LOGINASHLEY I stare at him, my expression hardening into pure irritation. The audacity of him to say that. He's a hypocrite. He didn't want me. He never did—even if it took me this long to realize it. He just liked having me around. I never dated anyone or had a love life, while he did and he was okay with it. I had waited, year after year, helping him out with his crush life, always watching him chase everyone else, except me. I did it all, hoping it would be me soon, but no. He never looked at me that way—the way Jeremías does every single time he sees me.And now? Now that I'm finally progressing in that aspect of my life, he acts as if I've betrayed him. He acts like a deranged person. I had actually hoped, with the positive hope that we could make our friendship work and spend more time together, but it seems he's not ready for it. And I don't care. His jaw tightens, one hand clenched into a fist, but I don't care. I pick up my phone from the bed, then turn my back to him, w
ASHLEY I clench my teeth, a defensive heat rising in my cheeks. But I suppress it. I know I'm wrong, but only for not keeping my word. He has done worse. “I tried telling you that I wouldn't be home. I called last night, but Tessa answered. She said you were taking a bath and that she'd let you know later.”He pauses, staring down at my hand over his. Then, he turns to face me fully, his eyes narrowing with sudden irritation. “But seriously, Ash. You're sleeping over at a stranger's house now? Three times at that! You even wear his shirt now. How fucked up is that?”I furrow my brows, looking at him with bewilderment. “You mean your brother? He's not a stranger, Caleb.”Caleb scoffs harshly, the sound audible in the quiet room. “Right. But you wouldn't even know him if you hadn't followed me here, Ashley.”“You pleaded with me to follow you.”“And I'm starting to regret that decision,” he retorts, his face tightening. “Because now it's all about freaking Jeremías. The evil and sche
ASHLEY I bite down on my lower lip. “I'm not doing it all the time,” I say, my heart beating steadily against his chest. “It's only because he hurt his leg and he's in pain.”I try to make Jeremías understand. Yes, Caleb lied to me, and maybe for his benefit. But he was also right. I had thought about it, and we haven't really spent much time together. The times we would try to spend little time together, problems arise between us. Or either he's busy with his girlfriend or I'm with Jeremías. We didn't really have any good memories of our time here in Spain. And I didn't like it. This is Caleb and I, the inseparable duo back in New York. But over here, we're apart. Far apart and always arguing. I need to spend more time with him. If we are to ever fall apart, and all because of diversions, I won't be happy. Jeremías jaw tightens, his eyes darkening with a possessiveness I recognize very much. It scares and thrills me. “It doesn't matter, Ashley. You shouldn't be at his beck an
ASHLEY I shift, wincing from a painful sting. A familiar ache courses through my thighs as I move them. I blink, my eyes fluttering open. The room is dead quiet. I glance around the room, still wincing slightly. The grey curtains are closed, preventing the morning light from penetrating in the room. I sit up on the bed, glancing at the empty space beside me. Jeremías isn't here.I rake back a large part of my hair covering my face, trying to adjust to the bright light in the room. Oh, God.I can't recall coming back into the room on my own. I completely lacked the will power to do so. I remember collapsing onto Jeremías’ body, the strength of his grip as he carries me upstairs and lays me down on the bed. I also recall him whispering into my ear for me to rest. The rest of his words sounded like a mumble to me.I had slept off from there. I looked down at my body, knitting my brows. I didn't even recall putting on my clothes, but here I am, draped in his oversized sweater and com
ASHLEY My pussy is still throbbing from earlier, my body convulsing. And damn, I love this ecstasy. And only with him. Jeremías wraps one arm around my back, steadying me while his other hand guides his cock to my opening.Slowly, he slides inside. The heat is overwhelming. My tight walls clamp down on his cock instantly. I whimper, biting my lower lip, my legs fighting the urge to wrap my legs around him and squeeze. I want to hold him so badly, but the rope that's bound on my wrists is a brutal punishment. A punishment that makes me feel alive and makes my pussy clench around him. I press my lips together, struggling not to burst out in a moan, my legs now tighten the around his waist. He gazes up at me. “Don't stifle it,” he commands in a low voice that vibrates against my body. I nod, my breath hitching. He shifts his hand from my back, sliding both hands under my thighs to fully control my weight. My pussy is throbbing and clenching at the same time, his cock filling me.
JEREMÍAS A smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth. She has been turned on long before now, but it was put on hold. Now, it has returned.I pick up the sturdy rope I had prepared earlier, scanning the texture again. The texture feels promising.I lean in, my lips brushing hers. Her warm breath presses against the skin on my face, unsteady and quick. But I don't kiss her. I don't give her the satisfaction of kissing me either. With my lips just brushing hers, I grab both of her wrist, pushing them firmly behind her back. She's distracted, her full gaze on me, her lips slightly quivering on my lips. I wind the rope around her wrist, knotting it tightly. I can feel her pulse quickening against her wrist, a rhythm that tells me exactly how much she wants this, how much she lusts for this. I pull away from her body, my dark gaze still on her. “What are you doing, Jeremías?” She asks, her brows raising. Her expression suddenly shifts from yearning to surprise and maybe… uncertainty. “It
ASHLEY Ohhh. So, he's the distant first Cruz brother in the family. Caleb never really talked about him, but whenever his mum suggested he was going to visit his brother in Spain, he would refuse, saying that he likes how they barely know each other. “Your name.” “Huh?” “What's the name, los
ASHLEY I swallow hard, my cheeks flushing red. My hands are resting on Caleb's warm chest muscle. “Yes. Definitely you and I,” he says, his smile sheepish. “If you want, it can happen now. I can quickly call up Josh for you while I have my share of fun with Mirabel. My face quickly stiffens an
ASHLEY The paintbrush slips from my hand, hitting the floor and splattering paint across the polished floor. I jerk my head around to face her. My mum and my dad are standing a few metres away from me, staring and smiling. I know that expression all too well. It is the same ‘smiling with just
ASHLEY “Boring right?” A young out-of-shape man says, leaning into my space. He holds up a bottle with the name “VODKA” boldly written on it, a greasy smile plastered on his face. “How about we go over to my place and I show you what real fun looks like?” “Fuck off, sicko,” I snap, the irritati







