เข้าสู่ระบบAmelia's POVBrittany was half way naked, her back to me, hungrily kissing a man she was on top of on the bed. I mean, she ate this man's face, and it's only when I saw his hair that I knew who he was.Chris.A gasp escaped me, and heads whipped towards my direction.Chris's eyes widened in shock and maybe fear for some reason. “Amelia, Amelia, I can explain…”I was honestly just stunned by the whole thing. Brittany's face carried no emotion as she stared me down like I just ruined her fun. She almost glared at me. She was making out with Chris on my father's matrimonial bed. Oh the type of audacity I aspire to have. Chris kept trying to beg desperately like a fish caught in a net but apparently, she had had enough of it.“Shut it, Chris.”She immediately went back to hungrily kissing him, and he just completely melted, his arms wrapped around her waist like he couldn't help himself, like it's all he's been wanting to do.I appreciate finished men, although Chris never struck me as
Amelia's POVDane left me on the bed for an hour, and I just laid there, exhausted and swimming in a pool of cum and saliva. Somehow I was still alive, and I felt myself getting lifted and taken straight into the bathroom, where I was properly showered and washed clean. He took good care of me like he wasn't the one that put me in this mess.“You know I really hate you, right?” I asked, the minute he took me out and started wiping me dry.“I love you. I don't hate you at all.” I did love him.He dressed me up, and he carried me in bridal style downstairs to the living room, leaving me naked. I had marks all over. I will not let him near me for a month, and I mean it this time.When the first whiff of food hit me, I was moved to tears. So he cooked, that's why he left me for that long. I was literally dancing on his body, my anger suddenly a past memory.As usual, he didn't let me feed myself. I was properly spoonfed until the food finished. I was beyond satisfied.After he let me res
Amelia's POVThat night I had a sleepover with Brittany. I did say I had plans to get us joined by the hips at this point. We ate a ton of pregnancy safe snacks and saw old movies. We talked about stupid shit. If anyone told me I'd become so close to her earlier on, I would've called them a big fat liar.She's still all of those things, but I was beginning to appreciate it now. In fact I loved it. Having someone complain about how short your skirt is, even though you're not going to listen and change, is really nice. I felt cared for by her, and I'll never take it for granted.Two days later, I met Dane in his office. He sent me a text the minute I strolled into the office late. Yes, remember when he promised he'll never send me to the white room anymore and said it was okay to disrespect him? Yeah, I've been doing that a little bit, like today, but I'm punctual more times than I'm not, I swear. I'm late once every two weeks, and I think that's okay. If people noticed, that was th
Amelia's POVI didn't see Dane for a week. He lied. He travelled, and he didn't even tell me he was traveling, until I found out he travelled with my dad, and it was super urgent, none of them could actually reach out to me first.So, I forgave him.On the second day, he called apologizing and begging me profusely, telling me about how it wasn't his fault. I already knew that, so I let it slide. The third day came and went, and I was beginning to get a fever. It disappeared by morning, but I knew he was the cause of it.I've never been more in love with another human in my entire life, not even that fucking Coby. On the fourth day, I was busy at work when he called me.And although he was also busy last night, he stayed up to hear me ramble on and on about the stupid shit I did the whole day and what happened in the office. Basic gossip. Yes, I was cheap gossiping with him, just because I needed someone to talk to.He literally called me on video. Is he out of his mind? I was litera
Amelia's POVIn other news, those messages from that number never stopped coming. It moved from simple messages to threats, and Dane said that for the first time in his life, he couldn't track down the number. He sounded shocked as he said it, like he couldn't believe it himself.He promised he'd still keep looking though, and our self defense classes came to an end. I was pretty grounded now, my bones stronger, my stamina too.I never forgot about the fact that his social media following was chasing mine bumper to bumper, and I began to get jealous. Dane doesn't post much because he's obviously not an influencer, but he posts about work and events, so while it's mostly office related, he still looks dashing. He always did in all the photos, so sexy and all man. It was intense to look at.He's not cheating on me, I doubt he even could because he was heavily obsessed with me, but women were all over him in the comments, and I hated it.I don't want women to look at him, I don't want
Amelia's POV“You know, your grandma used to paint too, just like Brittany. My mother.”“Oh. Really?” That came as a rude shock to me. It's sad how I didn't really know much about him because I was too busy trying to know myself. Guess what? I still didn't know myself fully. Isn't that the stupidest thing ever?He nodded his head to my question.“Too bad you never got to meet her. She was amazing, a really good artist too, even in the midst of my father being the biggest asshole on the planet.”“How so?” I eyed him suspiciously.He just sighed like he was currently reliving his childhood. I wished I could see it perfectly through his eyes, exactly how he lived.“It's sad how I was always so busy when you were growing up. Having these discussions with you now is soothing. Well, my father was a drunkard, and he used to see so many women. Painting kept my mother together. Kept the rest of us together.”I couldn't believe my ears. His words literally rang until they settled around me. My







