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Everywhere I go, Aldo is about 20 feet away from me, watching my every move with his dark eyes. If I enter my room, he stands right outside the door. I come out of my room, he’s right in front of me.Gosh!I need to get rid of him!Rafa has made all my plans way harder than they should be.Standing at my opened door, I stare at the strong figure across me, standing by the rails. “Uh… Aldo,” I call.He steps forward, moving with an unnerving precision, until he’s directly in front of me.“Yes, ma’am,” he replies, his voice deep and flat.”“Uh… it’s just that…” i hesitate, trying to come up with a way to voice out my request. “I’m a bit uncomfortable having your eyes on me everywhere I go.”“I’m just doing my job,” he states flatly, no hint of emotion on his face, like he’s a programmed robot.A sigh escapes my lips. “Okay, I understand,” i say bobbing my head “But… Could you maybe keep a respectful distance? And not be so… obvious about it; it makes me anxious.”He doesn't respond ins
A friendly word?The way Ryan emphasizes it doesn’t seem like it’s just going to be a friendly word.I stand up slightly from the stool, ready to protest. But Ryan's steps are long and fast, and before I can call out to him, he storms out of the kitchen.I slowly sink back into my seat, my heart thumping wildly in my chest. I keep taking anxious glances, back toward them, to see what’s going on.What exactly does Rayn want to say to Aldo? Wait—what if it’s because of what I told him and he tells him to stop following me around? Honestly, I’d love that. But what if Aldo refuses? What if it turns into a fight?My chest suddenly tightens with worry.Oh no, Ryan, please come back!֍ ֍ ֍My eyes are fixed on Aldo who doesn’t shift or move, standing motionless in his position as I walk towards him.When I reach him, standing directly in front of him, he gives a slight bow, and then our eyes meet head-on, since we are the same height.“How may I he—”“What are you doing?” I question, cutting
Watching Ryan and Aldo intently, I try not to make it obvious by sitting sideways, so I'm not fully turned to them, nor to my bowl.For a moment, it seems like they’re just talking—not until Ryan moves. Quick as lightning, he thrusts his hand forward, and in an instant, he’s holding a gun pressed firmly against Aldo’s forehead.A gasp rips from my throat as I jump up from my stool, hands flying to cover my mouth. “Ryan!” I cry out, my voice trembling with shock.This isn’t what anyone would call friendly!My heart thunders loudly against my chest as I watch the exchange.How long has that gun been under Aldo’s jacket? Has it been there the entire time he stood next to me? Does this mean if I go against him, he can easily pull it out???Oh God. I’ve never seen a real gun up close—only on TV. Even when I come across police officers, it’s just tasers or batons. But here it is, casually being held in Ryan’s hands with such ease, as if he’s done this a thousand times. No signs of hesitati
Finally, I’m out of the prison mansion, all thanks to Ryan.But now I’m not so sure of what I’m getting myself into. When he said I should follow him to his training, I didn’t expect it to be the very next day!!!Oh well….A bulky dark-skinned guard standing by a door Ryan has been walking to, reaches out and opens it. He bows at Ryan, who’s in front of me, and as I’m about to pass through, he bows at me as well.“Thank you,” I say, before stepping through the door, and as I do, my eyes expand in astonishment.“We’ll start with shooting,” Ryan says, but I’m barely paying attention to him, as my eyes roam around the arena. My heart thudding with a mix of nerves and curiosity as I take in the sight.It’s a black room with high walls, thickly padded with soundproof panels, shutting out the chaos and noise of the outside world and trapping us in an eerie silence.My gaze shifts to the firing lanes, each separated by tall black barricades, each marked with a number from 1 to 6. Far ahead,
Ryan… he’s too close, way too close. I get that he’s just trying to teach me, but God! He’s just too close. I can barely focus on anything, but him.He leads me and the gun fires, the recoil is too strong, too impactful, too much for me to handle,it jolts through my hands and up my arms and If not for Ryan, who is close behind me, holding me firmly, I would have flown to the ground.Yet, it still pushes me backward, making me press my body against him. I feel a shift in tension between us.“Good.” He husks in my ears, his voice voicing rough, sending a shiver down my spine.Oh no! That tone… I can hear it, I can feel it—he’s aroused.“Ahn,” a moan forces its way out of my lips, as he sinks his teeth into the soft, sensitive skin of my neck. My body reacts instinctively, arching slightly into him, and I know it’s only adding fuel to the fire.“Do you remember that night?” he whispers, his hot breath brushing in trail to my ear. My mind spins. ‘Night? What night— it can’t be that nigh
Since that day, training with Ryan has become a routine, especially in the basics of self-defense. It’s a breath of fresh air, being out of the mansion.But today, I don’t follow Ryan. Today, I have something more important to do. I'm running out of time—Zephyr will soon be back. If I keep putting this off, I might never leave this place.I didn’t tell Ryan about my plan; I didn’t want him talking me out of it. Instead I just told him I felt a bit sick, and he let me stay back.I want nothing to change my mind today. I must get what I want!Thanks to Ryan, Aldo only watches me for little to no time, but he’s always ready the moment I step out of the main mansion building to the backyard, or even the front porch.And that’s a huge problem because my destination is beyond the mansion.But that doesn’t stop me, I’ve timed myself. When Aldo goes for a quick lunch break, when he will not be able to hold me back, I’ll quietly slip away and do what I have to do.As for Rafa, he’s not been aro
I’m back early from training today because Hazel didn’t come with me.The first day was . . . surely unexpected for both of us— especially me, who said I’d control myself. But the next two days, nothing happened—she made sure of that.This morning she told me she felt a bit sick, and it didn’t trouble me much, cause she said it’s not serious, but as I trained, I started to feel more and more worried. I just had to come early to check in on her; Maybe I pushed her too hard, and that’s why she’s sick.Or am I coming back early because I miss her?Training felt so boring and empty without her—a little scaredy-cat who’s both determined and terrified.We’ve only trained together for three days, yet it feels like I can’t train properly without her next to me. it just doesn’t feel right.As soon as I enter the mansion, noise blasts in my ears. Not just any noise, but screams—screams and shouts from Hazel… and… Rafa?Adrenaline kicks in my blood as I sprint toward the sound. My eyes flare w
“Wh—what?” I stutter, my eyes blinking repeatedly in disbelief. My brows narrow in anger. “Am I stupid, Ryan?” I repeat pointing at myself, anger, and confusion clear in my voice.“You’re asking me if I’m stupid because I’m worried about my brother’s safety?” I question, clearly getting annoyed and angry.He shifts his eyes back to me, “Why would you go there Haze?!” He demands, yelling again, his eyes filled with fury.“Why wouldn’t I Ryan?” I snap back, my anger rising to meet his. “I just told you, I went to look for my brother.”He clenches his jaw as he looks away and my shirt tightens. I thought he would understand me, but he doesn’t. I’m so… so very disappointed.“Shit!” he curses as he turns sharply, and walks away from me, bursting toward his room.“What?” I mutter under my breath, my eyes following his retreating form. “Ryan,” I call out, walking after him. “You can’t just yell at me and walk off!”He halts abruptly just in front of his door, spins around and suddenly reac
“That was the first fucking fantasy I had about you,” Ryan says, his voice thick with amusement as he rises from my body. He shifts beside me, turning over to lie back on the bed with an effortless confidence, while I sit up, my pulse racing. “You’ve clearly never done it before?” he asks, his tone teasing yet curious. I nod slowly, heat rising to my cheeks. “Yes… but… I can learn.” He smirks, the glint in his eyes turning mischievous. “It’s okay,” he murmurs. “At least I’m experienced in that part.” His hands find my waist, steadying me as he shifts closer to the edge of the bed. “Get on your knees,” he says softly, his voice low but commanding. “I’ll teach you.” Swallowing hard, I climb off the bed and lower myself, my knees dropping onto the cold tiles. I move forward settling between his parted legs. My gaze drops to the growing bulge at the crotch of his uniform trousers. It’s only getting harder and harder, the fabric straining against him, making my breath hitch. ‘
I don’t know what came over me this morning. I fucking malfunctioned—for the first time in my entire life.It was obvious what she was thinking after she saw the lipstick on my hoodie. I could see it in her eyes, hear it in the faint tremble of her voice.‘Ryan went to meet another girl right after having sex with me.’ No, Hazel, that’s not the case!Yet, I couldn’t give her an answer that instant. Instead, I panicked and ran away—like a fucking wuss. It all happened so fast. I wasn’t prepared. I thought she’d still be asleep since she always wakes up late. But there she was, sitting in the living room, catching me completely off guard. I didn’t even know about Jenna’s fucking lipstick stain on my hoodie until her fingers brushed against it. And that thing she said—“you smell different”‘Did Jenna’s perfume also rub off on me?’I was so confused, yet very aware how bad it all looked. I couldn’t risk attempting to lie right then, because what if the wrong word slipped out and ruin
“Ma’am, expect a call from Master Zephyr.”“What?!” I choke on my lunch, my fork slipping from my fingers and clattering onto the plate. My eyes widen in shock as my head snap toward Madam Adora.“Yes,” she affirms with a small nod, her expression calm like she didn’t just drop a bombshell. “Right after you finish eating. Hold on to your phone in the meantime.”I blink at her in silence, unable to form a response, my mind racing with thoughts. Why does he want to call me? Can it be—no!Did Selene already tell him we lied?Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!! Oh my gosh!!!“Mrs. Zephyr?” Madam Adora’s voice cuts through my spiraling thoughts, her brow lifting in subtle concern. “You’re not responding.”I fumble for my glass of water, nearly knocking it over in my haste, and chug it down in one go. Slamming the empty glass onto the table, I force a weak smile in her direction.“Yes… yes, Zephyr—call. Understood,” I say, in an awkwardly clipped and high-pitched tone.Madam Adora nods once, her shar
~ HAZEL ~My heart thuds loudly in my chest as I watch Ruth walk away to continue her duties.My head aches, my nerves are on edge, as worry course through me like a relentless tide. ‘Where could Ryan be? And why did he rush out, all alone, so early in the morning?’I know he’s an adult, strong, and probably far better equipped to handle danger than me— He can take care of himself. But the worry still clings stubbornly to my heart, refusing to let go. Needing to distract myself, I decide to get busy.I walk back into my room, heading straight to the bathroom to wash up. Maybe by the time I’m done, Ryan will be back from wherever he went. More than half an hour passes. I’m refreshed, dressed in a modest daytime outfit. Because Madam Adora is around, I’m more careful with what I wear. Leaving my room, I check Ryan’s door again, hoping he returned while I was in the bathroom. Still no response.Frustrated, I head downstairs to wait for him, pacing restlessly around the ground fl
~ RYAN ~Everything managed to fall right into place. I’m still not sure how we did it, but we did. Oh, how I’d love to turn back time, to relive the moment all over again— Every second of the feel of me inside her, the taste of her both in and out, her soft erotic moans filling my ears, driving me crazy.Gosh— It’s going to have to happen again soon and I’ll make sure of it. I can’t get enough of her. For now, I sink into my bed after a quick cold shower, my body still humming with the memory of Hazel, wishing she is right, sleeping next to me.Deep in sleep, my body shifts, turning over, but a face suddenly flashes in my head, jerking me upright. “Jenna!” I blurt. “Fuck!” That’s the fucking reason something felt so off the entire time. I completely forgot about Jenna. I never went back to that room to set her free, because I was too focused on getting Hazel back to the car before Aldo could come looking for her. At that time, Hazel was the only thing on my mind. Shit.
My eyes feel heavy as they flutter open to a new day. The soft glow of the nightlight fills the room, dim enough to ease me into wakefulness without the harsh shock of bright lights. Turning to the side of my bed, my eyes land on the alarm clock on the bedside table. “6:02 AM.” I read out the time. “It’s still quite early,” I murmur, my voice raspy from sleep. Sitting up, I stretch lazily on the bed, arms and legs reaching as far as they can. “Mmmh!” A contented moan escapes my lips, and a small smile spreads across my face as a giddy warmth rushes through me. I feel good—way too fucking good!I don’t think I’ve felt this good since the day I set foot in this mansion. I guess this is the real aftereffect of good sex with someone you truly want. A small giggle slips through my lips as last night’s memories flash through my mind, we were extremely lucky.~Last Night~Ryan creeps closer to me.“Let's stay like this for a while,” he whispers softly, his voice warm against my
Ryan’s lips press into my tummy in a light kiss, his voice drops to a whisper. “Don’t worry I'll figure it out.” “Ryan...” I mumble, my hands reaching for his round shoulder.He lifts back up and our gazes lock. “ You trust me right?” He asks“I do,” I answer, nodding my head. He leans forward, pulls down a pillow. He lifts my hips and places it underneath, angling my center perfectly to meet his groin.He shifts closer again, his cock lightly tapping against my mound making me shiver. I grab onto the sheets, preparing my mind and body for what’s to come. “Just go in slowly Ryan…” I whimper, turning my head sensually to the side. “and be gentle…. Don’t rush, don’t pull away.”“Yeah.” He responds lowly and I instantly feel his crown pressing gently against my slick slit. My pussy throbs and makes squelching sounds as he pushes the head of his cock through my vaginal opening slowly and gently.“Uuuhg” he growls as the entire crown of his cock gets buried in my snatch. Overwhelmed with
“You’ll love this. I promise.” Ryan assures, his hot breath fanning against the soft flesh of my pussy.I shudder as I feel Ryan's warm tongue on the rim of my pussy, he licks my leaking wetness back up to the fleshy pussy.“Ughhh.” He suddenly rises, up throwing his head back with a languid groan. “Damn, you taste great, Hazel.” My body shivers with unnerving pleasure coursing through my veins as he stares at my leaking pussy like a predator about to feast on his prey. The feeling of his warm tongue still lingering on my pussy. “This needs to come off.” He husks, his voice rough and filled with lust as he pulls my panties off. He raises it up my thighs, leans back and drags it over my knee and down my legs. I lift my legs and push them off me entirely. As they come off, he seises my leg, spreads it wider than before and angles his head between my thighs.His tongue glides up and down between my inner lips, and I arch with a gasp as they find my clit. “Oooh God!” He swirls his tongu
Ryan’s gaze darkens as he moves closer to my face. “Kiss me like you need me.”I want him. I desperately need him. Yet I’ve been holding back so much—because of fear and the risk that comes with our connection.But now, I won’t hold back, we’re alone after all, away from the confines of the mansion with eyes everywhere.Now, it’s just the two of us.His warm breath tingles my skin as I inch towards him, my eyes fixed on his pink inviting lips. Parting my lips, I mash it on his and he immediately slides his tongue in my mouth, claiming me at a hungry pace. I let out a moan, my hands rising up his broad back.They reach into his hair, fingers digging into his scalp as our tongue swirls over eachother, fluids mixing.Our breathing becomes ragged as he pushes