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My Bruised Heart Like Home
MILESI heard the flip of a page. I felt conscious but, at the same time, still consumed by sleep. Like my senses were coming to me one by one. My eyes didn’t want to open, and my body didn’t want to move, but still, I was starting to wake up.Flip.Bourbon and sandalwood filled my nostrils and… something else… leather and parchment. It smelled nice. What was that? After-shave? It was some sort of "fresh out of the shower" smell.Flip.Had I left my window open? I didn’t feel a breeze or anything. I stirred in my bed, stiffening when I realized I was being held from behind, my sense of touch now kicking in. Then I remembered that it was Dom.My body felt heavy with comfort, the weight of his arm draped tightly around me. I could have stayed snuggled up to Dominic forever. He was so warm, and his face nestled in the crook of my neck felt perfect. Deep down, I knew we weren't supposed to be like this, tangled in each other's arms, but at the time, I didn't care. All I wanted was to keep
Last Updated : 2024-10-05My Bruised Heart So Fucking Cute
DOM It was Monday again and things started looking fucking different. It wasn't for the better either, even if it felt like it was. Against mine, Miles's and Marcus's better judgement, I slept in Miles's room again Sunday night. I couldn't get enough of her. All day that Sunday, my hands just kept finding her. Any part of her; her hands, her waist, her face, her lips. I just couldn't stop touching her. It was the look on her face that kept me going. She would look up at me with those lavender-gray eyes like she wanted me close forever. Maybe that could have been my imagination, but she never stopped me or pulled away from my touch, so I took it as a sign that she wanted me to. She had asked me several times what she had done or said while drunk. That was a very interesting conversation. "What exactly happened after beer pong?" She asked at dinner. After finding Marcus in her room, we realized we had slept almost the entire day. When we heard the growl of Miles's stomach,
Last Updated : 2024-10-06My Bruised Heart KenKen
MILES What did it mean to like someone? That was the question that plagued my mind at the moment. I tried to pay attention to how I felt when I looked at him or got near him. I listened to what my mind was saying to me as he held me throughout the night and the way my heart jumped when he looked at me with his golden honey eyes. What did it all mean? I liked Kenzie. I actually loved Kenzie more than anyone, but she didn't make my heart feel on the verge of exploding. She didn't make my mind go blank with the touch of her hand or the sound of her voice. I think I liked Marcus enough. He was funny and manipulative. He could walk into a room demanding attention without even trying. And he was handsome. Really handsome. But he didn't do it for me like Dominic did. Monday morning was nice, sweet, even. I heard Dominic sneak out, but before he did, he whispered in my ear. "See you in a little while." I wouldn't have heard it if I hadn't been brought to consciousness from his movemen
Last Updated : 2024-10-07My Bruised Heart Miles F*cking Valentine
DOM I was having a good day, I was. The morning was nice. Practice was refreshing, and even class was interesting. Everything was going just fine. Until I saw Miles sitting with that fuck-face guy from the other day, smiling and fucking laughing about like they were on a fucking date. I mean, I shouldn't have been that mad, right? She wasn't my girlfriend. It's not like she belonged to me. She would never belong to me. Our parents would get married soon and we'd all be a family. Who knows, maybe I'd move on and find myself a nice girlfriend who I'd marry and have children with. And maybe Miles would get with someone- Fuck that. I couldn't imagine it. I'd pulverize whoever thought they could take her from me. I wanted to pulverize- what the fuck was his name? I didn't fucking remember- but I wanted to punch that stupid smile off his face for making Miles laugh like she was having the time of her life. No. She didn't belong to me. She wasn't mine. I'd have no right to do
Last Updated : 2024-10-08My Bruised Heart Many Talents
MILES"Can we join you?"Both Kenny and I looked up to find Marcus and an annoyed Dominic standing on the other side of our table.My chest fluttered, and I felt myself smile when my eyes met with Dominic's. I immediately wanted to say yes but remembered that it wasn't alone.I panicked for a split second because Kenny's smile dropped for a moment before he looked back at me, schooling his expression into neutral indifference. He was leaving it up to me.Ever the people pleaser.Kenny gave them a tight smile as I nodded. "Sure, sit down. Did you guys eat already?"I hoped my assumption that Kenny was a kind enough guy to realize that my mother acted alone when she threatened the diner. But that would have to entail that I explained, and I didn't want another person in the know. Marcus and Kenzie were enough, and it still put me on edge at times.Marcus sat across from Kenny while Dominic was across from me."Yes, we finished already. You should eat Miles. Looks like you've barely touch
Last Updated : 2024-10-09My Bruised Heart Pleasure, Not Care
MILES "I'll go see what's wrong with him," I said, getting up from the table, grabbing my bag and tray. "See you after practice, Marcy, later KenKen." I walked quickly, not wanting to be in the cafeteria for a single second more. If the guys had noticed the stares, they hadn't let on. I, however, did not enjoy being the center of attention. I dumped the contents of my tray and placed it on the rack. Walking out the door to the cafeteria and into the new fall weather felt like a breath of fresh air. I looked around, searching for Dominic's black shirt. When I couldn't find it, I made my way towards the field. Crossing the courtyard and entering the narrow hallway leading to the fields, I wondered what the hell Dom's problem was. Was he mad at me? He seemed fine enough this morning. I hoped he wasn't back to his default mode of being an asshole. I mean, I know I told him that if he felt he had to do it, then I would understand, but if I was being honest, I wouldn't like it. I
Last Updated : 2024-10-10My Bruised Heart Mine
*WARNING SEXUAL CONTENT* DOM She was beautiful. All I could do was stare. I had pulled her into the gym's storage room to ravage her. To remind her what only I could make her feel, but... She was so damn captivating, I was struck by the intensity of her gaze. That beautiful damn color sucked me in like a vortex every time she looked at me. Take what I want? I wanted to have her next to me all the time. I wanted to kiss her whenever I wanted to, hold her hand, tell any bastard that looked her way that she was mine. How could she say that to me? I was struggling enough as it was, and she wanted me to lose control? No. But that wasn't it at all, was it? She wanted to take my control. Her eyes grew dark, turning a steely lavender that made my spine tingle. I placed my hands on either side of her head and leaned in so closed my lips brushed hers. "Take what I want?" I whispered against her mouth. "I don't think you could handle everything I want." Her eyes bore into mine, trying t
Last Updated : 2024-10-11My Bruised Heart It Hurt
MILES His confessions made my skin blaze. Something deep inside my chest was unlocking, that painful pinch that made me breathless trying to consume me. He talked like he thought about me all day. Like if he could imagine nothing more than to be buried inside me. The earnest tone in his voice had fear clawing its way up my throat, but the sensations of his movements made my mind go blank as I came. "Mine." I would have frozen up if I wasn't coming so hard against his bulge. I almost thought I was imagining things. I didn't even have time to be embarrassed that all it took to get me off was a little dry humping. But I had heard it, and it was all that occupied my mind. I guess he hadn't realized what he said since he didn't stop his movements until my climax was over. 'Mine.' The words circled my brain even when he gently put me on my feet and kissed along my neck in sweet, soft pecks, holding me tight. Even as he cupped my cheeks in his hands to kiss me softly on the li
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My Bruised Heart Yeah...I miss you
DOM What was I gonna do with my fucking self? I was starting to feel like I was in a place between not knowing who I was and finding out who I could become when I was around this woman. It felt like fucking witchcraft or something. All I wanted to do was be inside her and stay there. That was all I wanted to do since I met her, except now, now there was more. Now I wondered what her favorite color was. Now I wondered which of all the books she's read was her favorite and why? Not to mention how I felt like shit every time that fucking tower hovered around her like a damn drone. The guy followed Miles around like a lost puppy, and it pissed me off. She wasn't waiting in front of the library like she usually did when I drove up after practice, so I went inside to find her since there was a huge possibility that she was asleep. I wished she was asleep, but no, she was there in the back of the library, at a table for two, giving silent, cute little hee hee's and pushing him playfully
My Bruised Heart F*ck Room
MILES *WARNING SEXUAL CONTENT* He was fucking crazy. I had just told him about my flawless record, and he still wanted some action while the professors were in the room? I understood that we were just in a heated make-out session, but sometimes things can get in the way. Like these damn professors. That's how I felt, but I was still spreading my legs for him as his fingers skimmed my inner thighs. I never in a million years thought I would be doing things like this in a closet while there were people in the room, our university’s professors to boot. I knew why. It was because my core still burned for him to touch me. Because despite worrying about getting caught, the thrill of the possibility had me opening up for him. It couldn't have been anyone else. I only wanted him badly enough to do something like this. His eyes were dark like aureate as his lips parted. He was excited. I could tell by the way his pupils were blown and the slight flush of his cheeks. He wanted to touch me
My Bruised Heart Weak Willed
DomFuck, I missed her. She'd only been mad at me for a day, but it felt so long. Miles not speaking to me or even looking at me drove me up the fucking wall. Marcus at least got a few glares from her, but I got nothing.I told her not to care about me, and that's exactly what she did. She made me feel like I didn't exist. It had only been a day, and I had convinced myself that I could live like that.Thinking about it, I wasn't being fair. I cared about her all day and night, and I knew she felt it from me. Yet I had the nerve to try to cut her off. I was an idiot.But, if I had never found out about her mother, I probably would have left things the way they were. And now, I had a sick sort of happiness that there was something in the way of our parents getting married. I had hoped and prayed that they wouldn't work out. I wanted it to be anything, any reason, big or small, to break them up.And I had gotten exactly what I wanted. I just hadn't expected it to be at Miles's expense. I
My Bruised Heart I Can Fix that
MILES I told him everything. All of her schemes, even how she threatened Momma Jay's. I told him when it started. How she handled things when people asked questions. I opened up my dusty box and pulled everything out for him to see. It had just poured out of me, and I couldn't stop myself. His eyes had remained on my the entire time, filled to the brim with a calmness I could only dream of. There was no judgment in his gaze, only understanding. I had been afraid of him not believing me, or if he did, that he would blame me or hate me for it. Or that he would go to my mother and Maverick and tell them that I must have been crazy to make up such a story. "Miles?" I blinked and tuned back into the conversation. I hadn't realized he had said something to me. "I'm sorry, I'm just... processing." Dominic gave a little chuckle even though there was nothing to chuckle about. "Me too. Did you happen to get any evidence? If we want to take her down, we'll need it." There was defini
My Bruised Heart I Believe You, Miles
DOM I was silent for several seconds trying to process what hell this woman was saying to me. Not even the sight of her delicious legs under that skirt I told her not to wear wasn't distracting enough. I hung onto every word, and it sounded crazy. It sounded like she was insinuating that her mother had something to do with his death. "Is that not how he died?" I asked her carefully. I had to be cautious with how I perceived this information. I needed every detail before making assumptions. "That man was as healthy as a horse. He was thirty-seven and constantly bragged about his fat percentage. His death didn't make sense. But I knew my mother worked at the hospital. She knows how to make things look." Something inside my chest was twisting in what I could only call dread. It couldn't be true. She wasn't that crazy right? I pictured Ms. Valentine's small frame in her dresses and fretting over wedding designs and catering. She didn't look or act the part. "How did you know it
My Bruised Heart Tell Me
MILES I felt like a different person. The moment this man got close to me, my heart went on a rampage, and my body felt flushed with excitement and anticipation. Suddenly, I wondered how I would feel if he touched me right now but quickly banished the thought. I was afraid of what would happen afterward. I was already anxious because of the little stunt Marcus pulled, but when Dominic was this close to me, when his smell dominated my senses, it was all I could focus on. It was such a stupid thing to focus on given the damn situation. "Is. It. Her?" His deep tone was making my brain fry, and the heat coming off his body was making me dizzy. All I could do was nod. The absolute rage that consumed his eyes as he looked down at me was palpable. He craned his neck to the side as if he wanted to stretch the tension gathered there. "That explains a lot." He was angry, that much I could tell. I just didn't know if it was at me for being weak or at my mother for obvious reasons. "How l
My Bruised Heart The Cliffs
MILES "You guys coming to The Cliffs this weekend? There's supposed to be a wicked storm coming through. A buddy of mine said the view is superb for a bonfire on the north end." "Won't the waves get too crazy? The north end is too close." "That's the thing. For some scientific reason, the waves don't touch the north end. It never has. My buddy says it's Branshire's tradition to bonfire during a storm. The parties are known to be epic." "Small town folks sure are creative... but I'll take the bait. Pick me up at eight." The Cliffs bonfire. That's all the whole of Branshire University talked about. I couldn't even concentrate on my assignments in the library because students left and right were too excited about some stupid storm. I gave a frustrated sigh and dug around in my bag for my headphones. Exams were coming up, so the library had been busier than ever, and it was beyond annoying. I'd almost cussed out a few people already but decided moving to a different spot was
My Bruised Heart Enough
DOM Something was happening right before my eyes, and I had no idea how to go about it. Marcus almost never said things without reason. Even a joke or his teasing always had relevance. He liked to control mindsets and steer them in the right direction... or sometimes the wrong. He was quite good at it. It didn't take me very long to figure it out when we were younger, but when I did, I found myself much more knowledgeable about people and situations. I could read the room by looking at it from his perspective. It was a necessary skill I needed in order to succeed in law, so I learned quickly. Sometimes, I'd let him steer me, and sometimes I didn't. I knew he always had the best intentions for good people. But the ones who crossed him, the ones who stepped on the weak... Well, his intentions for them were not so good, and I knew that made him dangerous. I had known he knew about Miles's abuser and suspected Miles had told him not to tell anyone. He found out about her back
My Bruised Heart Play The Game
MILES Marcus came and got me for dinner. I wasn't hungry at all, but I knew Maverick would be expecting me. He now made it a personal mission to make sure I ate. If he noticed the way my mother looked at me in disdain, he hadn't shown it. "Come on, Miles. The fight couldn't have been that bad," said Marcus as we descended the stairs. The fight wasn't bad at all. In fact, I would have preferred it to be a big fight rather than these stupid feelings that caused the ache in my chest. Now I was resentful. "It wasn't," I replied. "We simply made our... situations clear." I heard something along the lines of "What a fucking idiot," but I couldn't be sure since Marcus had mumbled it under his breath. "Well, are you okay?" Before, I always had a quick answer to this question. I'd say, "I'm fine," or "Yes, but this time my heart clenched. I was not okay. I was far from okay. Everything I had built to protect myself felt shattered, and now I have given more people control over
