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I couldn’t believe the energy in here. It was both crazy and wild. Pretty sure they mean the same thing, but yeah, you get the point.The cheering crowd, loud music, fans screaming and chanting Kyler’s name in a chaotic rhythm that just brought the mini stadium to life.And I was right up front. Experiencing it all firsthand.Close enough to see the beads of sweat already glistening on Kyler’s neck on stage. Close enough to feel the bass of the music. And close eno“Your point?” Kyler repeated slowly. He looked at Sila, like, really looked at him, and something ugly twisted in his expression. “You hear that, brother? That’s all Dad’s ever wanted. For me to be more like you.” “Nobody is asking you to be like me.” “Of course he is.” Kyler was fuming. His voice was loud, shaking the table. “Sorry, I’m not perfect like Dad’s favourite show cow.” “What did you just call me?!” Silas yelled back for the first time, and I squeaked. “I called you a fucking show cow! Sorry, I don’t get hard from quarterly reports and board meetings!” Okay, that’s enough. “Stop it!” I yelled, abruptly standing to my feet. I wedged myself between them, my small frame consumed by their tall bodies. Mama and Mona stood up too and Papa came to drag me out of the eye of the hurricane, but I didn’t budge. “You two need to stop this right now. This isn’t right!” I said, my voice pleading for them to reason wi
I wasn’t even gone five minutes, but when I returned, the entire mood felt suffocating and tense. It felt like everyone was sitting on a ticking time bomb, and any sudden movement would make everything blow up in our faces. David had laid out the first course while I was away in the washroom. Seared scallop that looked like edible art. But even with this delicious-looking display, nobody seemed to pay it attention. I quietly slipped back into my seat between the twins, my earlier cockiness had suddenly evaporated. I turned to Silas, then Kyler, but neither of them even spared me a second glance, and the looks on their faces were cold, almost annoyed. Most definitely annoyed. Kyler’s jaw was tight, his fingers drumming a familiar angry beat against the table. Silas sat perfectly still beside me, but I could feel the coiled tension in his body. Any tighter and he would definitely snap. Did we get busted?! My heart skipped a beat at the thought. I finally
Why were they torturing me like this? Barely thirty minutes since we got here and the Twins were already ambushing me like this. Weren’t they worried either of our parents would notice? I looked between the two of them, my hands still pinned against their dicks, stimulating them. But these bastards, if they were turned on, were doing a pretty damn good job at hiding it as they engaged in a conversation with our mothers. Fine. If they wanted to play this game with me, I gotta make it good. If these two thought they could mess with me, they were in for a…stimulating experience. David, the old butler walked into the dining room with the bottle of wine we’d come with. His movements were calm, and deliberate as he greeted the house. He was surely a vampire. I just couldn’t prove it yet. The guy barely ages, I mean it. Ever since I was a little girl, his physical appearance hasn’t changed at all, but his looks were nothing compared to his efficiency
The dining hall glowed warmly under the soft chandelier light; long table already set with fine China and polished silverware. The scent of herbs, citrus, and slow-roasted meat practically had been drooling and my tummy rumbling. But since Mama was watching me like a hawk, I had to respect the lady like image she always thought me to put up whenever we attended anything formal. Even if it was just a simple family dinner with family friends, I had to be on my best behavior. Papa and Alec were already neck deep in business and politics before we even sat down. While Mama and Mona were seated side by side across from us. Alec was at the head, while Papa sat to the left of him. Silas took the empty chair to my right. And kyler took the one to my left, while I just stared at my phone, playing Royal Rush because now that we were all in the same place, I didn’t know what to say or act. It was easier when I thought they didn’t know I was sleeping with both of them, which, of course they di
The iron gates of the Konstantino estate came into clear view as our car approached. “Good evening.” the security at the gate welcomed us and I peeked my head from the back seat before my dad could respond. “Hi, Franky!” I greeted the old man. Franky has been with the Konstantinos’ for so long he’s practically family at this point. “Hah. Hello little miss, trust you had fun at the concert?” the corners of his eyes forming crows' feet when he smiled. “Sure did.” “Good to see you Frank, how’s the Mrs?” Papa asked this time. “Still kicking, she is.” the old security responded fondly. “Tell her I’m still waiting on her recipe for that fisherman’s stew.” my mother added as an afterthought and he nodded. “Will do, Mrs. Andramos.” After a few more pleasantries, we pulled into the main compound. Sunday dinners at the Konstantinos’ were kind of a tradition for us. And according to Papa
My heart leaped straight into my throat when I saw him jump off that banister. Who did he think he was? Batman? He landed smoothly, knees bending slightly to absorb the impact before straightening, as if what he did wasn’t reckless. “Ouch. Hah. That hurt…” he winced as he wiggled his right leg. Silas didn’t even look half as surprised or worried as I was, he just let out an irritated sigh, a contrast to my worry as I went to inspect him for any bruises. “Dude, what the hell?!” I say as I grab his arm. Kyler grinned, completely unapologetic. “Relax, Princess. Nothing's broken.” Why do I even bother with this idiot sometimes? I let go of his arm harshly and folded my arms over my chest and glared at him. “Keep that up and you’d end up with more than just a sprained ankle,” I warned him. “Is that a fact, Lisa?” he closed the remaining distance between us and leaned in just enough that the space between us was almost gone. “Do
My heart was beating in my throat and my arms hurt from how much I was tugging and withering beneath Silas as he wrecked me senseless. And the only thing I could do was let my legs wrap around his waist. It was all on instinct I wanted him deeper, needed him, but Silas pressed my thighs down and
I slapped Silas's hand away from me and frowned. “How long have you known?” Another silence fell upon us again as I waited for an answer to the dreaded question. It was Silas who broke the ice. “We’re sorry, Lisa, it was his idea.” Silas offered me an apologetic smile, but I s
“Do you want me to fuck you, Princess?” he whispered, torturing me with his gestures. He was testing me, he wanted me to tell him just how bad I wanted him to touch me more than this. Just how desperate I was to have him pump me full of him that I can almost taste it. “Do you want it?” his finger
“He’s so happy to see you, princess.” Silas slipped off his glasses and placed them down on the desk beside him, while I remained focused on his thick shaft that was before me. Where should I start from? Tip to bottom or Bottom to tip? “How are you going to welcome him?” “Like this.” Wi







