[POV Adrian]
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I opened the door to my apartment room and greeted a sexy girl who was standing in front of it.
I gave that angel my trademark smile. "Good morning, lovely."
She looks stunning in an olive blouse and a black vest jacket with thick fur in the middle.
The sweet little eyes with light amber studs followed me until they came to a halt at the only part of my body that was covered by the cloth. Her thin, sensual lips twitched with a small chuckle. She brushed her wavy blonde hair back, allowing her thin face to shine through.
"Are you serious?" she sarcastically inquired.
I kept an eye on my body. "I'm sorry, I forgot to put on clothes."
She stormed into the kitchen as if it were her own apartment. "I can't come here every day to wake you up!"
I followed her out and shut the door.
She is Estefany Reine, daughter of a friend of my late father. Fany understands me better than anyone else. She's like a member of my own family, the family I adore.
I leaned back in my bar stool, rubbing the back of my neck. She was frantically preparing breakfast. I'm waiting for the sound that will make my heart stop racing. She would undoubtedly discuss something.
"When did you want to be an adult?" she inquired.
"Why?" I asked, hoping to elicit another chirp from her.
"For your own benefit. At the very least, take a fresh shower." Her tone was harsh, but it was still sweet. "You're twenty-five years old now."
I nodded and took the mug of hot coffee she handed me.
She wanted to say something but couldn't because of another girl's sobbing. I'd forgotten we weren't alone in this room.
The blonde haired girl on the bed drew the blanket around her.
"Adrian!" Fanny snapped, disdainfully looking at me. "She—"
I ask, "Are you familiar with her?"
"Her name is Melissa—"
So she's Fany's friend, then. I put on a sorry expression. "I had no idea she was your friend. You are free to take her home. I'll never see her again."
My shoulders were pushed back by Fany. "Stop joking. Do you recognize her? "In hushed tones, she inquired.
"Is this a question that, if answered correctly, will make me wealthy?"
"Adrian, oh my God! She's your brother's bridesmaid!" Fany stroked her brow and placed one hand on her waist. "What if your brother finds out? Dear God, please forgive this heinous sin."
"As long as we keep quiet, he won't know."
"God knows, Adrian Bened!" She snarled.
Melissa's voice made us all turn our heads. "Fany? What are you doing here?" Melissa inquired, approaching us while wrapped in a blanket. "It's not what you think. Everything can be explained."
They were arguing with each other. I know they adore my brother and even worship him as if he were a god, and it's a thrilling spectacle to watch.
Their conversation reminded me of everything. My family and Melisa's family got together last night at a fancy restaurant to celebrate Alfred and Melisa's engagement. Suddenly, Fany appeared at the restaurant's door, crying like a cat asking for milk.
Brother's engagement was causing quite a stir. Alfred tries to calm Fany, which confuses Melisa's family. Al told me to take Melisa home to her apartment because ours was a one-way street.
Melisa complained about her future husband on the way and ended up in the pub in front of my apartment. The rest of the time, we went to our room and had a good time.
"It's all a mistake." Melisa clutched Fanny's palms tightly as she sobbed, causing her face to crumple. "Please, please, please do not tell Alfred. I adore him more than anything else."
Fany shook her head slowly as she let go of Melisa's grip, a pitying look on her face. "I can't keep this all a secret—"
Melisa begged, "Please Fan. I don't want this relationship to fail. Please, please, for—"
"It's not like that," Fany replied. "However, he's in—"
We were forced to remain silent when the apartment door opened from the outside. A dashing man in a dark blue shirt and a black suit walked in.
When he saw Melisa wrapped in my thick blanket, his steps froze, and those almond-shaped eyes looked at me with disgust.
I spit out coffee all of a sudden. What brings Alfred here?
The veins on the short man's temples, forehead, and neck were clearly visible as his chest rose and fell. I'm sure he's planning to kill me right now.
"First, I take a bath." I ran away, giving him some space to think.
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[POV Fany] ----- Despite the fact that they were brothers, their attitudes were opposite. Adrian is immature, whereas Alfred is more mature. This must be difficult for Alfred. Melisa is the only daughter of the office's largest shareholder, according to what I've heard. If this engagement fails, Al's career as CEO may be jeopardized. Melisa, who was sitting on the bar stool, got a glass of orange juice and a plate of fried eggs shoved in her face. "Come on, let's start with breakfast." Melissa gave me a stern look. I don't like how she appears. Melisa spoke up "You came to our engagement party last night to sabotage it. You've arrived to bring Alfred here." Of course, I shook my head because I'm not a spoiled brat. I went to their event last night solely to say goodbye to Alfred. I attempted to persuade her by providing relevant reasons. "Melisa, every morning I come here to wake Adrian and we go to campus together. The
[POV Fany] ----- I clean the apartment by myself. All of this became a part of my daily routine. I'm not sure how much longer I can hold out. "Are you prepared for college?" Adrian's style drew the collar of a white shirt, clothes that clung to the body's curves. Swooping black brows that swoop up and down. He took his favorite black leather jacket and an empty sling bag out of the apartment, the black bag he used to carry everywhere. "We need to hurry or we'll be late. I'll be in the car waiting for you." Oh my God, he's the one who caused me to be late! I went out and locked the door after finishing tidying up. "As usual, huh?" enquired a veiled girl as she locked her door. "Yep, that's my routine." She is a devout Muslim who has repeatedly resisted Adrian's advances. I've never seen her in revealing clothing because her religion forbids it. She expressed herself politely. "Stay
[POV Adrian] ----- If this car wasn't whining, it would have taken about five hours to get from UCLA to Glendale. "Can we stop by the convenience store?" Fany inquired. "I'd like to buy something." "Would you like to purchase pampers?" I had to tease, I couldn't help myself. She gave a curt response. "Put up your hands. I'd like to purchase some toiletries and fruit for Aunt Nicole." I turned around and entered the crowded parking lot of the minimarket. As a result, I got a parking spot quite far from the minimarket's entrance. Fortunately, Fany did not object; perhaps she was in too much of a hurry. I grabbed her arm before she came out. "What is it?" she inquired. "Look over there," I said, pointing to the convenience store. Many Mexican men had gathered in front of the convenience store; it was unclear what they were doing. They have tattoos and are holding liquor bottles. It's not yet
[POV Adrian] ----- I beat the bald man until he collapsed to the ground. His friends swarmed him like ants. "Enough Ad, stop it!" asked Fany. "They should apologize to you. "No one should insult you," I said, stroking Fany's soft porcelain cheek with the back of my finger. "There's no need; what matters is that you're okay." This kind of attention melts my heart every time. I spun around to face the demons. "Come on, admit you offended my girl." His pals were about to launch an assault. I kicked one of them. I stepped forward to keep Fany safe from lecherous men. They're in a panic. One of them drew a penknife from his pocket. It's not good, because I'm unarmed, and fighting might injure me. Fortunately, the sound of police car sirens stopped them. The police car came to a halt on the side of the road. In a relaxed tone, the officer in the front seat greeted us. "Is everything all right t
[POV Fany] ----- The scent of cedar wood. The living room has a squeaky floor. Wall made of drab wood. Every step into the Beneds' house brings back memories. My steps ceased. Behind the long sofa is a special spot where I blew my first kiss. Oh, those memories that make my heart skip a beat. Oh my goodness, why am I even thinking about it? There are far more important things to consider. My path takes me to the dining room. Alfred sat on the steps, limply leaning against the wall, and raised three fingers to greet me. While Aunt rose from her dining chair to greet me. "Fany. Let's take a seat first." Her skin is sagging, and his black hair is being replaced by gray hair. The rest of the beauty, however, was painted on his thin face. While kissing her cheek, I placed the plastic-filled fruit on the empty chair. "Where is Adrian?" she ask. "Perhaps he's fucking the neighbor's girl," Kimberly specu
[POV Fany] ----- "Next door neighbor came home," Kim explained. Adrian rose from his seat after a long period of silence. "Where are you going, Adrian?" Auntie inquired. "We're looking for the wind." Alfred left without saying goodbye and went to the second floor. Auntie. All because of my presence on the night of the engagement. What on earth was I thinking? "I appreciate you looking after Adrian," she said. "He must have bothered you." "It's fine." "I'm perplexed about Adrian. He's been out of control since his father left. You are free to leave him if you so desire." "What exactly do you mean, Auntie?" "Adrian may not be able to change, but he will always be your burden. Now is the time for you to depart." "No, Adrian is a good man; he just hasn't found his calling in life. I'm sure he'll be a different person when he has a goal." Aunt gave a shaky nod. "I don't want to
[POV Adrian] ----- Sitting in the car, I raised my feet. When Father is gone, the sky, moon, and stars remain the same. Okay, I was wrong; I fucked Melisa, but did they ever consider me? Mother's attitude shifted dramatically after Father's death. She's a thorn in my side. She was always by Alfred's side. Who am I to judge her? The sound of the door opening caused me to turn my head, only to see Alfred emerge from it, carrying two bottles of beer. "Would you like to drink?" he inquired. Who doesn't want a free beer? I let him in by opening the door. We drank cold beers while enjoying the warm evening. "Listen—" Alfred said. "No, you pay attention. I'm sorry for fucking Melisa. Everything is clear to me." Alfred nodded and took my cigarette. As he spoke, he lit a cigarette. "Go ahead, I heard." "For Fany, I fucked Melisa." "Fany?" He laughed uncontrollably. But, seriously, I said.
[POV Adrian] ----- Fany jumped into the car, her nose tingling like a skunk. "Are you smoking?" My head shook. "It wasn't me, but Alfred." "Do you believe I believe?" She stroked my skin. What do you want from her? She groped through the pockets of my jacket and pants. Is she aware that those long, soft hands pique my interest? "Wait a minute, Fany!" She paused for a moment, her eyes piercing. "Can you tell me where you got your pack of cigarettes?" I didn't want to admit it, but my eyes, which were fixed on the dashboard, betrayed me. He squeezed a pack of cigarettes as if it were cow's milk. He had the audacity to toss my cigarette outside. I've squandered ten dollars. "OK," she said casually. "Okay you said? What's the deal?" "So what were you two talking about?" she asked after taking a sip of cola. "Oh, who is that little meerkat?" "You guys spread my name arou
[POV Adrian]-----He's a hell of a fighter. This is the first time my adrenaline has reached a saturation point inside my brain."If in the ten count you does not rise, you lose! One, two, three, and four...."Was it just me who fell, or... I was attempting to get up. My vision gradually improved, and I discovered he also attempting to get up."Seven eight......"I got up, and he did as well, but his body swayed and he fell to the ground."Yeah! I was victorious!" I knelt on my knees with both hands raised. To greet me the entire audience burst out laughing and aplouse. Some people threw money and plastic cups."Great boy, great!" exclaimed the Italian. He tosses a business card his way. "Come to me at that location. Tell them you were invited by Casillas Mancini, son. We are in desperate need of a fighter like you." He directed his finger at my opponent. "It's a shame he's not Italian. I'll see you later!"Mancin
[POV Fany]-----The big tall man fixed his gaze on me. Oh my God, my attempts to flee were futile. What happens next? My legs trembled, and I couldn't say anything."Ssh, don't be too loud." A man's voice was deep and hoarse, a voice I recognized.The index finger is held up to the mouth. Although he had a small bruise on the corner of his lip, his face was still adorable. He slowly drew me away to the back of the SUV. Anxious, he squeezed my arm, inspecting me from head to toe."Thank goodness you're okay," he said as he hugged me."Alex, what brought you here?"Alfred approached us from the side, clearing his throat. "At the police station, I ran into him. We reported a kidnapping, but they said they needed to wait twenty-four hours before moving."Fortunately, God has not abandoned me. I looked around for someone "Where Adria is? Al, did you tell him what happened?"Alfred gave a slow nod. "I was.
[POV Fany]-----The odor here is like urine. The chandelier in the dimly lit room moved slowly in the gust of wind. There is only my breath to be heard. The maniacs tied my back, arm, and feet to chair. They not here?This is my opportunity to escape, but how will I do it? Help me, God. I slowly moved my body, causing the chair to fall backwards until the armrest broke. Fortunately, nails are present at the fault. I successfully untied the knot in my right hand using the nail in my left hand. Now I do the same with the two ropes that bind my legs, and then with the ropes on my body; I am free to move.I approached the door, turning the knob slowly, but it was locked.Use your brain, Fany. Okay, perhaps this method will work. I arm myself with a chair and pound loudly on the door. Outside, there appeared to be a sound. I pounded on the door again, hoping they'd open it."Did you hear that voice, Amigo?" the first voice asked. "Come on,
[POV Adrian]-----He spun me around, kicked me in the knee, and then hit another guy who attacked him from behind.What's the matter with him?I'm not sure who he is, so why would he say something like that? Who is he, bald with a thin beard and heavily tattooed?The Royal Rumble battle is extremely brutal. They have weapons. Whatever means they employ to attack and defend.There are no weapons in my cell. That Italian ... I stormed out, yelling at the Italian guy in the suit."You're lying, there isn't a gun in there!""Who is lying, Merda?" He responded with a grating laugh. "Listen, your friend didn't put anything in there, did he?"He spoke to his friend before tossing a baseball near me, a smooth stick that I hope will become my best friend in battle.I was about to pick up the baseball bat when I was interrupted by another.The man in the suit exclaimed, "Please don't blame me, for you misfortu
[POV Adrian]----I parked my motorcycle near the pier in an empty shed. Fany should have been here, according to the directions, but there were only a few wild seagulls awake on the roof of this old, dim tin-walled barn. Could they possibly— Uurgh.Someone hit me from behind with a blunt object. Damn you, coward. My vision became blurry, and then everything went black. I can still hear some men chit-chatting."Let's finish him—""Stop talking. We are not hoodlums. Remember, honor, loyalty, and bravery. That is our motto. Take him there, as planned. Let's face it, manly."They drove me somewhere. There was a deafening cheer.Slowly, I can see clearly. I'm currently being held in a cell. Not only was I trapped in a cell, but so were several other people. The cells are arranged in a circle facing the field. Above the cell, there is a stage for a crowd of men and women facing the field. They cheered while carrying paper money
[POV Adrian]-----Pleasant licks on my penis caused me to moan loudly. They give it their all, a grope in the stomach, a peck on the chest. Yes, this is what I desired. But.... Fany, no, I'm not going to fall for this. I've never been rude to a woman before, but this time I drew the Japanese girl's head back until I heard a plop."Enough."Still clutching the hard veined thing, the American girl smiled seductively. Her voice had been artificially sweetened. "Do you want anything else, my stallion?"Even though it was stuffy, I pulled my pants up and kept my penis in. I grabbed the shirt that was lying on the floor and dashed to the garage door."You're not going to be able to open it. You must use a... key."But I can. I drew up the large garage gate until it slightly opened. He was correct; this thing weighed as much as a car.I knelt out of here, staring at the three girls. "Please fix my car right away. I'm going to wait ou
[POV Adrian] ----- I stated, "It's time to get to work. Ladies, please proceed." They're gorgeous mechanics, and they're enticing. Every move they make is lustful. Their sexy waist waddles as if they want to be patted. No, I'm not going to be tempted. I had to put up with it for Fany's sake. My promise to her means everything to me. They swarmed my car, wielding pliers and other tools. With her lovely legs, a Japanese girl pulls the wheel floor. The wheel floor is shaped like a skateboard, but it is larger and has four wheels. She was lying there, pushing the ground beneath my car. The black girl grabbed the vacuum cleaner for the car and began sucking up the dust. The American girl asked me to get the best engine in Alex's collection, propped up against the hood of my car. This is a decision I'm not sure about. It doesn't have to be the best; just being able to bring my car back to life is enough for me.
[POV Adrian] ----- A middle-aged man wearing a hat exited the tow truck with a friend. They were dressed in shabby white mechanical uniforms that were as filthy as their faces. They have an oily odor. "Mr Adrian?" inquired the younger, who wore a baseball cap with a beak on the back. "Mr Alex requested that we take your car to a private repair shop and invite you to select an engine there." That fast. "Okay." A tow truck came to pick up my car. I was sitting in the front seat, facing Alex's house. We sat down as a group of three. The car is moving at a slow pace. It appears that getting to the destination will take a long time. Dammit, I had to be a truant once more. A super-elite residential area not far from Beverly Hills is home to the tie-down pampers who believe they have the world at their disposal. Alex's house is larger and
[POV Fany]-----Someone suddenly kissed my lips after opening my mouth cover. "I can't wait to taste you, sweetie." He burst out laughing."Stop, you moron. When his girlfriend sees it, it will be even more delectable "said the person sitting next to me. "Is the duct tape gone? That's fine, stupid. This bird is about to sing."I beg anyone in my vicinity, perhaps they still have a conscience? "Please, my faggot, let me go. I'll pay for it and act as if nothing happened."They both laughed. I should have known that pleading would only make them float in contentment.The car engine continues to hum, and the vehicle continues to vibrate. It was hot and dark. I ran out of wiggle energy. Thank you, God, for still giving me salvation. They don't do anything bad, just the occasional hand squeezing of body parts. If they wanted to, they could do more....The sliding door slid open. I'm