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Unholy Love Unbearable pain.
~I love getting my fingers wet.~[Mentioning of self- harm. You have been warned.]Arcane POV:Whole night went by and Mom was still under the influence of drugs. She was sleeping soundly and I could not take my eyes off her. I feel like the hospital has become my second home, a place where the harsh fluorescent lights and the sterile smell of antiseptic made me extremely anxious. I never left my mother's side, not for a moment. No matter how much Vincent and Xavier insisted that I should go home and rest, I simply couldn't tear myself away from her.The emotional turmoil that had been unleashed by the revelation of my mother's illness had left me feeling like a ship lost at sea. I was adrift in a sea of despair, anger, and guilt. I couldn't forgive myself for not having noticed the signs earlier. How had I been so blind to her suffering?Most of all, I couldn't forgive Vincent and Xavier. They had kept this enormous secret from me, hidden the truth about my mother's condition for wha
Unholy Love Stronger than I imagined.
~A taste of you is more than enough for a breakfast.~Xavier POV:The worry had been gnawing at me ever since I had walked in on Arcane with that blade in her hand. It was a sight that had sent shivers down my spine and filled me with a profound sense of dread. I couldn't bear the thought of her hurting herself, of her using self-harm as a means to cope with the overwhelming pain and emotions that threatened to consume her.I knew she was struggling, that the weight of her mother's illness and the betrayal of the secrets that had been kept from her were taking a toll on her fragile emotional state. It was a pain that cut deep, and I couldn't stand the idea of her suffering in silence.So, after she had taken a long shower, I decided to stay with her in her room. I knew I couldn't leave her alone, not when I had seen the darkness that lurked within her.I sat quietly on the edge of her bed, my presence a silent reassurance. Arcane had a tendency to push people away when she was hurting
Unholy Love For your sake.
~I want to devour you.~Arcane POV:I held my mother's frail hand as she lay in the hospital bed, her eyes meeting mine with a tired but warm smile. It was a smile that held so much love, so much history, and yet, there was an unspoken sorrow in the depths of her gaze. It took everything in me to hold back the tears that threatened to spill over as I asked her the question that had been weighing on my heart."How are you feeling, Mom?" My voice was barely above a whisper, as if speaking any louder might shatter the fragile peace of this moment.She breathed a soft sigh, her fingers tightening gently around mine. "I'm fine," she whispered, her voice raspy and weak. "I'm just a little tired, that's all."Tears welled up in my eyes as I listened to her words. She was trying to reassure me, as she always had, even when she was the one in pain. I swallowed hard, my throat tight with emotions. "I'm so sorry, Mom," I choked out, my voice trembling. "I should have known. I should have been th
Unholy Love Family.
~Be my last meal, baby.~Arcane POV:Finally, after a whole, agonizing week, Mom was discharged from the hospital. She wasn't completely fine, of course. Chemo sessions loomed ahead, a stark reminder of the battle she was still fighting. But she was better than before, and for that, I was immeasurably relieved.As we sat together on the vast lawn of our villa, the warm sun casting a golden hue over everything, Xavier took a seat beside me. He had an uncanny ability to read me, to sense when something was weighing on my mind. His touch, his mere presence, felt like a comforting shield against the uncertainties that life had thrown our way."What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" he asked with a playful smirk, his fingers ruffling my hair gently. I couldn't help but chuckle at his words, the tension within me slowly easing in the warmth of the moment.I sighed, my gaze drifting over the manicured garden that stretched out before us. "Nothing much, really," I replied, thou
Unholy Love Trip to Hawaii.
~Let me run my fingers through your lips and let me find out how turned on you are.~Arcane POV:Hawaii was a dream come true. I'd always wanted to visit this paradise, and now, thanks to Vincent's thoughtful planning, I was on my way with Xavier, my heart dancing with anticipation.At the airport, our excitement was palpable. I couldn't help but feel a bit jittery as we navigated through the bustling crowd. Vincent had booked us seats in business class, a luxurious treat that felt like the cherry on top of this adventure.As we boarded the plane, I marveled at the plush, oversized seats, and the extra legroom that came with business class. Vincent and Xavier had been chatting animatedly, but Xavier found his way to my side, flashing me a warm, reassuring smile."Ready for this, Arcane?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with enthusiasm.I nodded, my heart racing, but my excitement overpowered any nervousness. "Absolutely. Hawaii, here we come!"As the plane taxied down the runway and the e
Unholy Love First time.
~I want to see your legs shaking.~Arcane POV:Xavier and I swam together, but his hands started to work on my body under the water. My heart was pounding in my chest when he wrapped one of his arms around my waist and kissed my neck. I could not help but let out an ecstatic filled moan and he smirked against my skin at that. His lips moved from my neck to my lips and I kissed him back, feeling his strong hands on my body. Suddenly, he broke away and smiled at me."Let's go somewhere more private," he said to me. I hesitated, unsure of what was coming next. But something about his eyes told me that he wouldn't hurt me. He has never and he will never do that.Xavier gave me a towel to cover my body with it and he also wrapped one of it around his torso. My cheeks were flushed red when I saw his huge and long proudly standing erection. It made me excited and nervous at the same time while the anticipation started to build as well.He held my hand and I followed him down a path until we
Unholy Love You are amazing.
~If you can still walk, then I am not done with you.~ Xavier POV: The sun dipped low on the horizon, painting the beach in warm, golden hues as Arcane and I took a leisurely stroll along the shoreline. The rhythmic ebb and flow of the waves provided a calming backdrop to our conversation. Her presence beside me was a soothing balm to the weariness I carried from my own dreams and aspirations. I spoke with fervor about my goal of becoming an NHL player, each word tinged with the determination that fueled my journey. When I turned the question to Arcane, there was a moment of hesitation. Her gaze seemed fixed on the horizon, as if searching for answers in the distant expanse. Her response was honest and vulnerable, revealing the weight of uncertainty that rested on her shoulders. "I'm not sure," she confessed, her voice carrying a note of contemplation. "I mean, there are things I'm interested in, but nothing feels... definitive." I tightened my arm around her, hoping to convey a
Unholy Love NHL.
~Tell me how wet you are.~Xavier POV:After spending a dreamy whole week in Hawaii, we returned home. Our school was about to start in two days and suddenly I got a call from the coach of my team. "Xavier, come to my office right now. The NHL coach is coming to the city today and he wants to talk with you." My heart started to beat loudly at the mention of the NHL. It is my childhood dream to play in the NHL and I have worked really damn hard for it and in this season of hockey, they finally started to take interest in me. I rushed to the school.I knocked on the door, my heart beating loudlyA. This is my lifelong dream and something that I have been longing for, for a long time. "Come in." I heard the voice of my coach. I politely opened the door and walked in."Xavier, this is Mr. Anderson. Anderson, Xavier." He introduced us, although that man needed no introduction.Mr. Anderson stood tall, his presence exuding authority and experience. His eyes, sharp and assessing, swept over
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Unholy Love Prepare a naughty list.
~I want you fu*king so bad.~Arcane POV:A year had passed since my graduation, and I found myself seated in the sleek boardroom of Jones Corporation. The transition from student life to the corporate world had been seamless, thanks to the opportunity extended to me by Vincent, a man whose generosity knew no bounds.From the moment I set foot in the company, I was determined to not only meet the expectations placed on me but to surpass them. The debt of gratitude I owed to Vincent was one I could never fully repay, but I was determined to try. My dedication to my work became my way of expressing the profound appreciation that lived in my heart.In the boardroom, I exuded a professional demeanor that had become synonymous with my presence in the company. Precision and attention to detail were the cornerstones of my approach to any task, no matter how big or small. Every report, every presentation was a testament to the meticulousness that defined my work ethic."Good morning, Ms. Mille
Unholy Love I have always loved you.
~Shhh... be a good girl and keep quiet.~ Arcane POV: Maya's eyes sparkled with mischief as she observed me, her curiosity uncontainable. "So, what's going on between you two?" I took a deep breath, knowing that I couldn't keep this a secret any longer. Maya was my closest friend, and she deserved to know the truth. "We... dated," I began, my voice steady but tinged with a vulnerability I couldn't hide. Her eyes widened in surprise, a gasp escaping her lips. "You and Xavier? Seriously?" I nodded, a small smile playing on my lips. "Yeah. It was back in high school." Maya's excitement was palpable, her teasing grin spreading from ear to ear. "Oh my god! Why didn't you ever tell me?" "It just... didn't come up," I replied, a hint of defensiveness creeping into my tone. It wasn't that I had purposely kept it from her; it was simply a part of my past that I hadn't revisited in years. She leaned in closer, her curiosity practically radiating off her. "Okay, spill the details. How did
Unholy Love For the first time in five years.
~My mouth wants to do naughty things to you.~Arcane's POV:The glow of my phone illuminated the dim room, casting an eerie shadow against the walls. The headlines screamed from the screen, a harsh juxtaposition to the silence that now enveloped me."Xavier Jones: From Ice to Fists." The words seemed to taunt me, each letter a reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm matching the whirlwind of thoughts in my head.When I saw the image of Xavier, his face contorted in anger, it was like a punch to the gut. This wasn't the man I knew. The Xavier I remembered was composed, controlled, a master of his emotions. This was a stranger, a fractured reflection of the person I held in my heart.And then, I saw the face of the other person involved – Ethan. The name alone sent shivers down my spine. It was a name I hadn't spoken or thought of in years, a name buried beneath layers of time and distance.My grip tightened on the phone, knuckles tur
Unholy Love Back home.
~When its good, you are shaking.~Xavier POV:The familiar scent of home enveloped me as I stepped through the front door. It was a comforting blend of my dad's cooking, the wood of the furniture, and the subtle perfume that always lingered in the air. It was good to be back."Dad, I'm home!" I called out, my voice echoing through the house.Moments later, his head popped out from the kitchen, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Xavier! It's about time you showed up. I was starting to think you'd forgotten where you live!"I laughed, crossing the room to give him a bear hug. "Trust me, Dad, I could never forget this place. It's good to be back, though."He clapped me on the back, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, you better get used to it. Look how much weight you have lost. You better prepare yourself to bulk up.""I am focusing on my muscles, Dad. I cannot bulk up. It will be hard for me to play on the ice." I said to him playfully, "Or you want you son to fall on his ass
Unholy Love Face of the team.
~I want to be fu*ked and loved by you, for the rest of my life.~3 years later;Xavier POV:The ice rink glistened under the bright arena lights, a frozen stage set for our performance. The crisp air bit at my cheeks as I glided onto the ice, the familiar scrape of my skates echoing in the empty rink. This was where I belonged, where every stride, every pass, held the promise of victory.As the team captain, the weight of responsibility sat comfortably on my shoulders. It wasn't just about winning; it was about leading my teammates, motivating them to push beyond their limits. The anticipation in the air was palpable, a blend of excitement and nerves."Let's own this, Xav!" Mark, my fellow forward, slapped me on the back, his eyes gleaming with determination.I shot him a quick grin, our unspoken understanding a testament to the years we'd spent perfecting our synergy on the ice. With a swift flick, I sent the puck hurtling towards the goal, the goalie's glove barely able to deflect i
Unholy Love University life.
~Give me a hickey where only we can find them.~Arcane POV:Stepping onto the bustling campus of the University felt like entering a different world. The air buzzed with excitement and anticipation, and I couldn't help but be swept up in the energy. This was it – a fresh start, a blank canvas waiting to be painted with new experiences, friendships, and knowledge.As the days unfolded, I threw myself into the whirlwind of university life. The first week was a kaleidoscope of orientations, campus tours, and the flurry of faces that would soon become familiar. Eveeryone was nice here and I wanted to befriend them all.One afternoon, while trying to find my way through the labyrinth of buildings, I met Luca. His laughter echoed down the hall, drawing my attention."Hey there!" they exclaimed, extending a hand. "I'm Luca. Lost too?"I chuckled, shaking their hand. "Definitely. This place is like a maze."We struck up a conversation about the art installation on the quad, and within minutes
Unholy Love Leaving.
~Pretty please.~Arcane POV: The room felt different, like a chapter closing. Tomorrow, I'd be on a plane, leaving this place behind. I couldn't predict when I'd return, and it certainly wouldn't be anytime soon. My gaze swept across the room, each corner holding a memory. Here was where Xavier and I shared that kiss, a sweet moment in time. There, he lounged on my bed, playfully teasing me. And it was this very room where he saved me from my darkest moments, bringing me back from the edge. Tears threatened, but I blinked them away, resolute. I zipped up my suitcase, sealing in the fragments of the past. The room stood still, a silent witness to a part of my life that was coming to an end. I took one last look, trying to etch every detail into my memory. Then, with a final sigh, I turned away, ready to face the unknown that awaited me. The room felt heavy, like a bundle of memories tugging at my heart. Leaving meant closing a chapter that had given me so much - a fatherly figure i
Unholy Love Let her do what she wants to do.
~Baby, your pleasure is my priority.~ Xavier POV: I was getting a call from my Dad. I smiled as I saw his name on the screen and I went to the dressing room to answer his call. As I heard my dad's voice on the other end of the line, a wave of warmth washed over me. It had been too long since we last spoke, and hearing his familiar tone brought a sense of comfort. "Hello, Dad," I greeted, unable to contain the smile that tugged at my lips. "I'm doing well. Training's intense, but I'm giving it my all." I could sense the pride in his voice. "That's my boy. I knew you'd give it your best. I've been keeping up with your progress online. You're making quite the impression." His words were a balm to my determination. Knowing that he was watching from afar, cheering me on, gave me an extra boost of motivation. "Thanks, Dad." I couldn't help but seize the opportunity. "You know, there's a game coming up. Why don't you come to it? I would love to see you." The only game that I played i
Unholy Love Traces of me.
~Euphoria take over me when your tongue dance on my body.~ Arcane POV: Another year slipped away in the blink of an eye, and here I stood, on the precipice of high school graduation. It was a milestone that I had never imagined reaching without Mom by my side, her absence a constant ache that refused to fade. And then there was Xavier, a presence that still lingered in the recesses of my thoughts, despite the silence that had settled between us. As I watched my classmates buzz with anticipation, their excitement mingling with nervous energy, I couldn't help but feel a sense of detachment. It was as though I was moving through the motions, the weight of the past still clinging to me. The ceremony itself was a blur of gowns and caps, a sea of faces that seemed to meld together. The applause, the speeches—they all felt like distant echoes, reverberating in a space that I no longer fully occupied. I walked across the stage, the diploma a tangible symbol of an achievement that felt bit
