LOGINJem's POV I stood there quietly, not fighting it this time. I just let everything happen. The warm shower water ran down our body as Dante stood closely behind me, we were both completely naked as we took a bath together like it was the most normal thing ever.Dante's hands moved slowly over my back, steady and calm as he helped me scrub my back gently.I kept my eyes down, focusing on nothing in particular, just trying to get through it.It was quiet, and somehow I felt… at ease. Too at ease for a moment like this, and that was what made me question it.I began to wonder why on earth I was feeling peaceful with Dante standing so close behind me. The situation was just too far from normal, yet I was feeling warm enough to want to remain under this shower with him for as long as it might take.The only sound that seemed to exist in that moment was the water running over us, filling the space between us with something I couldn’t quite explain.Unlike my usual self, I didn’t speak. I
Mara's POV Cruz froze, taken aback. “What the hell was that?” he asked, his tone shifting instantly.I turned to him, my eyes blazing. “What does it look like? I’m not in the mood, so fuck off, dickhead.”He let out a short laugh, disbelief written all over his face. “Not in the mood? You’re the one who asked me to come over that you were horny and here I am, and…” he choked, “...and you're suddenly not in the mood—?”I didn’t hold back, I turned around and snapped, “Yes, I’m telling you that I’m not in the fucking mood anymore! Is that supposed to be a crime?” I shot back.Cruz was completely stunned by the change in my behaviour.Just a few moments ago, I was dripping wet and was so into it that we almost had sex in the living room couch, not until my uncle walked in on us and stopped it.Now, I’m suddenly cold and distant, and he clearly can’t understand why.Cruz stared at me for a moment, then ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “You can’t just switch up like that, Mara.
Mara's POV I pressed my ear harder against Dante's door, holding my breath as I listened carefully to everything happening inside.At first, everything inside was muffled, unclear, like distant movement behind thick walls. But then the sounds became more distinct—low voices, uneven breathing, something shifting, something… wrong.My brows slowly furrowed.Then I heard it again.A sound that didn’t belong to silence. A sound that made my stomach twist.My eyes widened as the realization slowly sank in.“No—” the word suddenly slipped out of my mouth.“No… that couldn’t be right—” I thought.I just hope I was mishearing things right now.I leaned in even more, my heart beginning to pound loudly in my chest as I strained to hear more clearly. I needed to be sure it's not what I'm thinking right now. It definitely cannot be.But even as I pressed my ear harder against the thick door and listened carefully, it still turned out to be the same muffling sound coming out of the room.There we
Jem's POV At this point, my mind began to scream at me to move, to stop this, to pay him away, but my body felt frozen under the weight of his presence.Dante stayed close, watching me carefully, as if studying every reaction I made. His voice came low and steady, calm in a way that made everything worse.“Look at you,” he said quietly. “You keep saying no, but your body is telling a completely different story.”I shook my head weakly, trying to deny it, trying to pull myself together, but even that felt difficult.And in that same instant, Dante grabbed my cock again, this time around, it was completely rough and firm.I groaned and slammed my hands against his shoulders to steady myself. And before I could catch my breath, he started moving his hands around my length in a slow, deliberate manner, like he already knew exactly how to break me.He didn’t rush. He never rushed. That was what made it worse.“You’re confused,” he continued, his tone almost patient now, but his hands neve
Jem's POV In that instant, my thoughts completely scattered. All I could hear was his voice—low, firm, and absolute—like a command I didn’t know how to refuse. I didn’t hesitate. I was too scared to. So without thinking much, my hands suddenly moved on their own and I slowly began to unbutton my shirt.Even though my movements were sluggish and uncertain, I kept going, piece by piece, like something inside me had already stopped resisting. When my shirt was finally off and my pants followed, I stood there frozen, exposed and tense, my breathing uneven.My arms dropped awkwardly to my sides as I tried to process what was happening, my mind screaming at me to move, to think, to do something—but nothing came.Dante's eyes moved toward my lower part, then he rolled his eyes. “Take off the boxers as well—” he said.I shook my head quickly, and my hands immediately flew to my groin to press down my rising cock.I can't let him see that I was getting hard.I wasn't enjoying any of this so
Jem's POV I kept walking, but every step felt heavier than the last. My body moved, but my mind was still stuck behind me, stuck on Dante. I kept turning my head repeatedly, glancing back at him as if he might suddenly change his mind or laugh and tell me it was all a joke. But Dante didn’t change. He followed slowly behind me with that same calm expression, almost indifferent, like none of this required effort from him at all.He was smiling faintly.That was the part that scared me the most.It wasn’t a loud or cruel smile. It was controlled, quiet, and certain. Like he already knew how everything would end before I even stepped into it.My feet finally crossed the bathroom threshold, and the door closed softly behind us. The sound of it locking into place echoed louder than it should have, and I felt my chest tighten instantly.Dante’s bathroom is large and magnificent. Though this wasn’t the first time I was stepping into his bathroom, it still felt different—like every time I
Dante's POV I let out a slow breath and finally began to explain everything to my mom.She didn’t interrupt me. She just sat there quietly, listening. Even though I wasn’t used to sharing my personal matters with anyone, something about this felt different… urgent. I just thought it was better to
Jem's POV Then suddenly, he jerked back on his own, as if something had pierced through him from the inside. He pulled away instantly.My fingers shot to my lips immediately, trembling as I stared at him in confusion, fear, and complete disbelief.“What… what was that…?” I whispered shakily.“Fuck
Jem's POV I forced myself to stand quickly from the bed, my mind scrambling for something—anything that would buy me time.A fake smile spread across my face, as I began to speak, “It’s probably the network,” I said quickly, trying to sound casual. “It must be bad… maybe I should just go to the hos
Jem's POV Dante didn’t respond. He just continued to stare at me… as if he was waiting for me to say something else.Then he scoffed lightly and slid his phone onto the table beside him.“Hurt your mom?” he repeated with a soft laugh. “Come on… I have a mother too. Why would I hurt yours?”He paus







