INICIAR SESIÓNLana’s Point of View“Christian?”I stumbled back, heart slamming against my ribs. He wasn’t supposed to be here. His team lost, so he couldn’t come with us on the trip yesterday. So, what the hell was he doing at the resort?His tired blue eyes softened the moment they landed on me. Bruises from yesterday’s fight with Xavier still marked his face, dull and fading. For a second, he looked at me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered.It made my chest ache.“It’s me.” His voice was gentle, like leaves rustling in the evening breeze.A clear contrast to how he had treated me the previous days, and that conversation that we had in front of his dorm room, where he claimed to have just ‘used’ me.Did he think I was going to forget all about it, just because he is now in front of me, looking at me with those needy eyes of his that make me so weak in the knees?My eyes flickered back to his face, looking at the now dull bruises on his face, the ones he got from fighting Xavier
Bobby’s Point of View“I think we should stop now,” Jensen muttered as he sank back into the bed. “We have tried, and we have been trying for more than a month now.”I froze with my back to him, my jaw tight. The words landed like spit on my face.All my efforts to find Christian’s dorm have been futile, and I was on the brink of losing my mind now.“Giving up isn’t an option,” I snapped, my voice tight. “Just stop telling me to give up, you know how that makes me feel.”“I’m saying this because I’m worried Xavier will report this to his father,” Jensen answered again, and I rolled my eyes. “You know how sensitive my father gets at the topics regarding my sexuality—I don’t want to be lectured again.”I didn’t care about him.I didn’t care about anyone else.The only person I cared about was Christian.Jensen needs to understand that this isn’t just an ordinary crush, and I cannot just forget him. I have always wanted Christian, right from when I was a little boy.And the more he tries
Lana’s Point of ViewXavier wasn’t talking to me anymore; nothing I said to him convinced him enough to let me finish.Not in the bus.Not on the plan.Not even when we got to the island.But someone had to be responsible for his actions. I was furious. Horny. And dangerously close to losing my mind.I have had to walk around with the slick of my wetness in between my legs, and I have had to clasp my thighs together, trying to somehow bear through the aching.The frustration burned through my body like liquid fire.And I have never been angrier… when he wasn’t going to finish me, why the hell did he start? I thought through the journey that the ache would somehow dull out, or that the throbbing would stop, but it did not.I almost began to hump on my seat, but I managed to hold out until we got to the resort that was provided for us.They gave the school’s volleyball team four rooms, with two rooms in each, so naturally, I got paired with Xavier.“You’re allowed to rest for today, tra
Lana’s Point of ViewI wanted to help Christian, but Xavier didn’t let me; he pulled my wrists and dragged me off. Just like he had said, the bus was here, and he released me the moment we got back into the yard.“Hey, are you okay?” Shepherd jogged over, reaching for Xavier’s face.Xavier slapped his hand away.“I’m fine, it’s just a small scratch.” He answered gruffly, I didn’t know what they discussed about but Xavier seemed so mad.My gaze flickered back as I climbed onto the bus, and I tried to catch a glimpse of Christian. His wounds looked terrible, and he didn’t even try to fight back.“What the hell were you thinking, running to him like that?” Xavier asked once we were seated. His hand claimed mine again, fingers tight with raw possessiveness, as if I might vanish if he let go.“Maybe if you weren’t trying to kill him, I wouldn’t have to run to him.” I snapped back, snatching my hands away from him. “I clearly told you, I didn’t want him to get hurt, and you did the complete
Christian’s Point of ViewThe pain cracked my nose open, like it was a nut, but somehow none of that seemed to hurt more than the knowledge of Lana being with Christian.I was slammed hard to the ground. Xavier hopped on me, punching me repeatedly. I shielded my face at first, trying to block all the attacks, but then I heard her voice.“Xavier, no!” It was soft, sweet, angelic, reaching out to me from the depths of despair.From a distance, I could hear the commotion all around us, but she stood out to me more.So, I pulled back my arms, allowing Xavier to punch me even harder in the face.I hate him so much.I hate Xavier with every fiber of my body.He takes everything away from me… father and mother were mine first, and he took them away from me.I met Lana first, and yet again, he wanted her.He could have any fucking woman he wants; anyone would accept him the way he is. He is handsome and the masculine man every woman seems to want.Unlike me, the only person who seemed to be i
Xavier’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







