I pushed him back towards the mattress, taking the lead.
Despite being aggressive moments ago, the man was a virgin. The moment I got him naked, and I was naked below him, he froze. His eyes never leaving mine, a blush on his face. And so, I rolled us over, taking the lead because I was already so ready for it that I don't want to get blue balls especially since I don't have balls to begin with.
"This was the only thing your old accountant left?"Markus's arms were around my waist, my back against his chest. His chin was right at the crook of my neck, looking over the notes that were in front of me. I dozed for just about a few minutes. I woke up automatically when I realized I was still very much naked and sweaty. That and I was awakened when I felt something trailing along my back, and something hard poking my belly.Aft
“Are there any more biscuits?”I was just about to pull a fresh new batch of biscuits from underneath the huge buffet table when Helen stopped my hand. What was she doing? I turned my head to look at her and was actually a bit surprised when I realized she wasn’t even looking at me. She was frowning. And she looked disappointed. Which made me frown too.I look back at the little girl who asked and shook my head. “Sorry, no more biscuits.”Sighing the little girl’s face falls and she walks back towards her shabby table. I was currently wearing a simple white sundress covered by a cute pink polka dots apron. It was my usual apron whenever I cooked or baked. Not that I ever did those things. I usually just ate the leftover meals at Ardere. You w
Blushing, I instantly wave my hands around my face to motion no.“No, no.” I say, louder than I intended. “I’ve never thought about it yet. Not to mention I came from a really big family. When I mean big, I really mean big. I know how costly it would be.”The young woman looked at her from head to toe.“You don’t look like you need that much cash to me.”That was a common misconception when people looked at me. It wasn’t that I was low on cash. I just had invested on the right things. I knew that my image would be something that I should take care of. It was my source of income after all. That’s why my expenses that was supposed to be for food went to my expenses fo
I knew something good happened to Keira when she immediately launched herself to me when I stepped inside the dressing room.She had her arms circled around my neck, almost toppling me over to the ground in the process. You would know that there was a slight problem with her sense of embarrassment since most of the other strippers at Ardere barely batted their eyelids at how loud we were.“Babe?” I choked out. She was squeezing the air out of me. “Ease up a bit, I can’t breathe.”“Oh,” She muttered, not at all sounding sorry. “I was just soooo happy!”Then she jumps down and hurriedly pulls me over to her side of the dressing room. In front of her dressing table, was a fr
It wasn’t as fancy as the one she got.That bitch. But still, it was pretty, nonetheless. It was a Stuart Weitzman suede pump in dolce taupe shade. It was simple, but extravagant, nonetheless. I could easily pair it up with one of my tight leather pink dresses and call it a day. The mere thought that she would spend something on me made tears prick the corner of my eyes.I wasn’t always this emotional, but she got something for me.My own parents haven’t even gotten me anything.“B-babe…” I sniff, already feeling tears dripping to my chin. “You d-didn’t have to.”
The first thing that I thought of when I moved into my apartment to live independently was that it sucks to come home and feel alone. I had watched countless movies where the lead would scream ‘Honey, I’m home!’ and not get a response back because they lived alone.I’ve always thought it was sad and depressing whenever a character in a book or a film does that. And so, when I first felt the power of loneliness on my first week of solitude in my apartment, I went out and changed it. I didn’t like being alone, but I also didn’t want some other person inside the apartment with me.I got the next best thing.“Is that a fucking snake, Mattel?!” Holly Trinity scree
“It might seem hard, but did you know that a neuroscientist had a study that said forgetting is adaptive. Regardless of whether you want to or not, your brain would remove small details about an event that happened to you. Until you can’t remember it anymore.”Eric, if that was his real name, sniffed again. Wiping the tears that pooled in his eyes. He was an adorable pudgy man. He wasn’t exactly my type, since it didn’t seem like his wallet was as pudgy as him, but he was a good conversation. After my set, he had pulled me over and asked me to sit with him.At first, he had pulled me to sit on my lap and buried his face on the crook of my neck.I usually don’t allow that, but soon afterward, I found the reason why he did so. He was crying.
“Excuse me, Sir,” Big Mama was already narrowing her eyes at Markus. He wasn’t really wearing a suit that shouted I’m Rich! so of course, Big Mama wouldn’t want him anywhere near her girls. Especially me, I often made the best tips here. “Would you be paying for her time?”I peek through Big Mama’s side to smirk at Markus. “Don’t bother, Big Mama. He won’t pay for anything.”It wasn’t surprising that he glared at me.Ha! Take that, you cheapskate. Big Mama huffed, raising her nose pointedly up the air. The thing she hates more than losing money are customers who don’t want to pay money. At the start of Ardere, she didn&rsqu
My mother named me after a color I didn’t even like.I would have preferred it if she had named me Green. Green is a nice name. It’s a nice color. I love the color green. And so does my brother, Gray. He only ever showers when the shampoo is green. Green is also what I color the trees. Trees are good. Without trees, there would be no books. I couldn’t imagine what life would be without books.Or maybe I can, I just don’t want to imagine life without it.I like books. Right now, I’m reading a book on different psychological assessments. A few months ago, we moved to a place that’s far away from my mother. Sometimes I don’t like change. Change is weird, it makes me scared. This time, I liked the change. This time, I can read all the books I want and my mother won&r
A miniature demon was inches away from my face.“Markus,” Gray whispered softly. “I have to ask you something.”It was like he was trying not to wake me up more than he already did. Groaning, I rub the back of my head. When he had woken me up by blowing warm air in my ear, I woke up flinching. My head hit my headboard, and I was afraid I might have broken it, and I wasn’t really in the mood to spend any more than I already did the past few days.“What is it?” I asked, lifting him up and placing him on my lap. The past few months have been amazing, he’d taken in a lot more weight and even though he hated it, he also started taking more showers. All we needed was changing the shampoo to the green ones that he liked. “What’s wrong, bud?”
It was around midnight when my sister started to fucking scream.When we had been living on the same roof, I was used to her bitching every hour of the day. She finds gum in her shoe, she bitches. She loses one of her earrings, she bitches. She figures out I ate the last fucking piece of donut. She fucking bitches. Everything she does is bitch. It came to the point where I don’t even want to come home anymore because I was missing sleep because of all the time she keeps bitching about everyone at the house.Still, for some inexplicable reason, I feel like her bitching now didn’t sound like her typical bitching.Rubbing my eyes, I yawn, pulling myself up from the couch. The television was still on when I had been watching a movie a few hours ago. Violet would probably have bitched about this too but
“Give that back to the kind gentleman, Gray.”Gray scrunched his nose up in annoyance, “No!”“Gray,” I say again, forcing a smile so that none of the other people could tell I was close to slapping the back of his head for being a brat. “Return the paper bag to the man.”“Helen said only one per person!”“We bought lots, didn’t we?” I counter, “Just give it back.”Gray mutters something under his breath once more but, he returned the paper bag to the homeless man who for sure was hiding five more bags inside of his coat. He walked by more than a few times already, I just didn’t make a comment. Hey, if we were in t
“What’s that about?” Red asked as we got out of the cab, pulling an exhausted and dozing Markus out. Thankfully, Red was with me because there was no way in hell I can carry Markus all on my own. I already had another set of weight that’s pulling me down in my belly, I can’t have the person who made the weight possible adding to the changes of my center of gravity. “What did that woman mean by contract, Violet? What was she talking about?”I say nothing. Instead, I slung my arm around Markus’s lower back, while his inner elbow settled around the back of Red’s neck. It was a good thing that his apartment was in the basement and we didn’t have to use the stairs. Thank you to whoever invented elevators!Red huffed, his voice sounding annoyed with my sudden s
“You brought a titty club?”“Red!” I hissed, covering his mouth immediately before either of the kids hear. “It’s not a titty club! I’ve never seen an uncovered breast at Ardere. Can you keep your mouth shut?”Red and Clementine got home a few hours after we prepared dinner.And Markus was yet again, working late today.He had been working late for quite a few days now that I’m starting to both get worried and annoyed. Granted, I wasn’t alone at home and he could leave me without me getting bored, it still wasn’t what I expected. Especially now that we knew what the other had felt. I thought for sure that our feelings were mutual, everything would feel different.
My therapist suggested that I should make a list.They told me that hate was a powerful word, and that it was subjective. That maybe the hate that was festering inside of me wasn’t necessarily considered as hate but more of confusion and guilt forming together. They told me that sometimes things happen beyond our control and that I shouldn’t blame myself for the choices I made along the way over things that I had no control over.Of course, I thought it was total bullshit.Still, I found myself typing names on the notes app of my phone. I was inside my room, with the door open to ease everyone’s concern. I’ve already gone and fed Mexi. It had been a long time since we spent time alone together. Markus, Scarlett, and Olive were at their jobs, Hazel was at her dorm, Red and Clementine wer
I don’t know what’s more infuriating.Maria and Maverick, who were trying to keep cool but failing horribly, while they were taking food out of paper bags. They kept glancing my way ever since I got back into Ash’s room. Or maybe it was my siblings that were more annoying. I could feel their stares on me even when they weren’t facing my direction. It was that bad.Red, Jade, and Gray were standing by Ash’s, who thankfully was knocked out cold and not blabbering crazy stuff anymore, bed. Gray was blatantly staring, whispering something to Red, while tipping his head in my direction. Red was glancing at me from the corner of his eye, and I met his gaze. When he noticed that I caught him, he placed his hand on top of Gray’s head and swiveled his face to avert his gaze.Th
Keep calm, Violet.I’ve been repeating that ever since Markus had grabbed my hand and started pulling me along behind him, walking to heaven knows where. He’s been quiet ever since we left Ash’s room. I didn’t miss the way that Maria and Maverick were throwing glances at the both of us as we left. Hell, even Red was giving me a knowing look and it’s Red we’re talking about. He couldn’t even care less about my girly problems.I was in such a state, it took me a long time to figure out just where exactly we were going. We’ve passed the hospital park where we had the talk a few days ago. And it doesn’t really look like we’re going to where his car was parked. My hands were getting clammy and he still hasn&rsquo