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Plus he had a card to play his brother never could: empathy. Women fell for it every time. Vie was his. It was only a matter of time.
    Games were challenging but this one would be even better and sweeter once he won it and Vie belonged to him.

 
    Chapter 4
     
    Vie
     
    H ow many times had my mother told me it was rude to snoop on other people?
    I’d never wished I heeded her advice so much until today.
    The moment I was shown to my room, I looked around but had absolutely no desire to unpack. It was a standard full room with a California King bed, designer everything and a large en suite bathroom with both a walk-in shower and separate bathtub that could easily accommodate two people.
    It was elegant yet understated. I hadn’t expected anything different but after spending so much time in the airport and on a plane, I wanted to explore this gorgeous home located in the hills of Hollywood and breathe fresh, non-recycled air.
    I quickly took a shower and changed into a pair of jean shorts and sleeveless Joan Jett & the Blackhearts t-shirt I’d picked up at a thrift store. It was completely vintage and totally eighties with strategic cuts throughout to show off a little skin.
    I might have been a virgin due to my genophobia but I sure as fuck wasn’t innocent. I didn’t have a problem with my sexuality—it was dealing with men and their need to want to fuck me that was the issue.
    I walked out of my room and closed the door behind me before traipsing down the stairs. My lack of shoes kept me quiet and unnoticeable; hence how I almost walked in on Blaine and Zed discussing me.
    “After you have had your fun, she’s mine ,” Blaine said in an authoritative tone.
    “Or what?” Zed countered.
    My God. Were they actually negotiating terms about me? And why didn’t this surprise me in the least bit?
    My face grew heated and I backed up a bit in the hallway.
    Surely they’d heard of women’s rights and the fact that a woman couldn’t be ordered around? Were they as crazy as they sounded or had I just slipped into some alternate universe where women were only around to do their bidding?
    Yes, they were good looking guys but I had an issue with the male sex in general. The looks of a man—or lack thereof—weren’t the reason why I was still a virgin. I had no interest in sex, period.
    Nada.
    It didn’t stir any pangs of desire in my loins and my panties didn’t get wet. There was just a blank slate below my waist. I knew it wasn’t normal—hell, I studied abnormal psychology and had a Master’s degree in the subject. I knew I had a problem but it wasn’t theirs to solve. I certainly wouldn’t put up with being treated like a fucking birthday cake everyone could just have a piece of and that applied to the Pascal-Baasch brothers as well as anyone else.
    I continued to back away from the sitting room, not wanting to hear anymore of their conversation when I hit a wall.
    A human one that was well over six feet tall and built like a brick shithouse.
    I turned around to face one of the most beautiful creatures I’d ever seen.
    Dark hair, cut short yet long enough for a girl to run her fingers through those silky brown locks. Piercing crystal blue eyes, a creamy almost girlish complexion and features that were pure Pascal-Baasch. This was the famed Xavier and my cover had just been shot to shit if I had one.
    “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, as he looked me up and down like a delectable dish ready to be served up.
    “Vie,” I said simply, my heart throbbing in my chest like I was about to have a heart attack while I grabbed my slender neck and wrapped a hand around it to prevent a panic attack.
    “Xavier but you can call me Zavi. Everyone else does.”
    I smiled. “I like Xavier better in that case.”
    “Baby, you’re free to call me whatever the fuck you want.” His blue eyes darted away from me before he smiled but there was no mirth in it. “Eaves dropping?”
    “No.” I shook my head. “I