I wake up next to Maya; my head hurts, and I know I've had too much to drink. She's asleep, and I can remember only parts of last night. I'm not sure what I said to her or what happened between us. I remember walking into the room and calling for her; I remember that she was trying to console me. I'm not sure how to feel about it.Why would she do that? Why would she try and make me feel better when I already hurt her so much? What kind of heart did this woman have?She stirs next to me, and I can't help but stare at her beautiful face. She's so beautiful that it hurts to look at her. It hurts because I can't believe how much I've done to her, how much pain I've brought upon her. Every time I think about what I've done, I feel this stabbing pain in my chest.I let out a groan and pulled myself out of bed. I kept losing the inner battle, and it was becoming too much. The more I came closer to losing the fight, the more I realized the damage I'd done to us. The more I realize the mess I
Austin's face is entirely red with rage; he can't stop looking at the mark on my neck. James and Lucas don't look any different than he does. It's safe to say that I've angered my brothers more than before. I've done the opposite of what I was trying to do, but I couldn't think of anything else to say to make them stop hurting him. Even though they are angrier now, I'm relieved they are no longer trying to kill him. Kane can barely move, and it pains me to see him like this."This monster is your mate?" Austin asks me.My bottom lip is trembling, but I still manage to nod my head, confirming it once more. I know that he already knows I'm speaking the truth; he's just refusing to believe it.His hands tighten to fists at his sides, and the look he gives Kane frightens me. I'm fearful of what he will do next. I can't stand to see him or any of my brothers continue with what they were doing; I won't let them."How the f**k can you watch your mate and hurt her so much? Do you have no hear
I miss him. I miss Kane more than I want to admit to my brothers or my parents, or even myself. They've constantly been checking on me these past few days; I've been locked up inside my room, I don't want to see or talk to anyone.I'm worried about him. I'm angry that I didn't try to stay back with him on that day and nurse him back to his healthy self. I'm angry that I didn't stop my brothers earlier. Why did I wait for them to beat him up so badly? Why didn't I open my mouth before things escalated?There are so many things that I regret doing. I always knew that things would not end happily for Kane and me. I knew that it would be difficult to forgive him for treating me the way he did. However, I know why he did what he did now. I know how hard it must have been for him. I'm stuck between feeling sorry for him and hating him for choosing to hurt me the way that he did.I understood him a lot more now, but I still can't accept what he did to me. There were other ways he could have
"How could Maya do this?" I ask Lucy. "I know I shouldn't have said what I did, but she should have known that I was only concerned about her. She's my sister; I was only trying to protect her. She's been through so much, Lucy, so much, and I haven't been able to be there for her. She must have seen how happy we were with our sweet baby boy; it must have made her think that she was alone. I regret the way I handled everything. Again, I let my anger get in the way of my actions. Again, my stupidness has cost me to push someone I love dearly away from me. Why do I always do this?"Lucy rubs my back, "we will find Maya back. She couldn't have gotten far. You saw how much she's been through, and still, she has proven how strong she is. She's your sister, after all. You may have sheltered her for her entire life, but I see a grown woman now; she knows how to take care of herself. She knows how to stand up for what she truly wants. Give her some time; she may return on her own. We can start
Third Person's pov " Now can you all go to bed?" At the sound of the clock which just struck one immediately, Jessie flipped her eyes away from the keys and flickered it towards the wall clock to see its read. Looking back at the quintuplets, a smile pulled up on her face when she found them all slumped on the bed, already fast asleep.Since they've all taken the spaces on the bed, she rose up from its edge she's been seated on. Going over to her closet, she grabbed a big warm blanket and shutting the closet black, she manoeuvres her way towards the couch. Turning off the side lamp, she laid down on the couch and downed the blanket over her body. Since there's the presence of a headrest, she was able to peacefully close her eyes and not so long after, sleep found her. Meanwhile, Xavier kept rolling sleeplessly on his bed. He's been past thirty minutes at it and now, it's not only becoming annoying but also getting on his nerves. Unable to take it anymore, he yanked the duvet off an
Jessie's povI woke up the next day to see Xander by my side. A gasp escaped my mouth in the process because I really wasn't expecting to meet him right here when morning comes. Moreover, he never said he was going to spend the night here." When my body assures me I'll fall asleep anytime soon, I'll leave." I recounted how he'd muttered to my ear while I was almost completely lost into slumber, his breath that ran along the lines of my ear causing a hitch in my breathing.And then with a huge smirk on his face, he withdrew himself from me and back unto the bed. I hastily palmed my face as I remembered how pretty annoyed I was at him for playing tricks at me. Lowering the blanket a little, I stepped down the bed and stretched, a yawn escaping my mouth in exhaustion. Just as I turned around to walk right to the bathroom, my hand was held back, forcing me to stop. What does he want? Looking back at him, I was amazed at how fast he drops my hand and reclined back on the bed like he did
Third Person's pov~FranceAnd that hesitation likely had a lot to do with her deluded fantasies regarding the man hauling her away by the arm. She had to get over this fixation with him and move on. She couldn’t spend her whole life with the ridiculous notion that he was going to one day notice her and decide he had to have her.She greedily drank in the sight of him, like an addict getting their next high—like she’d gone far too long without that fix. He was a man whose presence filled any room he occupied. He wore his black hair cut short, styled with minimal product. Just enough to give it an expensive, sophisticated look.He had the look of the sinful bad boy all the women went wild for. He had a total “don’t give a fuck” attitude, and what Gabe wanted, Gabe always got. His confidence and arrogance were two things that drew her to him—had always drawn her to him. She was helpless to fight her attraction to him. God knew she’d tried for years, but her obsession showed no signs of
Third Person's povShe moved her hips slowly in realm and arched her legs backwards, feeling the deep sensation of pleasure run down to her spine.She sat up and tug her thong down to her leg, flinging it away not caring where it must have landed.She spread her legs more wider, allowing her soaking wet pussy to spread it lips apart. She smiled in satisfaction as she slide her two fingers inside her mouth and began thrusting it in and out, drooling her saliva all over it before She glided it out and traced it down to her clit. She slowly ran the tip of her two fingers up and down the length of her slit wet opening.Her legs weaken and her moan gradually increased.She closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure run through her veins, making her moan gradually louder. She begins to move her hand faster, spreading her legs wider and panting hard in contentment. She leaned back against the desk and used her other hand to massage her breast through her shirt. She couldn't think straight as she