LOGINXavier’s Point of ViewMy eyebrows furrowed at Christian’s reaction towards Lana. Did something happen between them?The last time I remembered they were quite close, my eyes flickered suspiciously towards her; her jaws were clenched, and her lips trembled hard.Her amber eyes were locked on him, full of that soft, trembling vulnerability that made my blood boil. I was standing right fucking here — the one who had buried himself inside her last night, the one who had marked her skin until she couldn’t walk straight — yet she was looking at him.I had never thought there would be a day I would ever be jealous of my miserable half-brother, but today, I fucking was.And the only reason I agreed to speak to him was that I wanted Lana to stop looking at him.“Alright,” I flexed my shoulders, slipping both of my hands into my pockets.Lana’s fingers gripped my jacket like she could hold me back.“No,” she whispered, voice cracking. “If you go with him, you’re going to fight. I don’t want ei
Lana’s Point of View“You’re mine,” Christian pressed his lips against my mouth, tongue delved in like a claim. The kiss was brutal, hungry, punishing. My body trembled violently in the aftermath of the orgasm that had just ripped through me, my thighs slick, my pussy still pulsing around the ghost of his cock.“Not Christian, not anyone else, all fucking mine.”My heart palpitated in my chest at the reminder of Christian. “Every fucking inch of you belongs to me.”I bit down on my lips, as shame washed over me, realizing that I had just given myself to him.Despite the shame that flooded through me, I wanted him to do it again. My body feels sore, but in a good way. My pussy was still tingling from the aftermath of the pleasure that rocked my body.But my mind pondered with the thought of Christian in my head, I pulled back, shutting my eyes tightly. Why the hell did it feel like I had committed a great sin against Christian when he was the one who pushed me away?“Eyes on me, love.”
Christian’s Point of ViewLana’s hands were pinned above her head. I loved the way her body felt in my embrace, the way she moaned in response to my touch. I wanted to hear those desperate and needy whimpers.The raw, guttural need that made her body squirm hard against mine.“Mhm!” She groaned, still trying to spit out the panties that I folded in her mouth.“You have no idea how fucking ridiculous you look,” I muttered, pulling down her bottom lip. My other hand fondled her pussy, which was warm, wet, and creaming for me.I searched for her opening; it was tight. Her body jerked when I tried to put my finger in. “That hurts?” I queried; she was too tight.I need to open her up, so she could take me, her fingers clawed at my upper arm as if he was warning me not to.“It’s going to hurt only for a moment,” I explained. “But I’m going to try to make it less painful for you.”I hoovered at the entrance, thrusting against her body softly.“Relax…” I whispered against her ear, and then
Lana’s point of view.My feet were rooted to the floor with heaviness, and my eyes blinked once, twice, three times.And that was when I realized…It was not a dream, nor was it an imagination. Christian just yelled at me, slammed the door in my face after he told me to leave and never contact him again. My chest tightened, unwilling to believe it, tears stung in my eyes, and I blinked hard, trying to control the stirring emotion in my chest.I trusted him, even after everything he did; I wanted to see the good in him, to even think that I was beginning to like him.The tears I had been desperately holding back finally slipped down my cheeks. I should have known. Someone who bullied me before he even knew who I truly was… someone who turned me into his personal errand girl, his slave—someone like that could never change.I should have known. Someone like him could never love anyone… He used me.My body stiffened, my hands trembling as the realization sank in.A sour taste flooded my
Christian’s Point of View“Do you think I’m scared of you?” Veronica asked, her lips twisting into a wicked smile, and my eyes narrowed. I knew she was a bitch, and rich bitches like her are rarely scared of anything. She has her daddy’s money to cover up her mistakes, no matter what they may be. “I know that all you are is just the scared little boy who is looking for the validation of his mommy.”She chuckled.“What are you going to do?” Her head cock to the side, her green eyes narrowed mockingly. “Run to tell your mommy about how much you hate me. Suck it up, loser, our family wants us to be together—we don’t have any choice.”“Is that the only reason you have refused to let go?” I asked, pressing her even harder against the wall. “Or is it just your pride? You can’t admit it to your parents that I rejected a girl like you, you never even loved me, you cheated on me all through our relationship.”She blinked back hard.”In relationships like this, having a couple of lovers is not s
Christian’s Point of View“What is going on here?” My head snapped towards the stairs again when I heard Father’s voice. He stood there looking down at us with his piercing grey eyes, but something lifted in his gaze when he noticed Xavier.But then another frown reached his face when he noticed that my mother was standing very close to Xavier, he began to walk down the stairs heading towards us.“Lorenza, I hope you’re not bullying, Xavier.” His voice thundered as he reached beneath the stairs.My hands balled into fists at my sides, it felt as if I was invisible.“How could I bully him? After he won such a wonderful competition, standing above his peers as an outstanding student.” Her eyes flickered towards me. “Those are the true qualities of a real Blackwell.”“I think I should go,” I suggested.“No,” Father stopped me before I could leave, “You should stay, this dinner is to celebrate Xavier’s victory. I heard from the principal that you played very well too, Christian.”Mother’s
Lana’s Point of View “Lana you must have gone crazy,” I chastised myself as I hurried along the hallways, heading for Christian’s room.Initially, I checked for him just as soon as we were done with class, but he wasn’t there, so I went back to my dorm room…. then I was unfortunate to walk in on
Xavier’s Point of View “Xavier seems like the kind of person who would be meek and gentle in bed.” My eyes flickered towards the next sentence. “I personally preferred he would at least suck and bite me in all my sensitive spots like he did in my dreams.” I felt a sharp rush of adrenaline in m
Lana’s Point of ViewIt was kind of hectic today at sports, because Xavier got so mad, it made me confused, why he defended me so much when we barely even talk. Though, I realized he seemed focused on me since yesterday, and he talked more.I don’t want to believe all this is happening because he li
Xavier’s Point of ViewAlan is bad… no bad is an understatement, he is horrible at this game.Considering that he is relatively shorter and smaller than the rest of us, they used their bigger body as an advantage to him, and he was barely able to make any hit. And the other team noticed he seemed







