When I wake up, it’s ten in the morning. My phone is still in my hand. It had taken me a long time to fall asleep, but when I finally did, I thought of Nick's texts. I don’t want them to give up on me. But what if I’ve already given up on them? I left them at that house. I didn’t fight for them. But I’m not the one that did anything wrong. I did nothing wrong. I just need time. “Hey, sleepyhead!” I lift my head from the pillow to face Amanda. She’s smiling down at me, a plate of food in each of her hands. “Good morning.” I groan out, turning to lay down on my back and look up at the ceiling. She laughs and then walks around the air mattress. “Here. I made us some breakfast. Eat up!” She says, a hand outstretched towards me with one of the plates. I sit up slowly and carefully grab the plate from her. “Thanks, Mandy. You didn’t have to do this. I should be the one cooking for you, girl.” I say, smiling down at the plate. She made pancakes with chocolate
“So, where is it that you’re thinking of buying a house at again?” Amanda asks. Our plates are empty. “Well, I would love to get a house by the beach. On the beach, if possible. You know how much I love the water! There aren’t too many available properties on the beach or by the beach near where Antonio and Nicholas have their house at. And I do not want to get a place too far from them. You know that would be a fight right away.” “Do you think that they would actually be mad if you wanted to move away?” She asks me. I shrug and rise to my feet. I grab my plate and she passes me hers when I reach my hand out for it. “Honestly, I don’t think that they will be mad, per se. But I know that they will end up moving right near me, anyways. Though they did just buy a new house.” At the thought of our new house… their new house, I feel another piece of my heart break. We were supposed to start moving into the house next week. We were going to start building our life together. “T
Staring down at nick, I shake my head. “Sorry, brother.” He mutters, putting his head in his hands in shame. “It’s alright. I don’t blame you at all. But it’s my turn to sleep.” I say. When we had Sara taken away to the cage, Nicholas and I both had agreed that it would be best if we didn’t stay there. The memories there were far from good. So we came to stay with Lucien. We didn’t want to risk staying at a hotel and Caroline thinking that we were doing stuff with other women. Lucien stays in a one bedroom apartment. He offered to let us sleep in his bed, but we had declined. We didn’t think we would even sleep. Instead, we agreed to take turns laying down on the couch. It wasn’t the most comfortable. But we also didn’t trust Lucien one hundred percent. He looked like he wanted to kill us the entire way here. “Yeah, go ahead man.” Nick says, standing up and taking a seat in the armchair. I take the couch and put the cover over myself. Within minutes, I’m out. We are sitt
She takes his cock in her mouth, and continues to stroke my cock while she tastes his precum.The room is full of the sounds of her sucking his cock, of the wet sounds of her stroking my drenched cock, of our groaning.Caroline squirms as she sucks Nick's cock. From where I’m at, I can see her rubbing her legs together in an attempt to bring her own pleasure on.What a sexy little nymph.Our sexy little nymph.She just orgasmed, and yet she wants more already.I fucking love this woman.She backs away from Nick's cock, and
After my hot shower, I wrap a white towel around my small frame and then walk out of the bathroom.“The shower is all yours, Mandy. Use whatever you need.” I say while closing the bathroom door.When I turn towards the living room, expecting to see Amanda, I jump.Nicholas and Antonio sit on the couch, looking ashamed as Amanda stares down at them.The air mattress has the air taken out and is folded next to the couch, and the coffee table is put back in place.At the sound of my voice, all three of them turn to face me.Immediately, the twins both look up and down my body, clearly taking in my form.
I open the door and walk into the hall, shutting the door behind me. When I face the three of them, they are all staring straight at me, making me pause, my hand still on the doorknob. I stare between the three of them, waiting for someone to break the awkward silence. Thankfully, it is amanda who does so. “Well, like I said, Ri is all good. You guys can go and continue being assholes somewhere else.” she says, sending a pointed glare at the both of them When she is sure that neither of them are looking at her, she throws a wink my way. What is she getting at right now? “We appreciate the suggestion, Amanda. We really do. But we won't leave until caroline herself asks us to.'' Nicholas says, staring straight at me. His eyes are red, like he had been crying. And the deep, dark circles under his eyes tug at my heart, begging me to just forgive them and go back home with them. But then I think about it. We don't have a home. Not anymore. I don't think I can ever set foot in th
The twins simply smile at my silence. “Anyways, you said you wanted to speak to a lawyer. What about, exactly?” Antonio asks, gesturing for me to take a seat on the couch. I pause. The distance might be the only thing keeping me from breaking down right now. But I want this to work. I want us to work. And I might not be the one who broke us, but I can be the one to fix us. Or, at least not be the one keeping it from being fixed. Slowly, tentatively, I walk to the couch and take a seat. I lean back into the soft cushion, my hands tangled on my lap. They tower over me, biting their lips as they stare down at me, before taking a seat on the coffee table in front of me. Their legs are so long, and they press against mine, despite mine being so small. Suddenly, I’m aware of how my dress doesn’t reach my knees, and my bare skin presses against their legs. The contact, however minute, has me clenching my thighs, feeling the need rise through me. They both glance down at
I tighten my hold on their hands, gaining their attention back on me. “It means that I’m getting there.” The smiles that cross their faces has my heart beat faster. Fuck, sometimes I forget just how handsome they are. And when they smile at me like that… I clench my thighs together tightly, feeling my body awaken at the sight of their toothy grins. Their eyes immediately move to my clenched thighs. Antonio, always quick to call me out, drags his eyes from my thighs, slowly back up to my face, his grin turning into a small smirk. “Tell me, Caroline. I know you need time. But, would it be possible if we…” He pauses, thinking of the right word as he glances at my exposed cleavage. “Helped you?” He finishes, throwing a flirty grin my way. I bite my bottom lip, feeling the heat creep up my neck. Fuck, I’m so fucking tempted. So fucking tempted. Surely I can let them at least touch me? I do deserve it, after everything they have put me through. Right? As I think over my options
They don't want me to leave for another three days, just so they can have me pumped up with drugs and speak to all of their expensive, annoying psychologists. They said they would only lift the hold and discharge me if a family member comes to get me. They don't want to be responsible for me if I end up trying to end my own life.”“You're coming home with me, rory. Don't worry, okay?”She goes to respond when the door opens with an audible click and the guard steps back inside. “Your visitation time has ended.”I dont move, instead I tilt my head at the guard. “Please have the doctor come and have them bring her discharge paperwork.”The guard shakes their head and instead simply walks back out, this time not even bothering to lock the door. “Should we run?” Cordessa asks, staring between me and the door.Laughing, I squeeze her hand with my own. “No, rory. No more running. From either of us.”She smiles up at me, her eyes still leaking fat tears.The process of getting Cordessa dis
“While you were busy looking for me, I was busy trying to forget about you.”Cordessas face falls, clearly not liking my words. Again, she tries to hide her face from me, so I turn it back to face me.“If i had looked for you, if i had kept an eye on you, then i wouldn't have been able to leave you alone. I would have reached out, and you deserved better than someone who could never be in your life again. You deserved better than what I could have given you then.”“And now?” she asks, her voice that of a child, full of both fear and hope.Stroking her hair from her face, I stare down at her with a smile. “Now, I'm going to take you home with me. If that's what you want.” She smiles widely, her smile so beautiful it throws me off. While I've always taken after my mom, she's always been more similar to my dad. Her smile is no different. It had always been our dads smile. “Yeah, I think I would like that. I hate being here.”I look around the room, realizing that the rest of the room i
As the guard walks to the door after searching me, I can't help but take a few calming breaths to try and ease my nerves.Im about to see her, my sister, after how fucking long? How in the world am I supposed to even feel right now?“You will only have about fifteen minutes with her until you will have to leave.” the guard says while unlocking and opening the door. I slide into the room, sucking in a breath when I see the figure curled up in bed.She's facing the window, her body wrapped around itself in the fetal position. Her sobs are filled with emotion, yet slightly muffled by her face being pressed into the thin pillow under her head.“Cordessa?” I whisper out, jumping slightly when the door closes and locks behind me.shit , i hadn't expected the door to be locked behind me.Fuck.Cordessa doesn't respond, likely not hearing my silent whisper over the sound of her own sobs.I take a tentative step towards the bed, towards her, feeling my heart break as I watch her break.“Rory
My mom grabs my hands and silently pulls me to the cabinets, the phone still pressed against her ear, her eyes wide. She slides open one of the cabinets and directs me into it. I climb in carefully, wincing as I feel the wood against my skin. I settle into the very back of the cabinet, my legs pressed against my chest, and try my hardest not to burst out crying. What’s going to happen right now? Why in the world are they here right now? “I’m going to put these pans and pots in front of you so that no one can see you. Okay?” My mom whispers. I can hear banging on the door, and my father yelling. “Mommy? What’s going to happen?” I ask, feeling a few tears begin to spill down my cheeks. “Nothing. The police are on their way, and will be here in less than five minutes. But I can’t let anything happen to you, my sweet girl. So stay in here, and don’t make any noise. And no matter what you hear, or see, do not get out of here until the police arrive.”I nod, taking a few deep breaths
“It's not your fault, daddy. Please dont cry.” i wrap my arms around him slowly, not wanting to hurt myself any further.He carefully hugs me back, his arms around my back very loosely so as to not move the bandages covering my skin.“I will never forgive myself, mija.”“Well too bad, because you haven't done anything wrong. And even if you had, I would have forgiven you a long time ago.”My mom joins us and sits next to me on the couch, fresh tears sliding down her face. “I am so happy that you are safe, corinna.”“It feels weird being back, to be honest.” I say, while leaning back against the couch carefully, wincing
Even after my mom told me that her father and his family were Greek, I never looked into it. I've always felt like if he wanted to have a relationship with either her or me, he could reach out to us himself. Of course, now he has no way of ever having a relationship with my mom.No one will ever be able to talk to her again.At least when I die, I'll be able to know that she died knowing that I loved her.“How can I help you?” the nurse at the front desk asks, staring up at me and the twins, who stand so close to me that I can feel their body heat.“Im looking for Cordessa Ayala.” I say, biting my bottom lip.She scrolls through a tablet in front of her.“And your relationship to the patient?” she asks, looking up at me.“I'm her sister.”She asks for my ID, and makes a visitor badge for me before staring at the twins. I immediately put the sticker on my shirt.“And you guys?” she asks, raising her eyebrow.“We are married to Caroline.” Nicholas says, crossing his own arms.“Unfortun
Walking into the hospital, i have so many different emotions going through me, and all at the same time.Im about to be seeing her.Cordessa.My sister.The only family i have left.Well, besides the twins in my stomach, of course.Cordessa Ayala.I remember when i asked my mom why she had named us Corinna and Cordessa.Mom laughs as the words tumbled out of my mouth.“What do you mean by asking me those questions, sweetheart? Do you not like your name?” she asks me, her bright blue green eyes darting over to face me for
What the fuck happened?When I was out into the witness protection program, the only reason Cordessa wasn’t put in it with me was because she wasn’t even at the home with us. My parents had sent her to a family friend in San Diego, California, when I had gone missing. They wanted to be able to focus their entire attention on me. She was only a year younger than me.When the car accident happened, and I was found, my parents had been so elated, so happy, that I was alive.A part of me had broken, but they had gotten me back.They had been planning on bringing Cordessa back home after everything settled down.They never got the chance.
“They? Who are you talking about, Caroline? And who is that on the phone? What’s happening, baby?” Nick asks, slipping off of the bed and coming to stand near me.I raise a hand up to him, silently asking for some space.“The men who kidnapped me. You guys said you knew where they were, that you guys had eyes on them. Is that still true?”They exchange glances, but I do not have time for that right now.“Please just answer the question, Nick. Please.” My voice cracks at the end, and I close my eyes for a moment, trying to keep the tears at b