{ Lily } Lately, a lot more people approach me when I'm out with Brian. I think it's because of all the pictures he keeps uploading, people think they know us or something, their questions about Damon are a lot more personal. And Brian always is very nice, even when he's asking people to give us space, so that makes people trust he won't bark at them. We tried to have a nice day today, but it just stressed me out a lot. The only thing that saved me was Damon, texting me and making me smile. Talking to Damon relaxed me, which is fucking crazy to say. "Can you pay, by the way?" I ask Brian when we finish eating lunch, "I don't have any money." "Oh... right. Of course," he says and pulls his wallet out. I always offered to pay everything since it's the fair thing to do when you have so much money you don't know what to do with it, but I can't pay now that I’m poor, "Do you think that was a good idea, by the way? To give your mom all your cards? I mean, how are you going to pay f
"The big one, the 'T' shaped one," I say. Harry hums and nods, looking away for a second as if he’s in deep thought, "So, after out fight, I got all dramatic and I returned the cards she gave me, because the money is hers and I wanted a clean cut, you know? But I really don't want to be poor, so... if you could give me some money, I'd appreciate that a lot. I'll go to work more often if you want me to." Harry just looks at me with confused eyes. "What about your trust fund? That belongs to you, not her," He says, I just blink, "I have a trust fund set for you and I've been adding more money since you started working in Horizon. Look, wait here..." He grabs his phone and walks out of the TV room, I guess he’s going to check whatever he's talking about. "So you're poor, huh?" Damon asks with a growing evil smile. I brace myself for the insult, "I can think of a way for you to make lots and lots of easy money. Just come to my room, we can talk about it." "God, you're fucking gr
"I'll go tell Maggie to get started with the food," Harry says and leaves too, still looking down at his phone. Damon's smile starts growing as soon as we're alone. He gets up from the couch and walks towards me very slowly and menacingly, acting like a predator about to strike. To be honest, he doesn’t even have to act. I think most of me is still genuinely scared of him. My heart is pumping with fear and adrenaline... but also with excitement and a sense of: fucking finally. "Finally," he says, as if he’s reading my mind, right before grabbing my face to attack me and devour my lips with no fucking warning. I let out a surprised moan against his mouth, but I don’t move away. Damon takes a few more steps, making me walk backwards. Before I know it, he has me pinned against the glass staircase and he’s demanding my tongue. I can’t do anything but give it to him and let him kiss me as much as he wants. It feels so good to have him feasting on me as if he can’t get enough of
{ Damon } I can't even begin to describe how much I'm loving this day. Having Lily with me... being able to hold her hand under the table as we wait for the food, it's just fantastic. This is what I want for the rest of my life, just without having to hide anything. I want to tell everyone that she’s mine. My dad is going to be okay with us anyway, I'm sure of it. And that's the only opinion I care about. Just his. My dad is fighting his own demons tonight. He likes that we're all here, but he's worried about the Berenice situation, especially after Aiden told him she's thinking of divorce. My dad came to my room earlier to bitch about Aiden for like half an hour and he told me everything, so I’m sure he's planning on going to get his beloved Bee as soon as we finish eating, now that Lily leaked her mom’s location. At this point in life, I’m well aware of how much Berenice hates me and I respect her because of that hate. She’s always been just nice enough to keep things civi
"Damon, tell Aiden to leave," Lily says, still looking at me with that same needy, gorgeous face... and still grinding down on my dick. I can’t even think properly right now. "I can't do that. I don't own the dinning room," I say with a shrug, Lily stops her hips, "Don't you dare stop. I only have power in my own room, but we're not there. My hands are tied, babe.” I also really enjoy to be watched and envied. And Aiden’s envy feels better than any other, so I don’t actually want him to go. I want his eyes on us. "Yeah, we have rules in place for situations like this. We only call the shots in our own spaces," Aiden adds, sipping very little and letting out a satisfied smile because he knows that spiked Lily’s curiosity to the sky. He wants to keep her attention on him. Greedy as always. I just have to look down a second to see the bulge he's sporting. With any other girl, he would've done something about it already. With any other girl, I would be fucking her right here o
“I don’t know, Lilian, you might be trying to trick me,” Damon murmurs bringing his eyes back to me, “It sounds like a trick.” "It’s not a trick, dummy. For example, those notes on the flowers were a really bad move. And calling yourself my Dumb Papist was extremely, extremely weird. It wouldn’t have worked on any other girl… but I’m a little weird too, so it made me smile and now I feel like I know you a little better. I don't want to get wrapped in a relationship with you based on lies or you trying to be a perfect romantic man. It would be a lie and that would only make us fall apart sooner rather than later. I want you to be yourself, even if it scares me off. I have a right to choose if I like the real you or not," I say, deciding to let everything out. I was expecting him to roll his eyes and make a mean joke out of what I said, but Damon just blinks for a few seconds, without saying anything. And he's giving me a look I can't quite describe. It's like... relief and exciteme
I grab Damon’s face and I kiss him all over that gorgeous face that has haunted me for years and years. I kiss his slightly rough cheeks, his pretty nose, his soft lips, his chiseled jaw. He's so fucking beautiful, it blows my mind. I still think he belongs in a painting… one of Lucifer or something. He looks like an angel. A dark one. "I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you," I admit in a whisper, feeling so fucking hot all of a sudden. I swear, I turn into a man around Damon. No brains, all need, "Against my common sense... I want you so much. I feel ashamed of it, but it's undeniable." Damon gives me his evil smile. “That’s the most romantic thing you could say to me. I love that you hate to want me,” he admits and then pounces on me, making me shriek in real horror… until I feel his big, warm body on top of me. “You said you don’t want to fuck, but could I convince you of something else?” He asks with a naughty grin. I wish I could be a bad bitch and deny hi
“I promise it’s going to be fun,” Damon continues, but I’m already freaking out. There’s nothing fun about the way I’m feeling. “I don’t trust you enough to let you do that, Damon,” I admit with a bite on my tone, “So let me go before I get even more scared.” He keeps his strong grip on me for another second, but then he relents and finally lets me go. I move back immediately until I’m against the headboard, looking at him. “Do you trust Aiden?” He asks, looking up at me. I don’t think much about it, I just nod, “So, record the video yourself. On your phone, with just my dumb face showing… and send it to him.” “But why? Why do you want to do that so bad?” I ask, covering my exposed breasts, “We were having a good time, why do you have to push for something weird?” “Because is more fun,” he says, shrugging, “And I have all this fantasies about you, I just can’t stop myself. I want to show you off… specifically to Aiden. I want to push him until he breaks.” “Why?” “Becaus
{ 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