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COFFEE DATE

作者: Mide L.
last update 公開日: 2026-04-04 16:56:26

The silence that followed the party was heavier than the music had ever been.

​I woke up to a house that felt like it was nursing a collective migraine. The morning sun was relentless, cutting through the gaps in my curtains and mocking the absolute disaster I knew was waiting for me outside my bedroom door.

​My head throbbed, but it wasn't from alcohol this time—it was the memory of his Wing. The memory of the way Xavier had looked at me, trapped between his arms and the matte black wall, his
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  • DESIRE UNDER THE SAME ROOF    COFFEE DATE

    The silence that followed the party was heavier than the music had ever been.​I woke up to a house that felt like it was nursing a collective migraine. The morning sun was relentless, cutting through the gaps in my curtains and mocking the absolute disaster I knew was waiting for me outside my bedroom door.​My head throbbed, but it wasn't from alcohol this time—it was the memory of his Wing. The memory of the way Xavier had looked at me, trapped between his arms and the matte black wall, his breath ghosting over my lips until I thought I might actually catch fire.​I forced myself out of bed, pulling on a pair of oversized sweatpants to go with my wrinkled t-shirt. I needed water. I needed to know if last night was a fever dream or a funeral for whatever "peace" we had left.The grand staircase was a graveyard of red plastic cups, discarded high heels, and a smell that was a sickening cocktail of stale beer and expensive cologne. It was as if a hurricane of privilege had ripped thro

  • DESIRE UNDER THE SAME ROOF    SELF CONTROL

    I felt paralyzed, my eyes darting from the hard, wet lines of his chest back to the silver-framed photo I had almost touched. I was a trespasser in his most private sanctuary, and the look in his eyes told me he knew exactly how much of his soul I’d just tried to peek at.​Xavier didn’t move, but the temperature in the room seemed to drop. He didn't cover himself; he didn't even seem to care that he was standing there in nothing but black boxers while I stood trembling in a thin t-shirt that felt like it was made of glass.​"I said... I got lost," I repeated, my voice cracking under the weight of his stare.​"You're a liar, Summer," he rasped, his voice low and dangerous. He took a single step forward, the light from the hallway catching the damp curve of his shoulder. "You didn't get lost. You were hunting. Looking for a weakness? Looking for something to tell your mother so she can tighten her grip on my father's throat?"​"No! I just... I saw the door open and—"​"Get out." He simp

  • DESIRE UNDER THE SAME ROOF    BREAKING HIS RULE

    ​By noon, the hangover had transitioned into a hollow, gnawing hunger. I padded into the kitchen, my bare feet silent on the cold marble. I hadn't bothered with a real outfit—I just threw on an oversized vintage t-shirt that swallowed my frame, reaching just past my mid-thigh. I hadn't even put on a bra, the soft cotton brushed against my skin, and the chill of the industrial-sized kitchen made my nipples peak prominently against the thin fabric.​I just wanted coffee and toast. Something simple. Something that didn't require a chef.​I managed to get the toaster going, the smell of browning bread finally making me feel human again. But the artisanal coffee beans were tucked away on the highest shelf of a sleek, white-lacquered cupboard.​"Who even designs these things? Giants?" I muttered, dragging a heavy wooden stool toward the counter.​It wasn't enough. I stood on my tiptoes, my fingers straining toward the silver canister. I reached higher, my back arching as I stretched every i

  • DESIRE UNDER THE SAME ROOF    PARENTS ON A TRIP

    The steaming hot shower did little to wash away the pounding in my head, but it managed to scrub the scent of the frat house off my skin. I dressed in a simple oversized sweater and leggings—something comfortable enough to hide the fact that I felt like I was vibrating out of my own skin.​I descended the grand staircase with cautious steps, my hand gripping the mahogany railing. ​As I reached the bottom, the clink of silver against china led me toward the dining room. The morning sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making everything look too bright, too clean, and far too perfect. ​My mother and William were already seated at the head of the massive table, a spread of fruit, pastries, and coffee laid out between them. Xavier was nowhere to be seen. ​"Summer! Good morning, darling," my mother chirped, her face glowing with a level of happiness that felt almost offensive. "You’re just in time. Come, sit. "​William offered a polite nod, his eyes kind behind his glasse

  • DESIRE UNDER THE SAME ROOF    THE HANGOVER

    The silence in the car was more suffocating than the smell of the party. Xavier had spent five minutes cleaning the side of his car with a rag he kept in the trunk, his movements stiff and radiating a quiet, vibrating fury. When he finally got into the driver’s seat, he didn't look at me. He just slammed the gear into reverse and tore away from the curb.​I leaned my head against the cool glass of the window, the world outside a blur of streetlights and shadows. My stomach felt like it had been through a blender, and my throat burned.​"I told you I hate you" I whispered, my voice cracking.​"The feeling is mutual, believe me," Xavier snapped, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel. "But unfortunately for both of us, if you end up dead or in some guy's bed on your first night, my father will make it my problem. I don't like problems, Summer. Especially ones that smell like cheap vodka and regret"​"You don't know anything about me," I muttered, closing my eyes. "You think

  • DESIRE UNDER THE SAME ROOF    GETTING DRUNK

    The bass was a physical force, vibrating through the soles of my sneakers and rattling my ribcage before I even crossed the threshold. It was 7:00 PM and the Sigma Chi house was glowing like a neon-lit monster in the middle of the dark street.I stood on the sidewalk, my fingers twisting the hem of my denim skirt. Part of me wanted to turn around, call Arthur, and retreat to the silent safety of the Knight mansion. But then I remembered my mother’s fake smile and Xavier’s cold, mocking "Princess," and I realized I’d rather be anywhere else but there.​I took a breath and walked in.​The air inside was thick—a mix of cheap beer, expensive perfume, and sweat. It was fucking wild. In the foyer alone, a couple was practically fused together against the wall, oblivious to the crowd surging past them. Red cups were everywhere, and the music was so loud it felt like it was trying to beat my heart for me.​"Summer! You actually came!"​I turned to see Maya weaving through the chaos, a bright

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