryce’s eyes are full of amusement as he opens his door making room for me to come inside.

I look around the room and it looks just like it did ten years ago. Clothes are all over the floor, dirty dishes are piled up on every surface, and there is a thick layer of dust that covers everything. The stench of a teenage boy hangs heavily in the room and I wrinkle my nose in disgust.

my breath.

to teach us a lesson a few years back and made us responsible for cleaning our own rooms,” Bryce tells me. “But it didn’t work.”

sit my bucket down and begin to get to work. Bryce follows me closely around the room as I pick up all of his dirty clothes off of the floor. My face flushes with embarrassment as I pick up a pair of Batman boxer briefs.

look even better on me,” Bryc

y hamper. I try to hold my breath trying not to breathe in the heady scent of his clothes. Finally, I find his empty laundry basket in hi

re spread open wide. I stand there in shock as I look at the Adonis that is laying on the bed in front of me. Impure thoughts run through my head and I have to shake my head to brush them from

rubs the bed beside him.

thing better to do than to watch me clean your room?”

hat I would rather be than right here.”

y eyes in Bryce’s direction and continue to clean up his room. Placing all of the dirty dishes in a pile, I gag at the amount of mold and stale

eral trip

e do you keep your extra sheets?” I ask Bryce who is still laying seductively on

e way and look in the bottom of the wardrobe and it is empty. There is nothing there.

something hard behind me. Glancing over my shoulder I see Bryce standing there with a grin on his face.

he wraps his arms around my shoulders. “You promised that you would never come in here again.”

“I was ten. I had no choice but to be in this room.”

kicking my legs back and forth as he tries to stuff me in the wardrobe. “You still broke a promise,” Bryce says and he traps my legs with one of his arms and stuffs me in the wardrobe. “Now I get to keep you here forever.”

the door slams shut behind me. The sound of the lock clicking echoes i

mall spaces.”

s laughter on the other side of the door. “You better get used to it, Little Fo

t behind him. I try to practice my breathing. “In… one… two… three… Out… one… two… three…” But the longer that I am in that wardrobe the smaller the space feels like it is becoming.

Someone, please.”

a way out of the wardrobe. Surely someone will realize that I am missing and come looking for me.

rst through the door and fall flat on my face.