★。\|/。★VANESSA DAVIS★。/|\。★The day had started off light. I hadn’t planned on following Colton around as he worked, but there was something about watching him move through his day that made me feel… calm. It was an unusual feeling, one I wasn’t sure I liked. Normally, I preferred the chaos of the city, the anonymity of it, the way people kept their heads down and minded their own business. But here, in this small, slow-moving town, everything was personal.Colton made it worse.He talked easily, made me laugh without trying, and somehow managed to make the heat of the day a little less unbearable. We talked about stupid things—his favorite type of beer (cheap and cold), my favorite type of wine (expensive and red), and the worst jobs we’d ever had. He told me about working at a feed store when he was younger because he lost a bet, and how he once had to chase a goat around the property for over an hour. I told him about my short-lived stint as a bartender, and how I got fired for p
★。\|/。★VANESSA DAVIS★。/|\。★The silence between us stretched, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. It was just… there. I somehow thought he would bring it back, guilt me into saving this innocent girl’s life. But now. He respected that it was my choice. No one but me could decide what I did with my body. I find that honestly surprising. What happened to the guy who argued with me because I said fuck in front of his sister? That wasn’t long ago. I watched as Colton moved through his work, handling the animals with ease, checking crops like he could hear them speaking to him. He was thorough, strong, and—unfortunately—distractingly good-looking. I hated that my mind kept drifting back to the way his shirt clung to his back, the way sweat dripped from his jaw when he ran a hand through his already messy hair. It was unfair, really.I was still lost in my own thoughts when he suddenly straightened, wiping his hands against his jeans before turning to me. “You hungry?”I blinked, needing a sec
▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥After tasting her in the bathroom, a polite way of saying I had her grinding and cumming on my tongue, I cleaned us both while she regained herself. Then after a much colder shower, we stepped out, dried up and she went to her too to put on something new. In true Vanessa fashion, she left naked... refusing to take my towel. And returned with her bag and a tight shirt that stopped above her knees. My gut tells me there’s no underwear past that but I can’t confirm that.I’m pretending to be fine. That laughing, kissing, and tongue fucking her is easy. But it isn’t. I want to find my mind drifting to the wrong area sometimes. Like right now. I moved through the kitchen with ease, the scent of sizzling eggs and toast filling the air as I worked. The space was quiet, save for the occasional sound of my spatula against the pan and the rhythmic tapping of Vanessa’s fingers on her laptop.She was completely absorbed in whatever she was writing, brows drawn together, l
▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥After lunch, I told Vanessa I had to get back to work and that I would be back at six to get ready for dinner. She gave me a simple smile, and a wink telling me to pet Honey for her. I’m dumb because I felt like giving her that cow as a gift. I’m not sure what’s wrong with me. Am I a virgin? I wasn’t even attached to the woman I’d first slept with. It was one night I barely remembered. I leaned against the fence, watching the cattle graze under the late afternoon sun. The air was thick with the scent of earth and grass, the kind of smell that settled deep into my bones. It was familiar, grounding—but today, it wasn’t enough to clear the tension knotted in my chest.My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I fished it out, seeing Catia’s name on the screen. A sigh slipped past my lips before I answered.“Hey, Cat.”There was a beat of silence, then a sigh of her own. “Another one’s dead, Colton.”I closed my eyes briefly, pressing my fingers against my temple. Shit.T
★。\|/。★VANESSA DAVIS★。/|\。★I sat on the edge of the bed- after moving from the kitchen counter, my laptop balanced on my knees, fingers flying across the keyboard as I typed furiously. The words came easy, fueled by a mix of frustration and grim satisfaction./Evil Still Exists Among the Good.Hey, Muse Squad,That much is clear in Dusty Creek, a town that once thrived before a crooked sheriff decided to turn it into his personal playground.I’ve spent the last week digging into this town’s past—by that, I mean listening to the locals, the ones willing to talk. The ones who haven’t been silenced by fear, or worse, indifference. What I’ve found is a slow, creeping decay, the kind that doesn’t happen overnight. Dusty Creek was once a place people were proud to call home. A tight-knit town, strong, steady. Then came corruption—quiet at first, almost invisible, until it spread like a disease.The thing about corruption is that it festers in silence. When people turn away, pretend not t
★。\|/。★VANESSA DAVIS★。/|\。★We didn’t talk when we left the house.I kind of expected us to, since we were both in shitty moods, but we didn’t. Instead, Colton drove while I stared out the window, watching the trees blur past under the soft glow of the truck’s headlights. The pack had long since quieted, and the deeper we drove into the open stretch of land, the more I felt the weight of everything settle.I wasn’t even sure why we were out here. He hadn’t said anything when we pulled onto some dirt road on the edge of town, hadn’t given me a reason when he parked and shut off the engine. But he didn’t need to. It was obvious—he just needed the silence.To be honest, so did I. If I didn’t get my thoughts in check, I might be tempted to walk into dusty creek, find my mother, and fight with her. As it’s been stated, I am not opposed to fighting and cursing the elderly. And that would be distasteful of me. I would be wasting a good fight on somebody who wasn’t even worth the air I bre
★。\|/。★VANESSA DAVIS★。/|\。★As Colton pulled the truck further down the dirt road, the land stretched wide before us, bathed in the cool evening light. The house came into view, warm and lived-in, the kind of place that had been standing for years and planned to stay for many more. A single flickering porch light cast long shadows across the wooden boards, and there, sprawled lazily on the front steps like it owned the damn place, was a cat. Its golden eyes locked onto the truck as if evaluating whether or not we were worth the effort of moving.I had barely unbuckled my seatbelt when movement caught my eye.A girl stood off to the side of the porch, arms crossed, weight shifted onto one hip like she had been waiting for us. It took me half a second, but I placed her immediately—Ashley. Laia’s sister. I had met her during the whirlwind of introductions to Colton’s family, but I hadn’t expected to see her here.My eyes flickered between her and the house. Was she living here with the
▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 I chopped the vegetables with more force than necessary, the blade of the knife hitting the wooden cutting board with sharp, precise thuds. Samson stood beside me, stirring whatever was in the pan, his face blank, his silence loud.It was pissing me off.I wasn’t expecting warm brotherly bonding over dinner prep, but the way he was shutting me out was grating on my nerves. He wasn’t even looking at me. Just cooking like I wasn’t standing right there. He had apologized last night because Vanessa made him do it.But it seemed like he was still pissed. And he had no right to be. I let the silence go on for a minute, maybe two, before I finally exhaled sharply. “Alright, are you gonna tell me what your problem is, or are we just gonna keep playing house like we don’t know each other?”Samson kept his eyes on the pan. “I don’t want to discuss it in the kitchen.”I scoffed, setting the knife down with a little too much force. “Why the hell not?” I lowered my voice,
★。\|/。★ VANESSA DAVIS ★。/|\。★ After that shocking statement, I decided to calm myself. Sip my coffee, then say something. “Kyrie, how did you find out about me?” She stirred her cup and looked down, unable to meet my eyes. “I was curious about my parents' love story. They never talked about it to us because Dad always looked weird. I know that look is guilt now, but back then, I had no clue.” She took a pause, then continued. “One night I cornered my father and asked him why he won't talk about how he and my mum met. That was when he admitted that she had been married. It didn't bother me, I assumed she was in a toxic relationship for him to have gotten intimate with her.” Kyrie cleared her throat. “But he corrected me. Admitting that in fact, her husband had just been through something terrible and she had three children. I remember just freezing and looking at him weirdly.” She lifted the cup, and drank a big gulp. She looked nervous. Perhaps it has something to do with the w
★。\|/。★VANESSA DAVIS★。/|\。★The rest of the day passed uneventfully, and by the next morning, I could finally borrow a horse to take into town. She was a sweet, chestnut-colored mare with big, curious eyes and a habit of nudging my back like she expected me to sneak her a treat. I had no idea what her name was, but she felt like a Daisy, so that’s what I called her as we made our way down the winding dirt road toward Dusty Creek.The ride was smooth, if a little slow, and the morning air was crisp against my skin. I made it into town just as the sun was beginning to warm the streets fully, and my first stop was the post office. The clerk was a stocky man with a long beard and an even longer drawl. He took one look at my package and squinted at me like he was trying to determine if I was a troublemaker."Sending somethin' delicate?" he asked, tapping a meaty finger against the box."Yep. Fragile as can be. If this breaks, I'm suing."He let out a slow chuckle, shaking his head as he
★。\|/。★VANESSA DAVIS★。/|\。★I leaned back against the headboard, my laptop balanced on my thighs, scrolling through an endless list of chemical compounds.It was like trying to find a single drop of water in the ocean.Chemicals existed in everything—water, soil, the air we breathed. And each one had variations, different combinations of elements that could alter their properties just enough to make them untraceable to the untrained eye.If Darcy had still had her research, this wouldn’t be so difficult.I sighed, rubbing my fingers over my temple. My eyes flicked to my phone screen lighting up with a message.RACHEL: Vanessa. Call me back. Now.I ignored it.Rachel was going to be my brother’s soon-to-be ex-wife. And lately, all she did was call when she needed something. I used to help her. Used to get involved.Not anymore. Lincoln was right. I gotta choose, and if it’s between my best friend who cheated or my brother who was cheated on.... the answer seems like it was written i
▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 I had a list of things I wanted to tackle today. A damn good list, too. The kind that should’ve kept me busy from sunup to sundown, handling the animals, checking on the new foals, and making sure the workers were staying on top of things.But before I could even get started, I ran into Catia.She was lingering near the barn, arms crossed over her chest, bottom lip tucked between her teeth the way she did when something was eating at her.“Everything alright?” I asked, wiping my hands on my jeans.She hesitated before saying, “I wanna go fishing.”That was all she said, but I knew what it meant.Dusty Creek might look like it was in the middle of nowhere, but on my farm, it felt like the heart of everything. The land stretched wide and welcoming, the fields golden under the sun, the trees whispering with the wind.Sure, a witch-like crystal was aiding our crops, buried deep in the soil by some ancestor long before my time, but magic alone didn’t keep the farm r
★。\|/。★VANESSA DAVIS★。/|\。★Darcy began slowly explaining what happened to her on the day of the attack. She had gotten some word back from her friend in the city who had collected the package earlier than she had thought. Yes, she took my advice to send some samples over. He explained that i was right about some odd chemical being there. And he tested it on a frog, as well as a hamster. Appalling but he figured it wasn’t that harmful. The frog died instantly, and the hamster was gradually falling ill. He explained that he has no clue what the chemical is but it reacts differently with each person. I listened attentively as Darcy went on.“I was curious. Most people drink from this. The crops, animals, all the lives lost, what if the town is suffering for it too? How long has this chemical been in the rivers?” She huffed. “I was reaching out to someone after the call when I heard a sound. I pretended not to hear it to avoid alerting the intruder. Just in case it turned out to be s
★。\|/。★VANESSA DAVIS★。/|\。★Breakfast went by smoothly. Too smoothly. The kind of smooth that made my brain itch with questions.Colton had made sure I had coffee, slid a plate in front of me before I could protest, and even pulled out my chair like some old-fashioned gentleman. He was attentive in a way that wasn’t suffocating—just enough to make me notice.And then, just like that, he was up and moving, brushing past me to grab his hat and keys. I barely had time to open my mouth before he leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to my cheek.A kiss. On my cheek.A very sweet, very platonic thing.But do casual people do that?I sat there for a full thirty seconds after he walked out, processing the strange little ritual we’d somehow formed. Breakfast together. Quiet conversation. A lingering moment before he left for work.This is weird.I mean, it’s not weird-weird, but it’s… something.With a deep breath, I pushed away from the table and started my slow, painful trek up the stairs.
★。\|/。★VANESSA DAVIS★。/|\。★I woke up to the bright rays of sunlight peeking through the curtains. The worst kind of wake up call. I could hear chickens in the distance. I’m kind of surprised. This is my first time hearing them. Colton’s house is nowhere near the major parts of the farm. I wanted the noise just to stop. My body was aching, and I can’t even remember why. Why does it feel like a truck ran through me?I rubbed my eyes, groaning at the sight of the sun. I was enclosed in a warm embrace from the back. I didn’t need to look down to know whose arms were tightly curled around my ribs. Colton. Yeah i don’t have a crazy hangover but i do remember staring in a porno titled how long can two people fuck?The answer is a blur. My jaw aches, my thighs ache, i think my vagina is officially on time out. Cause no. I’ve fucked enough to last me a week. Or longer. I don’t know how long I stayed staring at the streaks of sunlight, but eventually Colton moved his body from mine. I let
▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 The best kind of hell is the one Vanessa Davis is putting me through. Even while drunk she’ll do as she pleases. Even if that means I get to sit back and watch it happen. Yes, I’d kissed her first. Throw all the blame you like, it will never make me feel guilty. I couldn’t help myself. I gave into that urge to kiss her senseless and it was amazing. To have her in my lap, moaning, making all the lovely sounds that went straight to my cock. I inhaled, letting my lungs fill up with her scent as she rode me.She was naked, my hat was the only thing she had on and she looked divine in it. Clutching her tits, teasing her nipples as our hips bucked against each other. God, I can’t stop looking at her. I can’t stop touching her. Feeling her ass as she bounces on my cock.Her insides are warm, wet, squeezing, and taking my ability to think about anything but her. I watched as her eyes rolled, this was our second round. We’d fucked fully clothed before, pressed up again
★。\|/。★VANESSA DAVIS★。/|\。★After munching on the pie, and having some more conversations with my new favourite person. Laia. I think her husband doesn’t deserve her, and it’s likely her choice under his coercion that she decided to quit her job. I’m just saying. After drinking some more moonshine, and chatting with the sisters. Colton decided it was time for us to go. Laia told me she’d contact me the next morning. I stumbled out of their house with a bunch of food she insisted i take, and another pie ashley said she makes for guest. Not gonna lie, i do enjoy their hospitality. Though some people *cough* Samson *cough* don’t like me, but that’s fine. Hostility never bothered. I know, people should be more confident, just like me. The drive back to the house was a blur for me. The funny thing is this moonshine didn’t make me feel drunk or like I’d be sick the next day. I felt nothing but easiness, and i felt loose. When we got to the house, i hopped out of the massive behemouth