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Suspicion

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last update publish date: 2026-05-08 20:20:01

Christian’s Point of View

My father usually isn’t bothered about what I do or what happens to me, partly because he knows I could take care of myself, and also maybe because he expects nothing from me.

I was the useless son who solely depended on his wealthy father for everything.

Just like my mother, he is obsessed with Xavier. He is always trying to get my brother to notice him, always desperate to be part of his life, even though Xavier has rejected him countless times.

It used to bother me
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  • Beauty In The Boy's Dorm    Mine Vs Yours

    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

  • Beauty In The Boy's Dorm    At What Cost

    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.”

  • Beauty In The Boy's Dorm    All Mine

    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

  • Beauty In The Boy's Dorm    Let Me

    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

  • Beauty In The Boy's Dorm    My Resolve

    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

  • Beauty In The Boy's Dorm    Shut Your Mouth

    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

  • Beauty In The Boy's Dorm    You Owe Me Nothing

    Christian’s Point of ViewAs much as I wanted to pretend otherwise, I knew exactly what I was supposed to do.I needed to stop seeing Lana.Stop being involved with her.As much as my selfishness resisted it, I couldn’t risk her secrets being exposed just because I liked her—no, wanted her—more tha

  • Beauty In The Boy's Dorm    Quite Talented

    Lana’s Point of ViewMy eyebrows furrowed as I tried to piece everything together.Bobby claimed he knew Xavier well, and Xavier hadn’t denied it. Xavier also claimed his uncle had paid his tuition in full, which made no sense. If someone could afford that, then why was he staying in a dorm meant f

  • Beauty In The Boy's Dorm    Unravelling

    Robert’s Point of ViewI had been working all day in my study when my eyes flickered toward the photo on my desk—a framed headshot of my lovely Avery.In the photo, she wore a wide, toothy smile. It reminded me of the day I first met her.I remembered it vividly.I had just returned from France to

  • Beauty In The Boy's Dorm    Behind Closed Doors

    Xavier’s Point of ViewFive years ago….I knocked on Christian’s door, my feet tapping impatiently against the floor, waiting for him to come open the door, but he didn’t. I knocked again, harder this time, and it took a while before I heard the little footsteps that approached the door.Christian

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