Berenice doesn't respond, so I just walk to the door. However, I'm not the heartless bastard everyone thinks I am. "I'll send Dean here. You shouldn't be alone right now," I repeat before walking out. She doesn't complain, so I guess she's okay with that. I go to Dean's room as soon as I get home. It's messy, there’s lots of food containers and drinks scattered around. I shake him up and let him know he has to go to the hotel. I have to repeat it three times before his sleepy brain gets it, but as soon as I mention Berenice needing help, he gets up. Once he leaves, I walk back to Damon's room, almost scared of what I could find in there. All I ask is for Lily to be here, even if she sent Damon to sleep on the floor or they’re fighting, I want her to be here. I take a deep breath and open the door slowly… oh, thank god, it's not a battlefield in here. It’s peaceful, actually. They're both still in bed, still naked, covered by a blanket only from the waist down. Damon is
"What THE FUCK are you doing here?!" Damon roars and tries to get out of bed in a rage, but Lily grabs his arm and pulls him back, “Get out!” "Oh, my god," Dean shrieks and gags for a second, "You two are sick! Oh, god. My eyes." "Dean, you have two seconds. What are you doing here?" I ask, trying to keep it cool. I know he wouldn't burst into Damon's room for no reason. "Ugh," he shudders again, "Berenice is in the hospital. Me and dad have been trying to call you two all morning." "What?" Lily gasps, pushing Damon away and getting up immediately, without even caring about her naked status until Dean shrieks like a girl again and covers his eyes, "What happened to my mom?" "She fainted and I saw blood running down her legs. I freaked out and took her to the hospital. Now she's in there and she needs a blood transfusion. We need Lily," he says, making both me and Lily start moving right away. Damon just sighs and lays back down. "Isn't that just a period? She's old, but s
The girl walks us to my mom's room and tells us she'll come back in a few minutes to check on her again before disappearing. I focus on my mom in the hospital bed, she looks pale, weak and dazed. My blood is still being pumped into her body. Me, Harry and Aiden stay by the door while Dean approaches her. He sits his ass next to her. "Are you feeling better?" He asks, my mom sighs. "Yes, just hungry. I won't be able to eat in a couple hours though," she responds in a low voice, "You must be tired, lay down with me." Dean doesn't wait, he immediately lays down his long body next to her, so my mom has no option but to look at the three of us in front of her bed. That makes me frown and feel a negative emotion towards Dean for the first time. Jealousy.That’s my mom, not his. "Hi," she sheepishly says, her eyes focusing on me, "Thanks for the blood." "Thanks for the life, I guess," I murmur, uncomfortable. The last time I saw her, I threw my cards at her and walked out drama
Aiden drives for almost fifteen minutes until we get to a breakfast place that looks to be mostly empty. We walk in and manage to grab a table in the terrace which is empty and has a perfect view of the sea. That instantly puts me in a good mood. I’m on a date with my biggest love, with lovely weather and a beautiful view. All I could ask for is my other love to be here with us… but he’s on house arrest. I grab my phone and delete all of Brian's texts, I can worry about them later. "Since Damon likes videos so much, let's send him one," I tell Aiden with a growing smile. He nods and leans closer on the table, so I start recording us and around the restaurant so Damon gets to see everything, "Hi, Demon, look how lovely this place is, the food smells delicious and the weather is super nice... life is really good when you're not on house arrest.” When I throw a kiss at him and end the video, Aiden lets out the biggest laugh I've heard from him since he’s been back into my life.
"At this point, it's clear that you and I are never fully getting over each other," Aiden continues, but I don't let myself feel excited, I know what he's going to follow up with, "Our feelings are there, but Damon is also in between us. We have no real future." "I guess, if you say so." "I do say so and I'm right," he scoffs again before starting to eat his boring eggs. He had the menu on his hands with a lot of exciting options and he chose fucking scrambled eggs with nothing, just a sad toast on the side and black coffee. I had to force myself to make a decision because he was pushing me, but I was blinded by all the exciting options they have in the menu. And if I had been by myself, I would've chosen maybe two different options and eat some of both. Because Madison was right, I am greedy. I want everything. But why shouldn't I get the two fucking options I want? Who's stopping me? I lift my hand to call the waitress. When she arrives, I ask for a plate with a savory o
"He was good at getting girls for us," Aiden lets me know, killing my smile, "In a normal way, because he can be a little charming sometimes. The only times he had normal sex were with me in the room. If I wasn't there, he simply wouldn't have sex at all, he wasn't interested. I mean, as you know, even those girl who are suing him, he never fucked them." That piece of information paints a sad picture in my head and it only makes me want to hug Damon. It just makes everything fit in place in my head, now I understand Damon perfectly. "I think he's lonely. Even if he doesn't like people because of his mental illness, he must feel lonely sometimes and even if you hate him... I've never heard him say he hates you, not in an honest way, maybe just jokingly. So, if you say having threesomes is the only brotherly time you spent together, maybe he only liked them because it was the only time he could hang out with you," I say. And I might sound jumbled, but Aiden frowns as if he's conside
When I undress in my bathroom, I inspect my body. I have a couple bites in the back of my thighs, one on my ass and one on my neck. I should get annoyed, but I just admire them with a smile. Even if I didn't get to come, I enjoyed it more than anything I've done in the past ten years. And I want it again and again and again. Damon’s wild passion and Aiden’s dominance are exactly what I need. Forever. But I’ll take what I can get. I don’t know if it’s just my happy mood, but this is the first time in a long time that I really like what I see in the mirror. My cheeks are pink, my skin a little less pasty and my lips are suspiciously red–a little bruised. Even if I’m still a bit too thin and my hair needs a trip to the salon urgently, I’m really cute today. Once I'm done with my shower, I put on a big hoodie and pajama pants before returning to the couch. I help Brian book a first-class ticket for tomorrow morning and then I get him a suite in the best hotel we can find. It’s nothi
Lily goes to hug my dad from the side first, then she just looks from Aiden to me without knowing what to do. The stupid dog is just breathing heavily. "What is all that?" I ask, pointing at the suitcase and the dog. "Oh. Well... I'm moving in for a week or so," she states, making me light up, "With Chocolate. So, I need confirmation that you won't kill him. Daddy, please order him not to kill my dog." "You better stay the fuck away from that dog," Dad immediately tells me with a strong voice, pointing a finger at my face, "And you better respect me. You too, Lily. I don't want to see you touching in front of me. I need more time.” "Lily isn't really my girlfriend yet, she's testing me. We're doing things right, aren't we?" I ask Lily, she says yes, "And I won't kill the dog, just like I didn't kill that other dog we used to have. I would never put that much effort into anything." "You know what? That's the best defense you've ever given me," Aiden says, making me turn my a
{ 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