Oh, my God. “How? How do you know?” I ask, surrendering immediately because I know he’s right; there’s no way I can convince Aiden of anything. “Are you angry? Are you going to kill me?” Aiden lets out a small laugh. “I still know you, Lily. You’re a very basic and simple-minded person, you wear your emotions on your sleeve. If this were actually a surprise to you, you’d be excited and petty, happy to hear that karma caught up with the man who hurt you. But you were trying very hard to pretend you’re worried and that gave you away,” he replies, once again showing me that he notices everything, even the smallest detail, “I’m not angry, but I need answers.” “Where are you going then?” I ask when I see he’s driving out of town, “Aiden, you’re not actually going to kill me, right?” “No, Lily,” he replies, rolling his eyes, “We’re going to my friend’s house and we’re going to talk there. I won’t miss my party just because Damon was arrested.” “Oh okay,” I murmur, still confused
The return to the main topic clears my head again. I swallow and turn on the bed to sit cross-legged, facing Aiden. “Are you on my side?” I ask, biting my lip nervously. Aiden sighs and sits up too, now we’re literally face to face, “Because I can’t tell you everything if you’re not.” “Even if you don’t tell me, I already have an idea of what’s going on in my head. If I wasn’t on your side, you’d know,” he says, making my nervousness even worse. I don’t know what to say, “Alright, I’ll tell you what I think and you can fill in what I’m missing.” “Okay,” I answer, taking a deep breath. “After years, you had the courage to tell your mother what Damon did to you, and she told you about the girls because she obviously doesn’t give a shit about Damon,” he starts, and he’s more or less wrong, “Berenice has ways to get the contacts of the girls, so she convinced them to talk. She paid them more than I did or offered them something better, revenge. And you finally got your revenge too
I don't even have to beg too much or repeat myself. Aiden sits up to pull my shorts and panties down and throw them aside, ready to give me what I asked for. He opens my legs to give himself room in between them and looks down at my pussy for a few seconds. I hate how his face remains closed off, but I trust I can change that soon enough. "Can I fuck you bare? Are you clean, on the pill?" he asks, like he's talking to a co-worker. Again. I roll my eyes in annoyance. "I am. Both," I promise, because I'm always checking and I've only had sex with Brian lately. Safe sex, "Are you clean?" "Obviously," he says, almost sounding offended. Then he grabs my face roughly so he can kiss the fuck out of me again. This kiss is not gentle, though. Aiden growls against my lips and fucks my mouth with his tongue. He pulls his shorts down with a hand without separating his mouth from mine and, before I'm even ready, I feel his cock head touching me, teasing my entrance. He doesn't shove it i
Someone knocks on the door as I'm throwing my dirty -unsalvageable- panties in the trash can and pulling my shorts back up. "I'll be out in a second!" I yell and hurry to get decent. I wash my hands and wet my hot face to freshen up before opening the door for the girl waiting outside. "Hey… Aiden's sister, right?" the girl says with a genuine smile when she sees me, but I freeze in panic again. I'm basically a fainting goat at this point. Because this is Aiden's girlfriend. She’s the girlfriend of the guy I just fucked. The last time I was in this situation, the girl beat my ass. I'm not ready for that again, especially not when I'm having a psychological crisis. I just had sex with my ex-boyfriend/step-brother and I had the other one arrested. I need a break. "Yeah, hi. Sorry, I have to go," I mumble and I basically run back to the day-bed where Aiden is still waiting for me. I sit down and try to get my breathing controlled before I pass out. "Lily, you're going to give
My father explains again. This is an initial hearing where they will read the charges against me, and I'll have to get up and say I’m not guilty. Even though I am guilty. But everyone's right, there's no evidence against the claims. The girls who are suing me are the same girls who tried to use me to become famous but only ended up leaving my house or my office crying after a scene they didn't like too much because that’s my own personal talent: I always find the specific thing they don’t like and I push until they break. But I don't abuse women, at least not physically. Believe it or not, that's not my thing… unless they ask me to, of course. Like that crazy bitch who wanted me to choke her. I’m such a nice guy, of course I did what she asked of me… but then I just kept squeezing because her scared eyes made me come. Squeezing too hard and almost killing her WAS an accident, but of course, no one is going to believe the sociopath. Luckily, she's not one of the girls suing m
{ Aiden } “I’m not going to tell you,” I respond, making my brother clench his jaw in anger, “I’ll handle it.” “I know you’ll handle it, but I want to fuck them over. I want retaliation,” he says in an obvious tone, “And I promise you, I can do it without stepping foot out of the house.” “Tell you what… once this trial shit is over, I’ll tell you the name and let you do whatever the fuck you want to them. But not right now,” I offer, knowing damn well I won’t ever tell him Lily put him in this situation. She has no way of defending herself against Damon in a rampage, “I need you to be in a good mental state and that does not include you plotting someone’s demise. You get too carried away.” “Fine,” Damon rolls his eyes, looking away from me. The way he’s not cursing me out or making a joke out of what I just said tells me everything I need to know. He’s not doing okay and he knows it. His hands are moving up and down his pants as if he wants to wipe sweat on them, his anxie
When Lily opens the door of her apartment and sees me standing out there, her eyes almost pop out of her face. I haven’t seen her since yesterday when we fucked again, for the third time ever, then I drove her here. In tense silence. Fucking her felt as if I was getting back something I lost, something I missed… but I’ve been trying to delete that feeling from my mind. I have no business feeling like that over a girl who left me when I was seventeen. I’m twenty-eight now and I’m about to change my life completely. I’ll leave Altamira, her and my family behind. I’ll start a whole new life without her, so we cannot have sex again. Never. I walk inside her apartment without waiting for her to say anything and I immediately see the guy standing in the kitchen, making something to eat. Brian Lannister. Dean told me everything he knows about this guy: he’s Lily’s new boyfriend and he’s ‘really fun’ and ‘nice’. Which means nothing, because Dean thinks everyone is nice.
“You got what you wanted. Damon is now public enemy number one. He’s being attacked online from all sides, his name will be tarnished forever,” I start, waiting for a proud smile from her or something, but Lily just sighs and nods with a strained smile, as if she’s forcing herself to be happy about it, “Now I need you to help me fix what you broke. Are you paying for the girls’ legal fees?” “Yes,” she replies, frowning, “Why?” “I need access to that,” I say, but Lily frowns as if she doesn’t understand. Of course, “Your mom is handling it, I imagine? Well, I need to talk to her then.”“Are you going to… threaten her or something?” she asks, raising a hand to bite her nails. When I pay closer attention, I notice all her nails are messed up. They used to be long a few weeks ago. She’s anxious, worried, probably regretting what she did. That’s good. I can use it. “Of course not, Lily,” I say to reassure her, “I’m going to take charge of the girls’ legal team to make sure they l
{ Lily } Aiden never came back yesterday, so I spent the rest of the day crying my ass off while hugging my mom as we watched people in the news talking shit about Damon while they showed how incredibly handsome he looked, trying his hardest not to roll his eyes. To be completely honest, it was a bittersweet day. My mom was being the nicest she’s ever been with me, Harry stayed home with us until the afternoon when my mom finally had enough of his presence and kicked him out. And Dean was there, being Dean and cheering me up a bit. It was a nice family day. Like, real family. So I enjoyed that part, but I hated the part where Aiden was away all day. And I was missing the fuck out of Damon, worried about him... until he texted me. Yeah, the guy who's in prison, he texted me out of nowhere and told me Aiden actually helped him out. So now we'll be able to talk as much as we want. Then Aiden called me and said he wouldn't be leaving Altamira yet because he has some ‘new issues’ t
"What’s going on?" I ask, completely confused, but a smile is growing on my face. "Hey, Damon, this is my buddy Darren," Aiden says with a different voice. He's playing a character for this guy, so I just nod and wait for more information, "He knows you don't deserve to be here, he wants to help us out while we figure out how to get you out.” "Oh," I say, blinking my confusion away. This is definitely not a set-up then, it's Aiden fixing my life again, "Hi, man. It’s nice to meet you.” "Come here," he says and comes to fucking hug me, so hard he lifts me up. I find Aiden's eyes over this guy shoulder and he gives me a pointed look, so I respond to the hug, patting the guy's back, "Any brother of Aiden's is my brother. I'm sorry those bitches put you on this position." "Thanks, man," I hug him harder, for real this time, "Ungrateful pieces of shit, they couldn't even look into my eyes during the trial. They knew they were blowing shit way out of proportion." "That's women fo
"I'm going to take you to Berenice's house. I need to make sure Lily's okay... and then I'm going to make sure nothing happens to Damon," I say, almost to myself, and my words make my father look at me with intense eyes, "I have a plan and a connection inside the prison. I'm going to buy him protection." "What? You have a connection inside the prison, like... an inmate?" "No. Someone in the administration," I reply, taking a deep breath. "He's a good friend... and his father is the prison warden." That lights him up. "Yes! Use him!," my dad says with renewed hope in his eyes, "If you don't, Damon will be stabbed to death with a made-up knife, only after being someone's girlfriend in there." That makes me laugh because it’s never going to happen, at least not like that. Damon isn't the victim, he would find a way to get out of the situation. And if someone is getting a girlfriend and raping someone in there, is him. I don't doubt he could rape a man, not for a second.
“Why?” My mom asks, unable to hide her true feelings about the situation, “Really, why? Tell me one good thing about him.”I stay blank. One good thing about Damon? “There aren’t palpable good things about Damon,” I finally admit, looking down, “He is mostly a bad person, but at least he’s open about it. He doesn’t hide what he is. And when you get to know him, you see he’s… just a little crazy, but not ambitious enough to actually be evil. Even with those girls, you can ask them personally. He didn’t rape anyone, he’s just a big bully. And he can be very scary, I know that firsthand… but he’s not a monster. Just like Harry promised you anything you asked for, Damon gave those girls something in exchange for a scene with him. He likes random kinks and he has these girls do them, but since he doesn’t explain, everything feels so bizarre.”My mom takes a deep breath and thinks about it for a second. “I know everyone thinks I'm stupid, but I'm not that stupid, okay? So, just trust me w
"Yeah, he’s leaving," I repeat in a whisper, my stomach twists just thinking about it. I clear my throat, "Let's not talk about it, yeah? Please." "Okay," she relents, then looks down to her hands for a second, "Uh, I've had a lot of time to think about our dispute the other day and… I want to apologize to you. For a multitude of reasons. Even if you don't want to forgive me, can I please just tell you how sorry I am?” I just nod. Dean mumbles something and grabs Choky's harness to take him away from us and give us privacy. My mom walks to her brand new living room and I follow her, sitting next to her on the big white couch and looking directly at her belly as she grabs my hand. My only biological sibling is in there, it’s kind of weird to think about it. "I was so young when I had you. A young, poor girl with lots of ambition," she starts, squeezing my hand, "I resented you a lot. I lost my freedom and my dreams because I was forced to have you by my idiotic religious fami
Oh, dear lord… I think I trust Damon now. Or at least I do right this second, with his big dick inside of me and his gorgeousness clouding my view of the universe. He won. I mean, of course I don’t trust him one hundred percent, but definitely a lot more than before. I think I got to know him a lot better these past few days. He's obviously not a saint, at all, but I also think he's not absolutely evil I thought he was. He's just a little deranged, but it hasn’t been that bad. So far. "You're the only person that brings this out of me," he says in a gentle tone, touching his nose to mine like a cat showing love, "You turn off the bad thoughts inside my head and make me want to be better. You make me want to be a normal man." "I like this calm, softer version of you," I whisper, stroking the smooth skin of his back, "You used to show me just the worst parts of you before. You were always so mean, so evil. You bullied me so much, I really thought you were the worst person t
As soon as Aiden is done with Lily and has left her a whimpering mess, he helps me get my turn by lifting her body and positioning her so she can ride me, cowgirl style. In the water she doesn't have much power to actually ride me, so I lift my hips to fuck her. Her pussy feels even tighter than normal in this position, so it doesn't take too long for me to spill inside of her. Then I suck on her neck and rub her clit until she’s coming, squeezing my dick like crazy. But even when we're all satisfied, we don't leave the tub. Lily stays in my lap with her legs over Aiden's lap and we talk about everything except our imminent separation tomorrow. But the thoughts are there. Every time I look at the hour in my phone I get a little more worried. This is it, this is fucking it. There is no denying it anymore. When we’re all ready for bed after a quick shower, I lean against the headboard and look at Aiden drying Lily’s body with the towel. He doesn’t need to do that, but he can
I cross my arms and just observe the way Aiden approaches the guy with tense shoulders and tells him to fuck off, forgetting all about his need to always be polite. I can’t really hear what he’s saying, but I can tell it’s definitely a ‘fuck off’ situation. And Lily looks confused the whole time, even when Aiden grabs her arm and pulls her back here. I try to hide my pleased smile as they approach by themselves because Hector is still standing in the same place, as if he's confused. The dog is running behind them. "Aiden, seriously. Let go," Lily groans, trying to set herself free, "What is even happening? What was that about? You were so rude to Hector, why the hell would you fire him?” "Because he wants to fuck you, we can't let that happen," I explain, making Lily shut up and give me a confused look, then she moves it to Aiden, "What, are you sad about it? Do you want to fuck him too?” "Why are we even talking about fucking? Hector is just Chocolate's trainer. I’ve only be
"Lily..." I can see Aiden take a deep breath and control the rant he'll have if it was me the one cutting onions so horrendously. He'd be beating my ass for daring to do something not perfectly like he would. Luckily for him, Lily is too busy trying to wipe her tears without touching her face with her hands. “Yeah?” She asks, distracted. Aiden sighs and decides not to ruin this morning even more. "Good job, but that's enough. Just go sit with Damon and let me finish here,” he ends up saying. "Alright," she murmurs and wipes her onion-tears with the back of her hands again, "I hope this tears are worth it." "They won't be," I say, watching her as she goes to wash her hands for a good five minutes. And all I do for those full five minutes is watch her wash those hands, because that's my favorite thing. Watching her do anything, especially if she doesn’t know I’m there. Although… no, actually, I prefer when she’s giving me all her attention too, "Come here, babe. Aiden is really m