Forbidden Pleasures
Brother-in-Law’s Secret 11
The Threat
Emma’s pov
The next forty-eight hours felt like walking on a tightrope over a pit of fire. I moved through the house like a ghost, trying to keep the "Normal Emma" mask from slipping off my face. I sat at the breakfast table and forced myself to eat toast that tasted like cardboard. I smiled at Emily when she told me about her plans to redecorate the guest bathroom. I even managed to laugh when she told a joke about one of her coworkers.
But inside, I was screaming.
Whenever Alex entered a room, the air seemed to vanish. My skin would prickle, and the back of my neck would go hot. I could feel his gaze on meheavy, dark, and full of secrets. We didn't speak unless Emily was right there, but the silence between us was louder than
