Whoever that man was, he was a skilled fighter because not many could execute that move perfectly in one go. Probably the reason he didn’t run; he could easily fight his way out.Ethan instantly recognized the move, the man used on Mark—slicing the side of his with his hands with sharp, full force, which could affect his artery and cause a temporary loss of blood flow and oxygen to the brain.He watched as Mark’s body slumped to the ground, and the man turned his full glare to him, but Ethan didn’t care; all that mattered was getting to Lily first.In the tense
“I remember you,” uttered one of the male police officers as he strode to the table where Ethan was being interrogated. He walked to the younger policeman, extending his hand for Ethan's file, and the younger officer instantly handed it over to him.He glanced through it for a while before raising his eyes from the paper to the seated form of Ethan. “You’re the kid who killed that man at the age of eleven,” he recalled, then leaned in towards Ethan, his voice taking a lower octave. “How did you find yourself in the same situation years later?”Ethan scoffed as he looked down at his wrists, bound with handcuffs. Slowly, he raised his chin to the old policeman's face, throwing a death glare at him, with a smirk.The policeman sighed, observing his reaction. “You really are crazy.”“Sir—” the younger policeman warned.“Then you were just a kid,” the older policeman started rising up. “But now you’re an adult, and with that attitude of yours, you'll be
Mark had no other choice but to take Lily to his personal hell—his house.He couldn't say no, not after she stared at him with deep vulnerability in her eyes. She trusted him enough to ask to spend the night at his place.He made sure his demon parents didn’t see her, taking her straight to his room.Lily sat on the edge of Mark's bed while he took a seat
"I can fix it,"Max's eyes widened. Whenever he regained control and attempted to stop, Lily would say something that would instantly change his mind.He inhaled sharply as he looked down at her. Her hazel eyes, once filled with sincerity and strong emotions, were now clouded by the effects of alcohol.He knelt above her, trapping her legs between his kne
Mark’s half-brother, Asher, hated him; he didn't know why he did, yet he suffered severely just because of that hatred.It was not his fault his father took a liking to his late mother; what he heard from his mother's close friend was that she was raped by him, but the rumors said she was a prostitute.Everything was his father's fault, yet Asher still hated him for being a fake illegitimate second son.
59**Flashback**Mark was twelve, almost a year after his brother had been sent to jail. Ethan was still twelve but would be turning thirteen in the next month.Ethan sat at his desk focused on the computer in front of him, while Mark lay on his bed quietly staring at Ethan, his head filled with weird thoughts. He had so many questions and Whatever questions he had, Ethan always knew the answers.But will Ethan have an answer to that one parti
Lily sat in the front passenger seat of Mark’s car, the tense silence filling the air.She clearly remembered everything that happened last night, and it all felt like a fever dream. So much had happened: sneaking out of her house, going to the club for the first time with Ethan, losing Ethan, getting harassed by two men, witnessing a new scary side of Ethan, getting arrested, going to Mark’s house, and lastly, having a really intimate time with Mark.She remembered herself being so persistent and Mark trying his best to control himself. Thank God he did, because just the little they did last night made he
“I'll make sure you truly belong to me; I will make sure you're mine,” Ethan said, staring into Lily’s eyes.She bobbed her head nervously, her whole body feeling hot under his gaze.With his eyes locked on her lips, he leaned into her face that was grasped tightly in his hands and pressed his lips against her soft plum ones; their lips parted in sync, and his tongue easily slid in.She hummed against his lips, loving every moment of his tongue, swirling around her insides, exploring her mouth.“Eth Ethan,” she moaned, needly her body arcing into him. Kissing wasn't just enough; she wanted to feel more of him; she wanted him to take away her innocence. Last time she had stopped him, but this time she wouldn't."Lily,” he husked, desperately pulling her body into his, her soft ample breast flattening against his chest. He wanted to devour her ri