I could feel the throbbing in my bruised and bloodied legs. I could also feel the fear and the pain that was lingering deep, slowly rising to the surface. I wrapped myself in the towel that Hollis had left for me and walked out to the small living room where he was standing at the edge deep in a phone conversation. His expression was dead serious, and I knew not to disturb him. I walked into the bedroom, he had already set out some clothes on the bed for me. Like a robot, I dressed myself. I soon heard the sound of the shower and I knew Hollis had gone to wash up.The clothes I had on smelled like him. By the time I was completely dressed, he was out of the shower, dressed already in jeans; his upper body was shirtless. He looked miserable and I could feel my drowned emotions already bubbling up. I strolled back to the living room, there was a heater present, so I felt it was best to stay there and get myself warmed up. I watched Hollis walk to the stove where the kettle was now b
I had no idea where I was or what time it was when I woke up again. Disoriented, I glanced around the room, looking for a clock, and then, I suddenly recalled the events of the previous day. Disarrayed images of what had happened started filtering through in pieces. Gunfire, dead bodies, skeletons, Castello. I gulped to force back down the knot that was growing in my throat and got up. From the windows, I could see that the sun was up and that Hollis wasn't home, a little panic took over me. I shuffled over to the living room, just as he walked through the door, grocery bags in hand. "The grocery store didn’t have much, but I got what I could." He announced, breathless. Placing the bags on the table, he rushed over to me and shocked me with a hug that lasted for a while. He cradled my face in his hands and surveyed it with worry, passing his thumbs over my puffy and scratched cheeks. I forced a cheering smile. "Good morning," he whispered, kissing me on the
"What?" I jolted up. Not sure what pained me most. What he said, or the fact that he dropped me down. "But it's not even up to a year." I reminded him, in case he's forgotten."Yeah, and I'm letting you go." He said.I shook my head, walking to meet him in the living room. "No, don't say that. I can help you with something while I'm here.""No, you can't." He shook his head.My voice broke into a whisper. "I... I don't want to..." I held out to him. "I just told you that I love you." I wondered if my words didn't mean a thing to him. After everything that had happened, we needed each other more than ever. I considered bringing my face a few inches forward to bridge the gap between us, while he continued to shake his head. "The fact that I said I love you, does it mean anything to you at all?" I asked him. He smiled lazily. "You know it does. But I can't keep you here. Surely, this isn't the future you want for yourself.""It is," I said hurriedly
I saw Castello spread on the ground. I yelled at him to get up, but he refused to move. I was frantic. He was lying on the tiled floor right in front of me, and I bent over, trying to get to him, but someone was holding me back. I fought the hand that was grabbing onto the back of my shirt and turned around to see Amory sitting across from me with a long whip. I woke up in a cold sweat. Hollis was already holding me and calling out my name. I was screaming Castello's name. His face had implanted itself in my brain while I was sleeping, and it wasn’t going away anytime soon. Hollis rocked me back and forth as the tears and quivering started up again. But something was different this time. I didn’t want to hold any of it in anymore. After a few minutes of tears, I willed myself to calm down, and I turned to Hollis. He looked sick with worry. "Baby, I'm here." He groaned painfully. "What are you going to do to Amory?" I asked point blank, wiping the wetness from my face. H
I woke up very late, well into the afternoon. Even then, I realized that what woke me up was the sound of Hollis's voice coming from outside. I went downstairs and peeked out the window. He was pacing back and forth on the porch, talking rapidly on his cell phone. I could hear him angrily retelling my story, the parts they didn't catch on camera to whoever was listening on the other side. He was beside himself, and a string of cuss words preceded and followed Frick's name. I took the opportunity to wash my face and have a boiling warm shower. As the warm water washed the soapy leather off my body, so did my remaining jumbled thoughts. Everything in my head was clear again, and, though my heart still felt like it was being squeezed every time I thought of Castello, I didn’t let my brain run away from it anymore. I let myself feel the pain and remember everything as it happened. Then I started thinking of the way forward. I haven't spoken to my father yet. I droppe
"So who is Amory? Is he related to Frick?" I asked him. Hollis nodded. "When Monte, Frick's right-hand man, was in prison, Amory took over from him." "Did Monte later steal your cocaine?" Hollis started laughing. "He doesn't have the balls to try." Then he became serious again. "I really have to let you go, Ugo." Hollis cupped my face in his hands. "Baby, if the world realizes the truth about my feelings for you, it will change everything. Even after our agreement ends, you will become a target. Because they would know they could control me if they had you." He reassuringly pressed his lips against mine, but then he stopped himself and pulled away. "I'm not planning to go, even after the contract ends." I said. He looked terrified, shocked and speechless. But I've said what I wanted and even though I'm certain that I might be making a huge mistake, I didn't take it back. We had lunch. I read a romance book we found lying around the house. I was snuggled up in his arms and read
Every little nerve in my body was alert and alive, craving for more of his touch. Craving for where this would end. His hips rocked into my ass, and his cock slid against me as his fingers continued their torment. Tempting me with the memory of what it felt like to have him inside me. He suddenly pinched my clit, and I threw my head back against his shoulder. The dam inside me broke open. I worked myself against his cock, riding his fingers. Chasing the need for release he’s built up inside me. A need that felt too much like damnation. "And I won’t let anyone take you away from me." He said, It sounded soft. But I knew he was serious, yet I didn't care.Slowly, tortuously, he pulled his hips back, dragging his cock away from me. In a weak attempt to muffle a whimper, I bit my lip. "You are mine." His weight slammed into me as he thrust forward, driving himself inside my cunt. Penetrating the very center of my being. It felt so good, so fucking right, that I w
With no books aside from the one I'd already exhausted yesterday. No TV, no gym, no Dojo, and nowhere to go, I wondered what I was going to do to occupy my time while Hollis was away. But then I remembered that with Maxine, I don't have to do much. He is all the fun I could ask for. But it's a different circumstance now. I have no idea how he's taking Castello's death and what being alone with him would be like. The thought alone suddenly made me hyperventilate. "How long are you going to be gone for?" I asked Hollis, my voice slightly cracked, but I was trying to keep calm and brave for Hollis's sake. "A couple of hours, if I leave within the next one to two hours. Max is almost here." "Where are you going?" "To see my father." He replied and I felt chills rush down my spine. He smiled and it warmed my heart. "If you must know, everybody is worried about you and my father is no except