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Grace’s Point of View“You're so wise and sexy. It drives me wild,” I purred, running my tongue over my lips as I gazed at my boyfriend.Aamon's smirk widened, and he motioned for me to come to him with a single finger. I sauntered over, hips swaying suggestively, teasing him just enough to arouse but not enough to anger him. Aamon was in need of release, and I knew exactly how to give it to him. It was one of my many skills.As soon as I was close enough, Aamon hoisted me up over his shoulder and playfully slapped my ass while growling "Mine." I laughed, and he gave another firm smack, squeezing the cheek afterwards. Yes, I knew exactly what he wanted tonight, and I was more than ready to give it.With a swift movement, Aamon threw me onto the bed and swiftly locked the door behind us. I eagerly stripped off my clothes and assumed a submissive position on all fours, my back arched and head held high, ready for his every command.“You're my perfect little plaything, aren't you?” Aamon
Lillianna’s Point of View"Would you please just shut up?" I groaned, delivering a punch to the bruised and battered woman who wouldn't stop screaming.It was surprisingly easy to grab Sam and she had been giving me plenty of reasons to unleash my anger on her. It felt satisfying to finally release all my frustration without holding back, and using a human being as an outlet was strangely therapeutic. But I had to keep reminding myself not to kill her... yet.After a muffled whimper and sobbing, she fell silent. I released a heavy sigh, loosened my tense shoulders, cracked my knuckles, and wiped the blood off my hands.I reached for Sam's phone and quickly messaged Matt. I didn't want him interfering with my plan. Despite what Matt and Tom claimed, our friendship used to mean something to them. That was the only reason I would consider sparing their lives, as long as they stayed out of my way.Sam's phone buzzed almost immediately with a notification. I let out an exasperated sigh. Mat
Chloe’s Point of ViewI was dressed and ready by 5:30 a.m., which was good because Iris banged on my door at 5:45 a.m. I opened it to see her about to pound again and looked surprised that I was actually ready.“What? I told you I’d be ready,” I shrugged, trying not to be offended at how surprised Iris seemed.“But… it’s 5:45 a.m….” Iris’s voice trailed off.I sighed and shook my head. Passive aggressive much? Damn, that woman needed to get laid. Maybe Rei should talk to her about the benefits of vibrators. There is nothing wrong with finding your release if other opportunities aren’t presenting themselves. Riding your own biker boy is not an option for everyone, I thought with a giggle. And then my face fell because I realized I just laughed out loud. Oh shit.My eyes met Iris’s, and she was pissed with a capital P.“I take it you didn’t sleep well?” I asked as gently as possible, praying my voice had no teasing tone.“No. I did not,” she emphasized every word, giving me a knowing loo
Shiloh’s Point of ViewWhen I woke up, I was more than a little disoriented. I realized that I wasn’t at home in my bed. I looked around frantically until I remembered what had happened the day before and where I was. I sat up slowly in the bed, taking in my surroundings.The room was silent, and it felt as though the entire house was quiet, too. I was sure guards were still patrolling the grounds, considering who Uncle Aamon was—and who I had become. Now that I had the chance to stop, breathe, and think about everything, my mind was overwhelmed. I wished I had someone to talk to about this, but none of my friends were mature enough to discuss it on that level. I sighed deeply, knowing Salem and Onyx would look to me for clarity. The problem was, I just couldn’t make sense of it all for myself right now.I hadn’t heard any screaming last night, so I hoped my Mom and Aunt Grace had found a way to listen to each other and resolve their issues as best as possible. I wasn’t naive; I unders
Grace’s Point of ViewAs I woke up next to Aamon, who was sleeping peacefully beside me, I couldn't help but smile softly. We would both be exhausted today after everything he had been through in the last few days. But I knew better than to ask him how he was feeling; Aamon never liked showing any signs of weakness. However, I saw it as an opportunity to support and care for him, while he saw it as something that didn't align with his idea of masculinity.I wanted us to be equal partners, to share in the good and the bad moments. I longed to massage out the knots in his tense shoulders, to pleasure him endlessly when he desired dominant passion, and to submit to his every desire when he needed my submission. I loved him wholly and completely. And I wanted to be there for him in every way possible if only he would let me.I couldn't resist admiring the stunning man lying next to me. With a mischievous smile, I pulled back the sheets and took Aamon into my mouth. His groans only spurred
Matt’s Point of ViewAlex and Tom both texted back that they were working but could come and hang out later. I tossed my phone on the bed and sat down, trying to sort through the thoughts racing in my head. I was in love with Sam. I don’t know when it happened, but there was no doubt—not anymore.Memories of the last time she stayed over flooded my mind. I could still see her lying in my bed, her clothes scattered on the floor except for the thong I had insisted she wear. With her long, slender legs wrapped around my neck, I teased and pleased her until she reached orgasm multiple times at my command.I savoured the taste of her as I licked and nibbled her clit, my fingers moving in a rhythm that drove her wild. She was such a good girl, her legs trembling as she screamed my name. But even in the throes of pleasure, she knew to give me everything I demanded. It was thrilling to have such power over Sam, to know that by just touching her in a certain way, I could control her will and ma
Grace’s Point of ViewAfter we finished showering, my legs were still trembling. Aamon insisted on carrying me back to bed and holding me in his arms until I felt better. It wasn't because I was in pain but simply because I was physically exhausted. It wasn't a negative experience, but it had been a while since I had been this sexually active during our time apart. I had casual partners here and there, but my heart was never truly invested. I knew I needed to regain my stamina.I gently ran my fingers over the intricate tattoos gracing his skin, savouring the familiar feeling of him. Being close to him was like being home, bringing tears to my eyes. But I refused to let them fall; Aamon would worry that I was upset or in pain. But the truth was, I was grateful. Grateful to have this stunning man back in my life and in his bed again after all this time.“Co myślisz o mojej miłości?” Aamon whispered as I lay in his arms, and my body slowly relaxed.Even though I didn’t speak much Polish,
Ethan’s Point of ViewI dispatched a team to Lillianna's residence, making sure she and Emmanuel were not present. Iris was instructed not to enter Xavier's apartment without my permission and always to keep an eye on Chloe. Although I knew this put Sam in danger, I didn't believe Lillianna would kill the woman - perhaps harm her, which may have already happened. Even I could see how much Lillianna despised Sam.I had to handle this situation delicately, as we couldn't risk any trace leading back to Aamon, Rei, or Xavier. Lillianna was not someone to be underestimated; she managed to fatally wound Kaz in a moment of rage while he faced off against much more experienced enemies unscathed. I was just one of many who wanted her out of the picture, but I had to deal with her before she dealt with us.My phone interrupted me, and I answered it hastily, recognizing the team member's number from Lillianna's apartment."It's a disaster in here, boss. I can't tell if she trashed the place to st
Rei's Point of ViewI yearned for the freedom and exhilaration of riding on the back of Xavier's motorcycle, but ever since we found out about my pregnancy, he insisted on taking the car whenever we went out together. While I understood his concern for my safety and that of our unborn child, I couldn't help but feel a sense of loss for the rush of wind in my hair and feeling like I was flying with him. This baby was a surprise blessing for us, one we both cherished deeply, yet I couldn't shake off the lingering longing for our carefree rides on his bike.Shiloh had kindly offered to take care of Onyx and Salem while Xavier took me out for a date. Life had been hectic with moving into a new house and the kids starting at a new school. Though we didn't live in our small hometown anymore, we were still close by. It was a chance to start fresh, something we all needed. The kids had finally found their place and made friends who often hung out at our house, enjoying bonfires and stargazing
Rei’s Point of ViewTwo weeks passed by in the blink of an eye. It was strange adapting to our new normal. The kids were pulled from school so that we could have a proper funeral for my grandfather and we could find new living arrangements. Saying farewell to a man who played such an influential role in my life yet remained unknown until his last moments was an incredibly surreal experience.As the casket was closed, Shiloh and Onyx remained silent as they said their final goodbyes. I couldn't help but notice Xavier, Aamon, and Salem standing together. Both men reached for one of Salem's hands, causing him to straighten his back and take a deep breath. It was almost as if he acknowledged someone or something only he could see. I tried to look in the same direction but saw nothing. However, recent events have taught me not to discount the possibility of there being something more beyond our physical world.Since our last moments together, I hadn't sensed X's presence. However, not long
Rei’s Point of ViewMy choice. This time, it would be my choice. The words echoed in my mind as I stared at my three sleeping children. I couldn’t recall a time except when Xavier came into my life when I was truly given a choice—when the decision was entirely my own.“You have a lot to think about. Why don’t I give you some space to do that?” my brother said as he patted my head and walked out of the room.My brother. I have a brother who is dating my best friend. I’m still trying to wrap my head around that. Wait, Aamon just patted my head as he walked out, much like Onyx would do to Salem. I smiled to myself at the thought.Honestly, I had no desire to return to the house. It held too many painful memories of my grandfather's death and Lillianna's betrayal. Every room felt haunted by the life I once shared with Greg. Starting fresh in a new place with Xavier and the children sounded like the best option.However, relocating my children from their current school and leaving behind th
Aamon’s Point of ViewAs Xavier left the room, the office fell into a heavy silence. Rei's nervous eyes darted around, taking in each of our faces."Chloe, were you paid to be my friend?" she asked hesitantly.All eyes turned to me, and I let out a sigh."I hired Chloe to protect you and Grace to become your friend. But Chloe, Grace, and Iris genuinely care about you, Rei. It may have started as a job for them, but their feelings for you are real," I explained."Ladies, Rei and I haven't had a chance to talk alone as siblings yet. Could you give us some privacy for a few minutes? Maybe check on Xavier and contact Sam to make sure she's okay. With our new circumstances, it would be best if Alex, Tom, and Matt knew what we were dealing with. If we're going to change how we operate, we'll need the support and understanding of our loved ones," I suggested.Grace squeezed my hand in support and kissed my cheek softly."I can stay if you need me to," she whispered discreetly.I smiled at her
Xavier’s Point of ViewOn my way back to the office, I passed by the kids playing in the game room. Salem noticed me and studied me intensely as if he was trying to figure something out. His face showed his frustration, and I couldn't help but wonder what was going on. Then, he looked past me and gave me a disapproving look. I turned around, expecting to see something or someone that had caused Salem's reaction, but there was nothing there. Just as I was about to continue on my way, Salem spoke up and caught my attention.Salem looked at me seriously and asked, "Can I talk to you, Xavier?""Absolutely," I replied. I noticed him looking over my shoulder and then sticking his tongue out. It was strange behaviour, but considering all that Salem had been through recently, it could have been his way of coping. At least he felt comfortable enough to come to me when he needed to talk."Can we go to your room to talk? Unless you and Mom didn't clean up, and it's too messy in there," Salem aske
Grace’s Point of ViewAs I opened my eyes, I realized that the bed was empty. Aamon was not there, and I could feel the coldness of the sheets where he had been laying. He must have left a while ago. I sat up quickly, pulling the sheets closer to my body for warmth. I let out a sigh, hoping that everything was alright. This was something that I needed to get used to once again, especially now that Aamon was in charge of the organization.As I dressed, I realized Rei had no clothes to change into. I rummaged through the bag of unpacked clothing and found a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, underwear, and a bra that would fit her. This would suffice for now; we could find a more permanent solution for Rei and Xavier's clothing later. Xavier had left everything behind at his apartment to get Rei to the hospital on time, so he also needed some clothes. Fortunately, I found a T-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants that should fit him well enough. Aamon and Xavier had similar builds, which worked out
Shiloh’s Point of ViewI rolled my eyes as Salem ranted about Mr. Shiny Light Pants being a real person and how we were too clueless to see him. Eventually, he quieted down and started playing the game with Onyx. I couldn't help but reflect on how Salem had always believed that someone was watching over us, even when we were younger. Maybe he was right all along. With everything going on and our world turned upside down, I had to admit that anything was possible now.I leaned back in my seat and let out a deep sigh. Onyx glanced at me with concern, but I shook my head slightly and silently mouthed, "I'm okay, just exhausted." He nodded in understanding and mouthed back, "Me too." Strangely, this experience had brought my brothers and me closer than ever before. I had a feeling we would need each other even more as we adapted to our new lives and identities.Would we end up at the same school? Would people talk about us? It was obvious Mom was going to marry Xavier. His love for her was
X’s Point of ViewJust as I had done with Kaz, I guided Lillianna toward the light. It was effortless with Kaz; I respected the Don and enjoyed his company. However, I couldn't stand Lillianna. Yet, there was a glimmer of something in her that I couldn't ignore. After she crossed over to the light completely, I turned to leave."You're not coming with me, are you?" she asked."No," I replied."Will we ever meet again?" Lillianna's voice trembled with emotion."Not if I have any say in it," I responded sharply.“I loved him, you know. In my own way, I loved Xavier. And maybe, just maybe, he could have loved me back,” Lillianna revealed.“But you knew his heart was devoted to someone else, yet you persisted in your pursuit of him. He was never yours to claim. While Xavier may have shared his body with you, his heart always belonged to Rei. And it always will,” I retorted.“You love Rei. I can't quite comprehend who or what you are, but I recognize that feeling of loving someone you can n
Lillianna’s Point of ViewThe audacity of Aamon was unfathomable. Without a second thought, he had given my hard-earned jobs to Chloe, someone who had no business taking them from me. My head spun with fury, drowning out any sounds around me until Iris appeared, her cold voice cutting through the chaos. Before I could react, a searing pain ripped through my abdomen as her bullet tore into me. I felt my insides lurch and knew she had hit vital organs. The shock was almost too much to bear as I gasped for air, realizing this was how I imagined my end. A scream rose in my throat, but was stifled by the shock and agony coursing through my body. All I could do was curse fate for this cruel and undeserved death as I bled out on the floor in front of the bathroom. Rage turned to despair as my last thoughts faded into darkness.Chloe’s Point of ViewI couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. Iris had made a grand entrance and delivered a deadly blow with precision and finality. As I stood t