POVXI carry Millie, weaving in and out of people, and then exit the club. I carry her through the long hallway, into the elevator, and finally to the penthouse. Millie is now fast asleep, it takes every fucking muscle in my arm to reach into my pocket to grab my key to unlock the door. By some miracle I’ve accomplished it, I push open the door, backing us in carefully, attempting to not wake Millie or hit any part of her body on the door frame. I walk us into my bedroom and lay her on my bed. As luck would have it, she’s still fast asleep with an adorable little snore. I’m a little irritated with her antics tonight but god damn does she look beautiful. A few weeks ago I never thought I’d see the image of the woman I love laying here in my bed again but here she is, sleeping like an angel. I lean down and kiss her forehead, “I love you,” I whisper. My phone starts to ring, Julian. I leave the bedroom and go into the living room, careful not to wake sleeping beauty. “Yeah, what’s u
POV Millie I’ve left him stunned by my words as he just lays there, back to the ground and silenced. I feel empowered being the one in control right now, it’s usually him who controls every situation but today, right here, right now, it’s me, I’m holding the power. “So what’s it going to be Xavier?” I ask in a seductive raspy tone. “I..umm..” he starts saying like a thirteen-year-old boy, flustered and shy and completely submissive to me.“What’s that?” I ask poking fun at the situation. “I’ll take option one,” he whispers. “Good boy,” I say taking my heel off of his rock-hard chest. I turn my back to him and look over my shoulder as I drop one strap away from my shoulder, “are you going to just lie there and stare or help me?” He races to his feet as fast as humanly possible. I’m now turned back facing him. He unzips the top part of my two-piece dress, letting it fall to the floor and revealing to him my bare chest. “No bra, huh?” He asks into my ear. “I think that you’ll f
POV X Weeks of pent-up frustration and stress have finally been released. I needed this more than I really thought. I would’ve waited an eternity for Millie to be ready for what we just did. This is how I wanted it to be, where she came to me, practically begging, that’s how I knew she was inclined. I couldn’t deny her anymore, not that she was allowing me much of a choice anyway. She was on fucking fire tonight, in complete control of what she wanted, what she needed from me. It was fucking amazing being with Millie again. I missed that body of hers, the connection of being one again. It’s more than just fucking with her, it’s deeper than that. Everything is different with that woman, she’s changed the game for me when I never thought anyone could. She’s currently lying in my arms, fast asleep, naked and our bodies are as close as can be, entangled in one another and I couldn’t feel any more whole than I am right now. I love her so fucking much it’s overwhelming and terrifying at
POVMillie I keep the pen in between my fingers flicking on my desk echoing a calming sound while my mind is going a mile a minute. I have work to do on this Monday morning but the highs and lows of the weekend have overridden my attention. Now that I have a clearer head, the highs of being in the same vicinity of X and the lows of not knowing what to think of Dani come to mind. The two of them seemed so…natural together. What were they doing together outside that night before I interrupted? I’m still a little shocked I had the confidence to confront them, it was the alcohol of course, but what if I didn’t? Would they have done something with one another? “Ugh,” I sigh out dropping the black pen to the desk and occupying my hands with the weight of my overactive head. My mind goes solely back to Dani. I’m not sure if the past is catching up to me and the insecurities I feel when it comes to X that make me weary about her or if I’m just being dramatic and she is in fact just an inno
POVMillie It’s here. The dreaded day of June 22nd has arrived like it does every year. I’ll get the sympathy texts from family like I do every anniversary. It’s bittersweet to receive the messages because I know it’s coming from a loving place but on the other hand, I’m the one that took my mom's life, it's sad and humiliating through and through. June 22nd is always the same routine, I cry myself to sleep the night before, wake up absolutely distraught like the event happened only hours ago, and play every minute of the day in my mind the same way it did that day. I go into self-destruction mode and watch the clock remembering what I was doing at that exact moment. For example, it’s currently 9:00 am, physically I’m at work, mentally, I’m sitting at home with my mom while my dad is at work. I’m eating breakfast while I talk to my mom about the dress we’re picking up and from there I’ll continue on with every detail, living the day in a divided reality. This year I prayed I wouldn
POVMillie This man, this man I have fallen for, makes me fall for him deeper and deeper with every passing day. In this moment, I don’t think I can love a person more. He understands me in ways I didn’t know I needed to be understood. He’s here for me, standing in front of me holding me while I fall apart. I love him the way I know I will never love another. He opens his way too-expensive car for me and I get inside, he closes the door for me and walks around the car to get himself in. I have no idea what he’s got in mind but as long as he’s here by my side, I’m in for it. He pulls us out of my work parking lot and hops on the freeway going southbound. I’m really confused about where we’re headed. He takes his hand in mine giving it a minuscule squeeze, just enough to redirect my attention to him. “Why don’t you take a little nap, it’s going to be a bit of a drive,” he says glancing from me to the road. I nod my head, a nap doesn’t sound like an awful idea, I’m exhausted from th
POVMillie After paying, I change out of my work clothes and into my Coronado attire in the dressing room. I thank the woman I’m not entirely fond of before exiting the store and meeting a waiting X outside. He’s currently on his phone sounding less than pleasant to whoever he’s speaking to. I empathize with the unfortunate person on the other line. X has never yelled at me and I think if he would have I would’ve been frightened, his whole demeanor changes when he’s pissed. Sure, when he’s upset he’s thrown some inappropriate hateful words my way but I know he doesn’t actually mean them.As he’s still on the phone, he turns around looks my way, smirks at my new and not-so-improved out, and holds up his index finger to indicate he’ll be a minute. Good, I’ll need a minute anyway. This freaking guy is going to make me melt and become one with the concrete beneath my feet. He’s made literally two changes to his appearance and I’m about ready to hump my way to him like an over-hormonal
POVXMillie is currently changing back into her work clothes, she refuses to wear the clothes we bought earlier for this restaurant. While she’s busy changing I call Dani. After three rings she answers. “Yo,” she says through the line, see, just like a guy. “Hey, I need you to box up the green, Antonio is coming this weekend and needs ten pounds to bring back with him,” I say trying to be as discreet as possible. “Yeah, okay consider it done,” she says confidently. I don’t say anything else, I just hang up. I was planning to do it myself today but Millie needed me more today and she always comes first in my life. She comes back out dressed, “ready to go?” I ask. She nods and follows me down the strip to Bluewater Boathouse. We’re greeted by some tall, lanky loser who’s looking my girl up and down like she’s on the menu. She’s fucking not, maybe for me but no one else. I want to deck this fucker in the face but I guess it wouldn’t be appropriate for how classy this place looks.
POV Millie 6 months later “Ow!” I screech out. “Well if you’d just hold still!” X says looking up at me. “Are you sure you’ve tattooed someone before and I’m not the first?” I ask starting to regret my decision. He keeps his gaze on me and shakes his head in disbelief, “I’ve done this before baby, I’ve tattooed Julian plenty of times.”“Seriously? Julian? That’s not making me feel any better,” I say shaking my head back at him. He laughs, “I’m hurt you don’t trust me.” “Oh, whatever,” I roll my eyes at him and he gets back to work on my arm. The past six months have been quite life-changing but also in a good way. Julian proposed to Steph last month. I swear I question his mindset sometimes. He pulled another psychopath role-play scenario scaring her to death. “Marry me or I’ll kill you” I mean c’mon Julian…she’s been traumatized after walking in on me drenched in blood that day. My mind goes back to that day. It was a beautiful disaster. Stone worked overtime cleaning the
POVMillie & X XAs soon as the words fall from Stephanie’s mouth that Millie is in trouble I book it out of the door. I practically fly down the stairs, holding onto the railing for support but jumping four stairs at a time. Time is of the essence, every second that passes is a second closer to Millie’s death. I don’t know Dani’s motive here but I can only assume the worst. I’m finally on the third level of the house, sprinting through the hall. I hear Stephanie and Julian behind me, gasping for air as they try to keep up for Millie’s sake. A thunderous bang fills my ears and my heart plummets immediately. A gunshot. I want to fall to my fucking knees and die. “No!” Stephanie cries out but continues running behind. “309! It’s 309!” Stephanie sobs breathlessly. 312, 311, 310, 309! I instantaneously slide my master keycard in the door. “Fuck, hurry up!” I scream out kicking the door. Fucks sake an eternity later the green light appears. I hastily open the door barging thro
POVMillie I tell Steph I need some pain relievers for an oncoming headache but really, my nervousness has gotten the better of me. In the past two weeks, X has been a madman in his office for more hours than not. I’m not entirely sure what is going on or if it’s just investigating the incident from two weeks prior. Sure, I told him I thought it was Dani that one day but I chose not to press the issue after, for now at least. I roam the hall for a few minutes, something in my gut is feeling…off? I feel the presence of someone behind me, I go to turn around but I’m pushed against the wall, hard. “Don’t. say. A. Word” a husky voice from behind me demands. Fear strikes me within. Could this be X role-playing the way Julian and Steph did? Something tells me no though. I know X’s touch, his scent, his body and this is not it, it’s not him. The fear creeps over every inch of my body and into terror. I’m forced to move my legs to a black door and I’m slammed against it facing forward
POVX“Ah, what the fuck man,” Julian complains as I hit yet another solid ball into the pocket. I smirk his way taking all the glory as I’m currently kicking his ass in pool. “Gimme the lighter,” I say with my hand open towards his way. He hands me the red Bic lighter. I spark it up and light up my joint, take a hard hit, and hand the joint to Julian. “Good shit,” I say and then blow the smoke out in his face. “Fuck you, bro,” he says as it goes straight into his eyes. Oops. “Shoot your shot already,” I badger him.I sit on the crocodile brown leather bar stool and lean forward to watch him miss the shot. “Calm your tits,” he says concentrating on the yellow-striped ball. “Fuck yeah!” He yells out, dammit he got it. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I lean myself backward to reach inside the pocket of my black jeans to retrieve it. My spine stiffen from the text from an unknown number. +34 85601-1337You fucked up X. Now you’re going to pay. Blood will be shed Who the
POV Stephanie I bring my computer to life, type in my password, and open up the browser to search for morning flights. “Do you think everything is okay?” Millie asks me laced with suspicion. “Yeah mills, don’t worry this isn’t unusual,” I remark calmly. “Okay,” she balls her hands into a fist on her lap. She notably looks uncomfortable as I go to work and it’s distracting me. “I think I’m getting a bit of a headache, do you mind if I grab some ibuprofen from your room?” She asks rubbing her head. “Oh yeah for sure,” I say handing her my keycard and she gets up stepping out of the office. Okay, now I can actually concentrate. I click on various flights, Julian didn’t say anything about a return flight so I choose a one-way ticket until advised otherwise. I book them their usual hotel rooms for three nights, once again, I can adjust it at any time. I text Julian that they have a flight booked for 9:30 tomorrow morning. I close my computer down, turn off my office light, and
POV Millie It’s been an extremely interesting last couple of days. I sit on X’s lap wrapped in a light blanket on the balcony while we watch Julian and Slim risk their lives lighting off fireworks, the real Fourth of July. Although I hold my breath every time they bring a flame to the firecracker, the beauty of the lights over the ocean almost makes it worth one of them losing an arm. I snuggle into X’s hard warm body, wishing to be cocooned into him forever. I’m a lot more at peace now, X sat me down and explained his talk with Dani which I appreciate him doing. She’s still on my shit list though and I promise she’ll pay. …It’s Friday evening and It’s been two weeks since the Fourth of July. I’m physically and mentally in a better place but I of course still have my moments. X and I have been in a much better place as well since our brawl that one night. “Oh my gosh, you guys! We need to discuss chapter 23!” Mia says fanning her face. Oh yeah, somehow in the past two week
POVXI pull Dani outside of the door and close it behind me. I run my fingers through my hair in frustration towards Millie. I don’t know what that shit was but this is obviously not working out right now. “Dani, look,” I start off as she looks up at me expectantly. “Millie is not okay right now and I apologize,” I say trying to be nice. “Look, X, it’s fine. She’s hurting right now and she needs someone to blame, it’s okay, I understand it and I’m not taking it personally,” she says being mature about the whole situation. “Thank you, but like I said, she’s not okay. Something about you is triggering her. She may be out of line right now but she is my main priority. I’m not firing you but I need you to stay away from me. As for work goes, I need you to go to Julian for everything. As for a friend, I like you as a person I really do but I need you to not text me anymore or come here unannounced or at all for that matter. Millie is my main focus and I need to respect her feelings,
POVMillie I’m awoken by a knock at X’s door. X is still sleeping, miles away from me may I add. He was incredibly sweet to take care of me, holding me in the shower, dressing me, and sleeping next to me when I knew he didn’t really want to do any of it but he still did. For me. “X” I gently shake him awake. “What?” He grumbles out. “Someone is at the door,” I say. “Ugh!” He grunts, “stay here I’ll be right back.”He yawns and sleepily sits on the edge of the bed running his fingers through his hair and walks out of the bedroom. I rub my eyes and grab my phone from the nightstand, five o’clock?! My god that’s the longest I’ve slept in days, I really needed that. I have a text from Steph How are you feeling? Let me know if I can bring anything up for you. Do you need a spicy novel? Also, how’d the conversation with X go? That was two hours ago. Hey! Sorry I fell asleep. I’m feeling fine. We haven’t talked yet because we fell asleep. I might need some new yoga pants in a bit
POVXI’m on my tenth set of pull-ups, sweat glistening my entire body. My hair is drenched and pissing me off as it falls to my eyebrows, constantly needing to be pushed back. I’m trying to channel my rage without alcohol and working out is the only way I know how. I’ve been in my gym for two hours now, Julian joined for forty five minutes and then dipped like a weakling. I’m on my sixth rep when my phone vibrates and lights up with a notification. I finish my pull-ups, wipe myself off with a towel, gulp down some water and check my phone. Millie. I can’t do this right now. I do fifty push ups before I decide to text Millie back so I don’t lose my shit on her. She wants to talk tomorrow, I just don’t think I have it in me to face her yet. I don’t respond to her requests because it’s something I need to sleep on. We’ll see how I feel about it later. I do a few sets of Russian twists before I decide to end my workout for the night. I leave the gym dripping sweating, patting mys