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Arawn – eleven years ago “Your face tells me that you still didn’t grow your balls back to go get her.” I take a sip of my beer as Jensen slumps into the couch next to me. “Did you at least tell your father?” He asks, and I click my tongue. “How did the talk with your father go, by the way? Did he believe that you didn’t steal the stuff?” He chuckles, shaking his head. “Nah. He beat me to a pulp as soon as I tried to make excuses.” Leaning in, he adds in a whisper, “He is kind of touchy when it comes to his drugs.” “I told you. You should have just admitted it and gotten over with it.” Raising his shirt, he shows me his beat-up sides, now covered in black and blue bruises. “Dude, he was about to kill me. If he knew it for sure, he certainly would have.” I shrug, taking another sip. “It’s not that you wouldn’t have deserved it.” “You are unbelievable. Our good and righteous, Arawn.” He lights his cigarette, propping himself on his knees. “But don’t change the subject. Don’t y
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Arawn I take another pull of my cigarette as I stand in the dark room, my void gaze still directed on the partly decapitated body of the man I once called Brother.I might overdid it by strangling him to the extent that I severed his throat even if he was long gone.The rage I felt was exorbitant.Not that killing a family member would be something entirely new to me, but this kind of hurt me.Not that it would matter.Dario finally seems to have gathered enough courage to open the door, having a ray of light falling onto me while I’m leaning against the wall.“Boss, we were just informed that Danny is waiting in the lobby. If you are ready to go…”I hum, tilting my head, not tearing it away from the dead body.“Did you inform the maids?” I ask him, seeing him nod from the corner of my eye. “Perfect.”
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Arawn “My mom always had this little box filled with cookies, but my brother got diabetes, so she stopped buying them. I’m alright, so I didn’t get why she wouldn’t buy me a box just for me.” Nerthus laughs, and I admire her as blowing my brains out seems like an amazing perspective. “Danny, eat. You are talking too much.” Danny pouts shortly before he starts digging in. As he eats his pizza, which must be cold already, Nerthus slaps my chest gently. “Let him talk. There is nothing wrong with it. Don’t be mean.” “It’s already past one, he should be in bed already.” I straighten my spine with a groan, taking a sip of my coke. “Come on, I don’t think an evening out will ruin him.” Danny scoffs, munching on a piece of pizza. “Yeah. Like curfews would exist for people like us.” “Again, Danny. They don’t exist for people like me. For you, they exist.” The small restaurant, in which I probably wouldn’t have put a foot in, is actually cozy, and the food wasn’t bad. It would be empt
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Nerthus The evening with Arawn and Danny had me falling back onto square one.Not that I had made any progress anyway.After lying to Owen about feeling sick and keeping the call short as well as having us reschedule a date to after Thanksgiving, I give up.Barricading myself in my apartment, I let my friends depart for their holidays with their families without even seeing them for the last time. I cancel our traditional dinner before they leave town for the festivities by telling them that I feel unwell.Absolutely crushed, I spend my days in bed, eating nothing but chips, pretzel snacks, and ice cream.And I actually start feeling sick.While I enjoy the occasional texts Owen sends me to check in on me, I absolutely hate my phone blowing off by Arawn calling me practically non-stop.And I soon have to recognize that I hate it because it pains me.Even with his newly named caller ID ‘Mr. Entitled Asshole’ he gets my heart to skyrocket. And as one day he stops calling me for like an
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NerthusEven before the thought of passing under the table to sit away from him forms in my head, his groan gets my attention.“Is everybody alright?”Okay, Helen, now you are pushing your luck.“This is really good.” He says, without even looking at him, and after a few awkward seconds, she walks away nodding her head.Just as she is out of hearing range, he tilts his head at me. “If you change your seat again without my permission, I’ll shoot her.”I laugh, his face remaining unmoved. “You can’t be serious!” “What about the dinner with your friends?” He asks monotonously, and I pass my tongue over my teeth.“Where is my money?”He shakes his head, picking the bill out of his jacket again. Showing it to me by holding it up into the air, he throws it onto the table in front of me before he takes another bite.“My friends have families,” I answer him, pulling at the dollar bill, and unfolding it.“And so?” He asks, slipping out of his jacket to throw it on the seats in front of us.H
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Nerthus My eyes widen as he stands next to a motorbike, handing me a motorbike helmet. “Here.” “What?!” “My men have families too, you know?!” I take a little step from one side to the other before I put the helmet on and get up behind him. “Hold on tight.” He instructs me, and I wrap my hands around his frame to stabilize myself on the bike. As we pass the city at a surreal speed, I clench my arms tighter around his body, scooping even closer. My thighs rub against his, and an indescribable feeling grows in my body, pooling right between my legs. Talking about fetish foreplay. Arrived at his place, he doesn’t even wait for the door to close, before starting to devour me. I could cry at how good his hands feel on me as he gets me out of my clothes and steers me onto the bed. “Fuck, how are you so wet already?” He smirks, making me moan as he plunges a finger into me. Undressing himself seemingly desperate to claim me, he looks down at me with lust-clouded eyes. “Don’t look
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Nerthus“Yeah! Yeah! Just a moment!”I hear Jenna’s annoyed scoff as her muffled yell reaches my ear, not keeping me from pounding at her door.The door swings open, revealing an annoyed Jenna, whose expression morphs into worry immediately.“Amber, are you OK?”“I’m wired.” I whisper-shout, passing her with fast steps. “He has my apartment wired.”“Are you sure?”“Yes. Yes. He just answered a question I asked my living room.”“Oh, dear.” She sighs, making another knot into her bathrobe cordon.“Could… Could I stay the night?”“Sure.” She says in a high-pitched voice, and I sigh relieved.“Thank you so much.”“Don’t even mention it.”Sitting down on the couch, she goes to make us two cups of coffee and I throw my bag onto the floor. “How was Thanksgiving with your parents?”“Meh.” She answers, without turning to me. “It gets more difficult every time to hide my job, and I’m tired.”She wrinkles her nose as she puts down the cup in front of me. “I should be old enough to do what I want
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NerthusI press a big smooch on her cheek after our breakfast and leave her warm apartment. I hug my coat closer as I walk back to my apartment and make a note to myself to call Luciana. Just as I’m thinking about what I am going to say to her, I pass my usual coffee shop, located just a few steps from my home.This must be a sign from heaven.Stepping into the heated cozy café, I smile as I see Lizzy about to froth milk for a customer. I wait patiently for my turn, and she welcomes me with a broad smile as she sees me.“Hey, Amber. How are you doing?” She asks starting to make my coffee.I step closer to the counter and lean on it. “I’m fine, thanks. Listen, you said you were looking for someone to help you out. Is this still the case?”“Yes,” she answers, nearly spilling the coffee she is making. “Sure. Are you interested?”Laughing, I nod. “Yes. I would really love to work here.”“Amazing! Let me get you some brochures, and if you give me a moment, we can talk about the details ove
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