“Oh, I think she met you earlier, Aaron. Y’know, when you barged into my room without knocking.” Damon let the sarcasm drip from every word. The table goes awkwardly quiet. Sean clears his throat loudly, trying to break the tension. “Alright! Let’s eat before the food gets cold.” “So, Mia,” Au
Lily “Lily, what are you still doing there?” Chris calls from outside. “I’m coming, baby!” I yell back, scrambling off the bed like my life depends on it. “Mia, I gotta go…I’ll talk to you later,” I say quickly through the mind-link before cutting her off. I rush out of the room, expecting to
‘Mia, seriously, not now,’ I shoot back through the link, trying to sound chill while my brain’s screaming. ‘You don’t get it, Lil! Damon’s out with his dad, and that bastard’s been stalking me everywhere. He even tried to follow me into the fucking bathroom!’ I bite the inside of my cheek, nodd
Lily "I'm so fucking sorry, Lily. If I knew it was that bad, I wouldn’t have…" Mia’s voice buzzes through the mind-link, all guilty and whiny. I sigh hard, kicking my feet in the air before letting them slam down onto the bed. "It’s alright. I’m just... so fucking exhausted." "And he’s still ref
Lily I rip open the package and holy shit…a pair of black lingerie falls into my hands. Net. Scanty. Sexy as hell. "What the actual fuck, Mia?” "I snuck it into your box when I helped you pack. Amazing, right?" She sounds way too proud of herself. "Well… it is. But what the hell am I supposed to
Mia Where the fuck is Damon? It’s already late, and he’s still not back. Both him and his dad. I mean, weren’t they just supposed to grab Christmas decorations? What the hell is taking them so fucking long? I just got out of the shower, and now I’m lying on the bed, bored out of my damn mind. I
Curiosity gets the best of me. “Where’s Aaron?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. Max scratches the back of his head. “Uh… he went out to grab something.” I roll my eyes. “Thank goddess. At least I won’t be running into him.” We keep walking, but then I notice something weird. Instead of heading towar
Mia Damon didn’t say a single word—no warnings, no dramatic threats. He just moved like a goddamn bullet and decked Aaron right in the face. Full-force, no hesitation. Aaron stumbled back, clutching his jaw, and I swear I heard his teeth rattle. “You fucking bastard,” Damon snarled, rolling his sh
Aria School’s almost over, and Lucas is still a no-show. To make things worse, he’s completely ghosted the mind-link. The only thing he managed to do was send a half-assed text saying he’d “probably” be home late. Probably? Seriously? What the fuck is his problem today? Annoyed, I grab my bag and
"And probably gunning for your heart too," Mia smirks. I snort. "Yeah, right." "Come on, Aria," she drags out my name like she’s personally offended by my denial. "You really think all those flowers were just friendly? The guy wants more. Lucas sees it. That’s why he stepped up and took you on a
Aria I manage to drag my ass to campus before noon, but damn, my body is wrecked. Yesterday was fucking great…I had the time of my life with Lucas…but holy hell, my bones feel like they got hit by a truck. I’m definitely walking funny, and I know people are staring. And, honestly? I don’t blame
Lucas The second I step into Sarita’s apartment, I don’t even make it past the couch…I just collapse onto it, completely fucking exhausted. She chuckles, settling into the chair across from me, her eyes practically dancing with amusement. "Damn, you look like you got run over by a truck." I g
"Lucas, please…" I whimper, already desperate. "No," he says. "This is perfect. I love how fucking desperate you are, how tight you get every time I slide in." I squeeze my eyes shut, biting my lip to keep from begging too soon. He’s got me right where he wants me…helpless, bound, at his mercy.
Aria It’s been over thirty fucking minutes. The vibrator is still buried deep inside me, buzzing mercilessly against my soaked pussy. My entire body is trembling, my breathing ragged. My thighs quiver, and I swear I can feel every nerve in my body screaming for relief. I’m losing my fucking m
I ache for him. I drip for him. And then he speaks. "If you really want my cock, Aria…" He peels off his jacket, his voice turning firm. "You’re gonna have to earn it." "What the fuck?" Lucas smirks, unbuttoning his shirt. "Get down on your knees." My pussy clenches so fucking hard I almost co
Aria We take the stairs, and Lucas stops in front of a door, punching in a code quickly. The lock beeps, the door swings open, and then he turns to me with that cocky-ass smirk. "After you, baby." He gestures inside. I inhale deeply, trying to keep my legs from giving out beneath me. I need him,
Aria Lucas doesn’t even acknowledge the man…just walks straight ahead, leading me to a table. He pulls out a chair for me. "Sit, baby." My heart flutters. He’s being such a fucking gentleman, and it’s wrecking me. "Thank you, baby." I sit, and he takes his seat across from me, picking up the