"What are you scheming?" she asks, biting down on her lip. I wish I could as for what I really want, but I know it's not the moment, “I won’t sleep with you.” "I never said I wanted to fuck you, baby. I just want to talk," I say, Lily gives me a look of disbelief, "I mean, I always want to fuck you, but right now… I mostly just want you to talk to me like you used to talk to Aiden. Fucking hours and hours, every night. I don’t know how you didn’t get bored.” "Because Aiden is so smart and he has an opinion on everything, but it’s always objective and he can somehow put himself in everyone’s shoes, so talking to him gave me a bigger outlook of any situation,” she says, actually responding to my rude comment while she lays down next to me. I just roll my eyes but I give her a pillow so she’s comfy, “You also felt left out of our conversations while you stalked us?" "I never paid that much attention to the actual conversation, I hate Aiden’s conversations BECAUSE he has an opinion
Lily isn't helping, though. She's wrapping her arms around my neck to bring my body closer to hers. She pushes her way into my mouth with her tongue and buries a hand into my hair to slightly pull it. Fuck me. I let out a moan and I move until I'm on top of her, with both of her legs around me. I let most of my weight fall on her, holding back because I don't want to suffocate her, but I do want her to feel all of me. I lower my hips until she can feel my erection, but the lovely noise of her moan gets interrupted by my door opening without a fucking knock. "Get out!” I growl, moving my head to the door. It's Aiden. He doesn't look surprised to see us together, but Lily squeals and is currently trying her hardest to get out from under me. I don't make it easy, but I don't stop her when she finally manages to slip from under me and fall to the floor with a loud thud. "That's not what it looked like," she says, panting. Aiden is looking down at her with an impassive look o
"I always thought it was so cute when you were jealous but tried to hide it. It's kind of exciting to see you..." I start to say, but Aiden turns to give me the most murderous eyes he has ever given me, "... doing it again." "You don't know what the fuck you're talking about," he growls and opens his door but points at my face with a finger before walking in, "Stay outside, you're not welcome here." "Aiden," I say with a soft voice, losing the amused smile. It is fascinating to see him acting so rattled and emotional, but I think it is because he's hurt. And I never want to hurt him, "You're the most important man in my life. You know that already, right? Since you know everything.” The way he takes a deep breath makes his chest and shoulders look even bigger. He holds his breath for a few seconds before letting it out. "No, I didn’t know, because that's not what you've shown me," he mutters, voice deep and shoulders tense, "So let's just g–“ "But it's the truth," I push, b
"Please, can we take a second and regroup?" I ask as soon as we’re inside. Aiden is still breathing very deeply as if trying to calm himself, "That wasn't as bad, everyone out there already knows about us anyway. And Dean was just bluff..." "You," he starts and puts his hands down to look at me. He looks wild and angry, "Are the bane of my existence. Ever since you came back, my life has been miserable, like some put a curse on me. You make me feel fucking miserable. I can’t wait to get the fuck away from you.”The absolute honesty in which he said all that is harrowing. It makes my stomach drop. “I make you more miserable than Damon?” I ask, because that seems like a reach. Or maybe I’m even worse than I thought. “Yes. A lot more,” he responds, very strongly and quickly. No need to even think about it. That makes me stop and reconsider everything. If I make him more miserable than someone who’s been his sworn enemy since he was born, I should just leave this poor man alone and
My mom drives away and we're both in tense silence the whole time. I wanted to have a deep talk with her today, but I'm honestly exhausted. That shit-show back in the house was insane in a lot of ways. I feel like I lived two years and it was just two hours. Damon being in love with me is the biggest shock, though. The biggest plot twist of my life. Him being so nice when I was in his bed is messing with my head. And that kiss he gave me was so fucking good. It really got me by surprise. He made it sweet and sensual… then I made it deeper, because I wanted more. I wanted to feel him. Damon's lips are going to be branded into my brain forever, his words too. And the fact that he basically defended me from Aiden during that fight. Damon, my biggest bully, defended me from the former most important man of my life (He has been removed from the position because of what he said to me). Don’t get me wrong, I still think that Damon is not to be trusted, but… he’s just so fucking
“I love you so much more than what you think, Lily. You’re the person I love the most,” she says with a lot of conviction for something that has proven not to be true. “I really don’t think so, mom,” I respond, trying to keep my composure, “You love Harry the most. You chose him over me… and that’s okay, because now it’s my turn. I came to the house yesterday to tell you I want to stay in Altamira for good. And I want Harry to be my dad for real, even if you divorce him.” She just looks at me with a confused expression that turns bitter. “He’s not your real dad,” she finally growls, as if she’s jealous or something, “He’s… fuck, Lilian. No, he doesn’t deserve your devoted love.” “I don’t care,” I admit with a laugh, “I’m sorry if Harry is a horrible husband to you, but that’s honestly none of my business. He’s a good dad, so I want him in my life. I want the years you stole from me, mom.” My mom’s lower lip slowly starts quivering and before I know it, she’s sobbing. Actuall
{ Aiden } “Where’s Lily?” I ask Brian as soon he opens the door. I push my way inside because this is not his fucking place. “I thought she was in the Carrington house,” he says, frowning at me, “I left her there last night.” And a shit storm happened because of it. “Right, but she didn’t stay the night, she left with her mom,” I inform him and that makes his shoulders drop as if he’s relieved. I can sense he actually cares a bit about Lily… but he’a still a leech. Two things can be true at the same time, after all, “I’m just going to wait here for her, I have something I need to say.” “Right…” he says, uncomfortable. But again, he has no say in this because it isn’t his place, “So, I’m going to try and call her again. She hasn’t picked up yet, she’s probably still sleeping.” She hasn’t picked up my calls either. I thought it was just me she was avoiding, but I’m glad it’s not. Before Brian can keep talking, a landline starts ringing, so he goes there to answer it.Chocolate wa
“Where are you? I’ve been calling you all morning,” Brian says, his voice softer than it has been with me this whole time. I focus all my brain power in trying to catch Lily’s faint words. “… with my mom, we had a rough conversation,” she admits, Brian just hums, “She dropped a bomb on me, I have to tell you all about it. I missed you so much last night.” “I missed you too,” he says, looking at me briefly, but I’m pretending not to pay attention, “By the way, Aiden is here waiting for you. And Damon sent you something.” “Huh?” She asks, confused, “Whatever, I’m waiting for Roger to pick me up. How’s our son?” Our son. Bullshit. “He’s tired, we had a long walk this morning since I didn’t have to go to work. I was planning on us going somewhere,” he says and I have to try harder than usual to keep my face blank, but I hate this conversation. I hate to hear this domestic bullshit more than I hate knowing he fucks her. Sex doesn’t really mean much, anyone can fuck anyone. But goin
{ 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