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Nerthus The man who steered me down here pushes me rather briskly, getting me to stumble into the dark room. Panic bubbles up my chest as they close the heavy door behind me, and I push down the urge to scream as darkness envelops me.Feeling another presence in the room, I take a deep breath, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the dark. A narrow window must be placed rather high up the wall on my left side, as a feeble stream of moonlight gets into the room, enlightening my surroundings lightly. I still can’t make out most of it and I hate it. A few months ago, I would have been flirty with the man waiting before me, but I’m in no mood to please him. My buyer is sitting in a chair, his knees apart and his arms leisurely on the armrests. I literally jump as he speaks for the first time. He has a strange accent which I cannot grasp and his voice has something soothing and yet very disturbing. There is something wrong with it. “What are you doing? Are you waiting for some kind o
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Nerthus As I open my eyes, sunbeams are already streaming in from the narrow window up the wall. Due to the powerful sunbeams, I can finally make out some more details in the room. More than the wide bed, there is a leather armchair and a small round table in the room. I find myself asking about what such a room would be designed for. Arawn is lying on his front, hugging his pillow as he sleeps next to me peacefully, while is broad and muscular back is heaving lightly. How can a person alone hold so much beauty? I bite my bottom lip as I raise my hand carefully and touch his face with my fingertips before moving my hand through his hair gently. He smiles in his sleep and my heart skips a beat, fearing that he will catch me. Loving the feeling of his hair between my fingers, I continue to caress him gently. My heart flips as I stop moving and he groans. “Please, don’t stop. It feels good.” I start moving again and soon enough, his soft snores signal me that he fell back asleep
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Nerthus Loosening the the colorful ribbons around the small box, I gasp as I unpack a brand-new phone. “I couldn’t recover yours.” Activating the screen, I find a selfie of Danny with Arawn on the lock screen and happy tears well up in my eyes. “As he woke up, the first thing he did was ask for you,” Arawn mumbles as I’m still staring at the screen. “He wanted to take a picture right away, so you could have one of us while you were on your trip with your friend.” “Is that what you have told him?” I ask, my heart hurting too much to reciprocate his gaze. “That I’m on a fun trip?” “Sure, everything else would have broken his heart.” “I’m so sorry,” I whisper, looking up at him. “Please forgive me.” He studies my face, his eyes not holding as much anger as he would be entitled to feel. “It’s not me you should ask for forgiveness because of this.” “Still,” I say, lowering my gaze. “I shouldn’t have made you so much trouble.” “We will talk about this afterwards,” he snarls
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Nerthus He literally left me sitting on pins and needles. I tried to distract myself by reading, talking with some of the staff, baking with Concetta, and speaking with Danny on the phone. But I got so emotional because of that phone call and so, by the time he gets back home, I’m pissed. I’m not used to waiting for anybody that just walked out on me. Maybe a few years ago I would have spent the day crying on the floor but I guess the last years spoiled me. As he walks in on me trying to concentrate on a book in yet another library, I get even angry at myself as I’m practically drooling at him wearing a black suit and a matching shirt. God, get a grip. “Nerthus.” I push down the urge to have my eyes jump to his as he calls my name, but I just keep my head low and buried in the book before me. “You have so many rooms here. What do you do with all this space?” I ask with an unbothered tone, turning a page. “I want to build a harem,” he responds coldly. As my eyes snap up to hi
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Nerthus “By the time I got 15, he had already trained me well. Like a little monkey, as he used to tell me. Soon I became his favorite doll. He had even once or twice… Well, he had me performing for his friends. One day, he had the brilliant idea that it would be an awesome idea to auction off my virginity. So, we set it up and I kind of gladly participated. I already was an outcast in school and I thought that with money I could finally run away. So, that was my first official job. My cousin and I shared the money, and soon enough he came to me about the loser of the auction wanting their turn too. And that’s how he started to act as my pimp. I lost the few friends I had because I started entertaining their dads and at 17, I got him to let me go. Finally! I moved to New York where a friend of his had a whore house. I worked on the streets and sent my cousin a big share of what I made, just until Mattia helped me create my fake identity. A few days after my 25th birthday, one of my
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Nerthus “Amber!” I turn around as I’m sitting in a field surrounded by daisies. I could swear that I just heard someone call my name. “Amber!” The whispered call resounds again, making me stand up. Black clouds fly towards me from the horizon, my vision blurring as it keeps distorting my perfectly built imaginary safe place. Just as the clouds transform into fog, enveloping me in dark smoke, I open my eyes with a low gasp. “Good morning!” Blinking repeatedly, I get my sight to focus on a grinning Danny, who is leaning over me. “Concetta said I should wake you up, so we could eat breakfast,” he whispers. “She has been cooking all night as it seems. There is food everywhere!” I sit up, my eyes filling with tears as he starts flexing while he growls, “I’m built like a Hulk but I can’t make it alone!” My tears are already streaming down my face as I laugh, making him look at me wide-eyed. “No! What happened?” he wails, looking at me with a sad expression. “I thought you woul
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Arawn“I gave her something to calm down. She is sleeping peacefully now.” Taking a deep breath, I listen to my housekeeper’s words as she fills me in on Nerthus’ state. I was anxious about leaving after what she told me as I was sure that leaving her behind like this was the most wrong move I could have pulled. But after already collecting her bastard cousin from the strip clubs in Paris, the itch in my fingertips got worse. And after hearing her story, there was no way I could hold back even a second longer. “Such a nice girl. She has already asked for you. Maybe it will do her some good, finding you next to her, when she wakes up.” “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” I say, wanting to reassure her, but there’s no way they can keep her sleeping for this long. “Of course. Oh, such a sweet girl. I’m sorry if I’m getting emotional but it’s just so nice you found each other,” she gushes further, losing herself in her own thoughts. A smile spreads on my lips thinking of how I like m
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Arawn “When did you come back?” Nerthus barges into my office, wearing a cute frown. “A few hours ago. I needed to finish some work before being able to spend my time with you,” I answer, concentrating back on my papers.“Bullshit! You were gone for days, Arawn,” she yells and the corner of my mouth twitches as much as another part of my body does. “You are hiding because you know that you owe me!” God, I missed her fire.I lean back in my chair and smile at her. “Sit.” She scoffs but takes the chair in front of me anyway. “You want my story. You can have it.” I grin at her as I add. “Sure about still wanting to play?” She nods slowly, her eyes glued to mine. “Okay,” I clear my throat, standing up to take my seat in the armchair next to hers. After I sit down, I lean forward to kiss her lips gently, before I put my forearms on the armrests, starting to tell her what she wants to hear. “My mother grew up neglected and abused. Her family was poor but she eventually got addicted
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