"Summer break is still a month away," my dad says with a pointed look, making me roll my eyes. I hate it when he gets strict. "So what? It's only a month, Dad, we can lie and say it's an emergency trip," I offer. When it comes to school, my dad is a hard-ass. But I still have to try , "You promised. I want to go." "Can't you wait one month?" he asks and I can tell by his face that he's in one of those strict-dad moments. What a pain in the ass. "I don't want to be here. Zion said I have to tell you if I start to feel trapped, right? Well, I'm feeling fucking trapped again," I say and it's not exactly a lie. I'm bored. And when I'm bored is when I make the worst mistakes, "It can be a short trip if you want.”He takes a deep breath and gets up from his seat to walk closer. He sits down on his desk to look down at me as if he’s thinking what to do. My dad is a young man, only thirty-four, and he’s only strict about school. Other than that, he’s cool about everything, but to be h
"Altamira is such a beautiful place, man. They’re right about that," Brian comments as we’re driving. “Yeah, it is,” I mumble. Even at night, you can’t deny the beauty of Altamira. It has the vibe of a Mediterranean city and the exact right amount of urban sophistication. The weather is perfect, it never gets too hot to be unbearable or too cold to be uncomfortable, it’s always just the right temperature. Altamira is unlike any other beach city. I’m kind of sad this is not a secret little paradise anymore. It definitely wasn’t this touristy when I was a kid. "Why the hell did you choose Sendera over this? It's so boring over there, just buildings and buildings,” he complains, driving slowly so he can look at the sea, illuminated by the restaurants and bars next to it. Everyone else is doing the same, though, so it’s not that dangerous. "Honestly, I don't even know how I ended up in Sendera," I murmur, frowning as I try to dig into my damned horrible memory that only holds
When I feel the level of drunkenness I wanted, I wrap my arm around Brian's neck to get more comfortable in his lap. "Are you having fun, Lannister?" I ask when I find his pretty eyes. He’s so handsome, “Because I’m having the most fun ever.” "I always have fun with you," he replies with a smile, his hands wrapping around my waist, "And I'm going to have even more fun once we get back to your place." "I'm going to make you not want to go back to boring Sendera," I murmur against his cheek and then I seek his lips for a deep kiss that Brian returns without any hesitation. I want him… I want… "Lily!" someone shouts my name, making me jump in surprise. I turn towards the male voice, and I squeal in excitement when I see who it is. "Bean Boy!" I shout back, getting up from Brian's lap to go hug my brother, "My new friends know you, this is so cool.” "I know, Leah called me to say she was drinking with my sister... my sister who shouldn’t be drinking?" he says, giving me a
"You smell like a bar," Damon spits out when we're enclosed in the elevator. My heart is going crazy with a mix of fear and… something else, "My father is under the impression that you stopped drinking." "I did in general, but I still can drink once a month. Or a week," I mutter, doing my best not to look up. And fortunately, the elevator doors open before I have to spend more time talking to Damon so I almost run to my apartment. This time when I open my door, there's chaos inside. The two girls I befriended last night are doing something in the kitchen, but my heart nearly stops when I see what Brian is doing. He's reading the papers my mother gave me, specifically Damon's folder. I feel all the blood drain from my body, but thankfully Brian doesn't make a big deal out of the moment. He lowers the papers and has the decency to look embarrassed. "Get out!” Damon yells, kicking the couch where a guy is still sleeping. He wakes up with a gasp, and while that's happening, I mov
"Holy shit," Brian blurts out when we're alone, "What the hell is wrong with that guy? He's a Disney villain but worse." Oh, I know. And I allow myself to laugh for a second before remembering what he was doing when I came back. "Why were you looking through my things?" I ask, biting my lower lip nervously, "That's private... and it was inside my drawer." "When I left your room, the two girls were going through your stuff, including what was in this drawer. They were probably looking for something to steal. I told them to stop, but when I got closer... I just couldn't help my curiosity," he murmurs, his cheeks turning pink with embarrassment, "I'm sorry, but it's so obvious that there's something important in there and my nature is..." "It’s alright," I murmur, understanding. I’m a nosy person too, "But, yeah, it is something important. Did you read anything?" Brian hesitates for a few seconds but finally nods, and I grimace. "Damon Carrington, that's the Disney villain, r
“So, TVD is the company I work for,” Brian starts, and I just look at him with wide, expectant eyes, “The main offices are in Sendera, but there is one here in Altamira. Something like this is exactly what the office here wants… a scandal. If we manage to convince some of the girls to go ahead and sue, we can give TVD the biggest scandal to date. And then Damon is for sure finished. No matter how rich or powerful he is, this will put him in the public eye, and the court of public opinion will devour him. Even if the trial doesn’t go anywhere, it won’t matter; the company will be done. Tundra Models will be canceled, and Damon, at the very least, will be canceled too. Maybe Harry can keep him out of prison, but he’ll never be seen in a good light in Altamira… or maybe even the whole country.” My heart stops completely. That sounds like a solid plan, much better than anything I could come up with on my own. But… damn, when he said ‘country,’ it put everything into perspective for me.
Before getting out, I pull out the gun I carry just to protect myself not to kill anyone, no matter how much I want to. That's the rule I need to follow in order to keep it. I walk to the old raggedy house, not shocked that Dean is friends with someone who lives here. This dumbass always manages to find the worst kinds of people somehow. I knock on the door and wait around ten seconds before a guy opens the door. He's good-looking, I guess, but around five years older than me. Older guys are what Dean usually goes for, so I'm not shocked. "Wh-what are you doing here?" he asks, his eyes wide with shock as he looks at me, then at Dean, "He told you I did something? I didn't!" The idiot tries to close the door in my face, but I’m faster than him and I push the door, giving myself permission to enter. "Where's the watch?" I ask, but the guy just shakes his head, "I know there's a Rolex around here and I know you can't afford that, so where is it?" The guy clasps his fists and his
Brian Lannister is Lily’s new boyfriend, according to Dean. The guy is staying with Lily all weekend, and last night they were all over each other, kissing and touching like the world was about to end. The way that makes me feel almost makes me call Zion for an emergency session, but I don’t. I mean, jealousy is something I’m used to, but this is the first time I see a guy Lily is fucking in person. The other times, it’s only been through pictures. Except this time is different—Lily is spending time with him while she’s sober. I don’t like it. This has the potential to become something serious and it bothers me even to think about it. Lily is still mine. She’s going to be MY girlfriend, not someone else’s. I don’t know when or how, but I’ll make it happen. Once we’re done eating, I drive Dean to the bar where he left his car yesterday and then I go home, fighting the urge to go back to Lily’s house now that I know where she lives. I know I’ll do it soon, but not today
{ 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