APRILHow did Natalie manage to rope me into hell over and over again? It was an unsolvable mystery to me. We both knew that I didn’t care for parties. The sweaty bodies, deafening noises, random puking, marijuana filled air, the painful small talks, the provocative gestures from every corner, the parking lot full of random people fucking, the pressure to play beer pong, the irritating catcalling…I could go on and on, it was a fucking tedious experience and I had no idea how Natalie enjoyed them so much that she felt the need to drag me along. “Is it too late turn around and just have a night in with Vampire diaries and pizza?” I proposed a night of actual fun and relaxation. “That ship sailed hours ago, and besides,” Natalie paused and made a dramatic screeching noise as she honked outside a gate I assumed was the venue of the hellish gathering, “we’re here already!” I groaned and sunk into the passenger’s seat as the gates opened, wishing I could freeze time and disappear or so
APRILI’d expected an outburst. Insults raining down from every corner. Accusing fingers being pointed at me. Heels being flung my way. Literally anything but the puppy-looking sad eyes that were regarding me after I’d just been caught red-handed and meted out an apology. Despite apologizing, I still thought that I’d be met with hostility, but Brooke seemed too worn out with the argument to react in any way other than plain sadness. For some reason, that made my heart hurt on her behalf. The fact that she was too overwhelmed with sadness to wield any other emotion spoke volumes about their relationship. It was glaring that it was more of a burden than a relationship and it was slowly wearing the poor girl out. “It’s fine, at least I don’t need to give you much of a backstory to explain how shitty our relationship is, since you’ve seen it firsthand, you understand that it’s a complete shit show and nothing more,” she sunk to the floor, wiping her face with the back of her arm. I f
APRILThe message came in right after my evening bath, and just like the two other times I’d received those orders, I couldn’t turn it down. Ace: my place, twenty minutes. My fingers slid over the words on my screen, my stomach tightening as I wondered what they could possibly have in store for me this time around. Judging from how exhilarating and adventurous the last two times at Ace’s mansion were, I could only expect the same this time around. For a while I’d thought that they’d never exercise their plaything privileges over me all at once again, that they’d become content with fucking me on separate instances, but it turned out I was wrong. As much as I knew I should think of it as nothing but berating and blackmailing, I couldn’t fight off the budding excitement in the pit of my stomach as I threw on a jumpsuit and hurried out to flag down a taxi. Luckily for me, I was at the mansion with six more minutes to spare. Ace and his friends were sticklers for timing once it was a
APRIL It all happened so fast. One second I was at the top of the pole undressing with one arm, the next, I was grabbed from the very top of it and pulled down before having my panties ripped off and my pussy filled with a harsh thrust. The scream I let out was immediately pushed back into my throat when another dick filled my mouth until I made a choking sound. I blinked back, tears from the intensity and unexpectedness of the intrusion, before looking up to find Nick.“I bet you’ve been wet from the very second you touched that pole,” Xander teased from behind me as he spanked my ass harshly, making me arch and push my ass further into him. He wasn’t fucking me, that word didn’t suffice for the animalistic way he was thrusting in and out of me like he owned me and had the right to break me to literal bits just for his satisfaction. What he was doing to me was much more suited as mindless pounding, the type that knocked your soul out of your body and triggered the most feral aro
APRILThe first phase of the Jaw wars was child’s play, for me at least.It dictated that everyone whose names were released on the final application list was to do an online exercise that would help them fan out the competitors for the major phase of the competition that would determine the winner. For the first phase, we were required to record a seven minute long video presenting a speech on a topic of our choice relating to national unity amongst the various beings in the country, both human and supernatural. I put my heart and soul into the presentation because I had my eyes on the cash prize and I planned to bag it no matter what. I made sure I submitted on the first submission day even though there was a three day submission period and made sure every I was dotted and every T was crossed to increase my chances of moving to the next phase.Only ten finalists were chosen afterwards and I was gobsmacked to realize that Nick was one of them. For him to have made it to the top ten
APRILThe money I earned from private tutoring sessions wasn’t worth the danger that came with it sometimes. I’d just finished tutoring a second year student whose parents were worried about her failing out because of the company she was keeping these days, and because she was on her phone half the time, I had to repeat every point countless times before it sunk in. In return, I ended up staying much later than was necessary and I’d only just left a few minutes after 10 pm. I made a mental note to send her parents a hefty bill at the end of the month for having my day wasted and putting me in danger of going home late. Normally, I wouldn’t do that, but today, there was a dreadful chill in the air that forced me to do so. For the last five minutes, I’d been feeling the odd sense that someone was following me and it didn’t help matters that the streets were almost empty asides from people that were closing their stores for the night. I kept trying to ignore the feeling because each
NICK She seemed to have felt my presence this time around. I’d been watching her closely of late, but she never seemed to notice until I did so while some strange men were tailing her. Even after they left, I kept watching her and I could tell that she knew she was being watched by how she kept looking over her shoulder after every step she took.Frankly, I knew I shouldn’t be trailing her and watching her every move, but I couldn’t help myself for some reason. Recently, I’d become obsessively interested in her every move. I knew all the classes she took, all the tutoring sessions she taught, and every student board meeting she preceded over. The need to know every bit of her schedule started as a random itch in my brain, but after these past few weeks, it’d become an obsession, an integral part of my daily routine. So far, I hadn’t witnessed any odd or dangerous activity, and I assumed her life was reasonably safe. Until tonight. I was shaken when I saw those loan sharks corner
APRILI almost gagged in disgust at the sheer display of stupidity. The men were banging the glass, some were licking it, most had their hands inside their trousers, some even had their dicks out in the dimly lit room and they were rubbing them so vigorously to the movement of my body. The twirl, shake, flatten, and twisting of my body as I became one with the pole. I closed my eyes firmly and tried to ignore them, tried to ignore the chant of Red, my nickname. It was utterly appalling and disgusting and I wouldn't be here if I didn't need the money.I couldn't even rush through my routine. I was the best stripper here. Those animals paid a lot to watch me strip for them and I have to satisfy them. I didn't finish too fast enough and when I finally did, I sprinted out of the box to the inner rooms while the groans and chants of Red trailed after me. I relaxed when I got to the hallway. I couldn't wait to get to my assigned room, shower, and sc