Madrid, Spain — Four years before.
ㅤAngelee...What did she just say?“Argh, it tastes really awful!” She slams her glass on the table, startling me. I blink a few times, my eyes naturally drawn to her red lips. I swallow, feeling something strange in my chest, a tickle, a chill.What’s that?“Okay, let’s do it!” Angelee says, suddenly standing up. She throws her hair back, making the brown strands curl down her back and attracting my eyes. I can’t resist the temptation to run my eyes down the curves of her body. I’d never noticed, but she’s really become a beautiful woman...“Julian?” She looks over her shoulder, making me look up quickly, my heart skipping a beat. “Are you going just to sit there? I want to dance... They say dancing is the best medicine for sadness.”“Yeah... I’ll stay here. Dancing isn’t... my thing.” I look away, aMy first love, my first kiss, and my virginity... All my firsts belong to Julian Adams. Maybe he’s not aware of how much he meant to me, what he means to me, but somehow I’d like him to know.I’m tired of hiding how I feel, of running away from my feelings, masking my emotions, and trying to fit into labels that don’t fit me. I tried to move on, and I did. I somehow loved Eric, even if it wasn’t in the same way, with the same intensity. I know that love doesn’t have to be the same, but I secretly wish it were because keeping my feelings for Julian deep in the bottom of my heart isn’t the same as destroying them. But I suspect that even if that had happened, I would have learned to love him again.Now, the decision is in my hand again. I can pretend and lie and bury it all, or face how I feel and the consequences... even if it means hurting the person we both love most in this world. But yeah, I made my choice.That&rsquo
I open my eyes slowly, trying to get used to the light coming through the window and blinking a few times, smelling the coffee flowing through the room. I spread my hand across the bed, feeling the softness of the sheet not just on my palm but all over my skin, and pull the empty pillow into my arms, hugging it tightly, sensing Julian’s distinctive scent, so masculine, so cozy, so familiar…Now that I think about it, my body reacted so intensely to his cologne, and now it makes me feel at home.I close my eyes, feeling great peace in my chest, happy that things are starting to get into place. It’s too early to say that everything will turn out well, but at least we’ll try.Letting go of his pillow slowly, I feel my heart skip a beat. I sit up in bed, noticing that I’m wearing one of his shirts — a green one, just like his eyes that looked at me so intensely last night when I told him I loved him. I don’t remember the moment I
Julian caresses my ass, rubbing his lips against my shoulder from behind, leaving wet trails as his tongue slides down to the nape of my neck. He pushes my hair forward, exposing my neck and the loose collar of the shirt that belongs to him.I move my hips anxiously, trying to relieve the throbbing anxiety in the middle of my legs. Even biting my lips not to make a sound, I can’t help the pleasurable grunts that reverberate through my tight throat. I lower my head, leaning on the counter, pulling my ass up, inviting him to bury himself where I want him most... And when the tip of his cock pushes a little further into my entrance, my lips part in a hoarse moan. This anticipation is making me lose my mind, and all I want most is to feel him all the way in.Finally, as if he’s tired of holding back, Julian thrusts slowly, making my pussy widen to receive him as I gradually adjust to his size. He keeps pushing his hips forward, burying his entire length in a torturous slowness
As soon as I get to my apartment, I feel like I’ve been straight punched in the stomach. I’m back in the clothes I was wearing last night before I left here, but now, with wet hair and a flushed face, I come across the person I would least like to meet right now — my father. He’s sitting on the couch, wearing his pajamas that reveal the strong muscles in his arms.He looks at me after putting his mug down. There’s no surprise on his face... in fact, there’s no expression at all. I shudder and walk inside with withered shoulders. Honestly, my face is burning so badly that I wouldn’t be surprised if it caught fire.“I made coffee.” He says, turning his eyes back to the TV, watching something I don’t really care about. He seems a little distant, and that makes my chest sink into a painful sadness. “How was your evening?”I stop beside the couch, looking at him with a guilty expression. I cross my arms, looking at the screen, pretending to be interested in the news on TV. “Grea
“Are you all right, sweetheart?” Daddy asks me quietly from the other side of the kitchen island, looking at me with concern. I’m almost leaning over the counter, my mouth feeling dry. “Would you like some water?”I look at him in surprise and nod, watching while he quickly hands me a glass of ice water. But even as I take small and slow sips, I’m still aware of the conversation unfolding around me.“I’m flattered that you’ve made room in your schedule to meet with your friends... what’s changed?” Kevin asks with a certain sarcasm, which catches my eye.Julian shrugs his shoulders and puts his hand on the back of his neck, massaging out some tension, “Not everyone has as much free time as you, Kevin. I heard you sold your company.”Kevin raises his hands, not too worried, “I’m retired from the hard work.”“Don’t you think you’re too young to retire? You’re what, 37?”“Thirty-five, actually.” Kevin corrects, although he doesn’t seem to mind the mistake. “But, well,
Hah... That sucks. Why did this thing have to start today? It’s like the universe is against me. But what else can I do but get through the night?That’s why I leave Angelee in her room, even though every step away from her has the force of a punch in my guts... However, approaching the boys, I can see that she was right. Their serious eyes are on me, almost suspicious, and I certainly don’t dare look at Mike as I grab a beer and sit down in the armchair.“Is she all right?” Ambrose asks, cutting through the silence that hangs between us and the sounds of the TV starting to play the long-awaited league. “I didn’t want to cause any trouble.”“She said she’s fine, just a bit sick today. I think she drank too much on the date last night.” I lie, throwing the bottle cap on the table without any caution, and my clenched teeth make my voice a little harsher than it should be.“Looks like someone’s in a bad mood today,” Kevin says loudly, like a hint thrown into the air.
I knew things wouldn’t be easy, but I didn’t think it would be so hard. This definitely isn’t the way I’d like to have this talk... how I want Mike to find out... But things don’t always go as we expect or planned.“How long has it been?” Mike runs his hand over his face, through his hair, impatient. Faced with my silence, he raises his voice, furious, “How long have you been having sex with my daughter?”“It’s been a while,” I say, sighing, standing up now that my legs are firm enough to support me. “Before you got back from your trip.”Mike looks at me with anger and shakes his head, opening a beer. His broad back seems really far away at the moment. “Of course, I should have known. I’m an idiot. I didn’t want to see it even if you were rubbing it in my face.”I feel my throat tighten.“That was you in the bathroom, wasn’t it?” He downs his beer in several gulps, still with his back to me. “You were having sex with my daughter while I was on the other side, and
I didn’t have the heart to go home after that catastrophe. I knew that my father needed some time to get his head together since the way everything happened wasn’t the best. I needed some time, too... I think we all did.I’ve been lying in Julian’s bed since I woke up. I feel weak as if my body is weighed down. I move from side to side, looking for a little more comfort that might ease my sadness, but even staring at an empty spot in the room, I keep remembering the moment I saw Julian on the floor and my father about to punch him. I don’t need to close my eyes; that scene has tormented me even when I’m awake.Yes, I always knew that my crush on Julian wouldn’t please my father, and I tried to hide my feelings from everyone; after all, it was just an unrequited love... until he kissed me on my 19th birthday… Silly me, I thought things would change... But when we arrived at the penthouse in Madrid, my father was already there. I still remember the quick strangeness that hun