How could you forgive the one who shattered you and still makes your heart burn? Seth was a broke scholarship student by day, and a forbidden secret by night. Caught between survival and desire, he sold pieces of himself until one man changed everything. Then came a night of passion that ended in tragedy… and turned his world upside down. When the truth explodes, Seth is branded as a liar, a gold-digger, and worst of all…August’s ultimate betrayal. But love this raw doesn’t die so easily. Every kiss burns like revenge, every touch blurs into need, and the line between hatred and obsession vanishes between them. He’s the boy August can’t forgive… and the man he can’t let go of.
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“Fuck, you’re so tight,” August breathed into my ears as his hips found its rhythm. He moved slickly: an in and out motion before he did his special move he loved to call the ‘twist special’ where he rotated his hips before plunging deeper. I could smell the cologne he loved to use and he knew I love, but something about it tonight just felt off. “Do you love it?” He groaned, increasing the pace of his thrusts. “Yeah,” I replied dully, willing myself to at least enjoy it. The ceiling looked unusually pale today, as if the whiteness was thinning. A testament to the fact that I lacked the finances to get it fixed. I sighed as I panned my view to something that would stimulate me. August hooked his hand around my knee, pushing it further till I folded in half like a pretzel. It gave him a better thrusting point, so he said. I sighed once more as he pulled out completely and shoved himself into me. He lasted longer than I thought he would, what time was it anyway? I flung my eyes toward the bedside table in search of the alarm clock. The pile of white papers stacked like a tower hid the tiny silver clock. Fuck, I needed this distraction. I thought sex would take my mind off it, but everything in this room reminded me of my condition. “Do you like it baby? Tell Daddy how big he is,” he moaned harder, his breathing more erratic. I knew he was close. Good. The bed squeaked in excitement as he flipped me to my side and pressed my legs together, a ninety degree angle before he raised one of my legs and placed it over his shoulders. Two warnings. That was what they had given me, if they gave me two more, they would withdraw my studentship and kick me out of the fucking school. I had been smart enough to have excellent grades in high school when the only thing I had to focus on was reading and getting those grades. But life was a bitch: she smacked me so hard when she took my mom from me. She had dropped me off at a scholarship exam for Marrowgate college: the best Private college in town. It was the only place that could hone my dreams of becoming a surgeon, but those dreams died along with my mother in the car crash. I aced the exams alright, but a part of me was still trapped in that car, its skin melted away and bones jarring white. My mother had been so burned that they had to use her enamels to identify her. “Fuck, fuck, I’m coming!” He grunted into the air as he gave his final thrust, lodging deep into me as he shot his hot burst of cum into my ass hole. He breathed heavily, his chest swelling with each deep breath. I winced as he pulled out slowly, his seeds sputtering as it poured out of me. I couldn’t find it in me to stand up, to get clean, I just wanted to lay there, to feel like the trash that I was. My life was slowly becoming meaningless. High school Valedictorian on the precipice of being kicked out because he was failing his classes. It was an ironic headline. “Did you like Daddy’s big cock in you?” He leaned in, placing kisses on my neck. I grimaced as his lips grazed mine, angling my neck away from him. “Tell me how you felt? Like the little slut that you are?” he continued, his fingers twirling the hair on my nipples. He paused, peeling himself away. I could feel his eyes boring holes into my skin, but I never turned. “Are you okay?” he asked. “Yeah, I’m fine,” I replied flatly. He scoffed, “We have been dating for two years, Seth, I know you and I know you are not fine. What is it?” He pressed. I sighed, “It’s my tuition. I need to pay or they’ll kick me out of school.” “I thought you were on a scholarship?” My eyes darted in his direction, was he kidding me? “Have you been absent for an entire month, August? I told you I was failing my classes and because of how bad my performance was, I have to cover the next session’s fees or I risk losing my studentship.” “Shit, have you asked your dad?” Was he just trying to piss me off with his stupid questions? “How many fucking times will I tell you that my dad works as a retail cashier? He can’t cover for a quarter of the tuition without starving himself!” I snapped. Everything was crumbling around me, but I didn’t need August to aggravate the fury that was burning inside of me. “I’m sorry,” he whispered before he turned toward the ceiling. The silence that blanketed the entire room came with a bonus of guilt, I didn’t mean to snap at him, I just needed solutions and not questions. “I didn’t mean to go bat shit crazy on you, I’m sorry,” I grabbed his hand, intertwining them with mine. He turned and beamed before he placed a wet kiss on my cheek. “I feel like the one time you need my help, I’m totally useless.” I turned toward me, “What do you mean?” “My sister. She busted my coke stash and my parents weren’t too happy about that. They slashed my allowance by half.” “Damn.” I mumbled with a sigh. “Yeah, damn.” “Don’t worry, I’ll sort it out...” I said with no idea how I was going to sort it out. Half a million. How the fuck do I raise half a million? As he pulled me into a cuddle, it reminded me of how a few hours from now I would have to do the same to another person for petty cash. *** I shuddered in shock as she stretched and grabbed my dick through my pants, I coughed, focusing my attention on the carpet. The stale country music blasted through the speakers, a bit on the nose since the tight shorts and white shirts already gave it away that it was a country club. “You’ve been scarce. No one can satisfy me the way you do,” Bianca said, leaning into my ear. Her hot breath fanned my face, making me squirm and itch. I swallowed the tight knot that formed in my throat. “School,” I whispered. She ran her tongue along the side of my face. I stopped myself from gagging, her breath was putrid. She pulled away and led me toward a group of men by the bar. “Yeah, I heard about the spike in the price of food, how is that...” his voice faded as I tried to stop my hands from swatting hers away. “Him? He’s a good boy, he likes it,” she pulled away then smacked my ass, grabbing a handful and tugging at it. I winced, shutting my eyes tightly. The group before me chuckled as she held me and led me to another set. “There’s someone who is eager to meet you, Seth. I have been telling him an awful lot about you, lately.”The entire room is filled with people I recognized. Not people I know, but familiar faces and people that I see on television. The controversial senator, Gerrick, is seated at the other end of the table.From him, down to his left side of the table, politicians circumference the table.I turned to whisper, “These are—” Armani nodded, his eyes still fixed on the table of men.“Yes, they are.” He knew what I was going to ask before I even did. This was why they were so powerful, why they seemed to be untouchable: they were backed by influential men who called the shots.I swallowed; their stern gazes never left me for a second.“Good evening, gentlemen,” Armani spoke crisply.“Evening? It’s the ass crack of dawn! You woke us up and made us hurry our asses down here,” another politician said. I knew his face, but his name didn’t stick.“I know, and this is a matter of urgency,” Armani said quickly.“Is this about the boy?” one spat from his side. “If it is, then I see no reason why this
Seth “Do you know what that means, Seth? Are you sure about this?” Armani asked. Of course, I wasn’t sure. I was scared out of my mind thinking about it. The fact that I was going to be involved with people who probably drank wine from other people’s skulls, who ate and dined with the most dangerous forces. How was I supposed to associate with them? What if they didn’t accept me as their leader and targeted me next? On a sunny day back from school, a black car could drive by, the windows sliding down, and then a confetti of bullets would burn through my skin. Was that what I wanted for my life? But if I didn’t do this, what was the next option? What more could I do? There was no way Mrs Edwards was going to give me the document, and robbing her house? Oh, please. With the stern look her security gave me and the electric fence that serpentined her walls, there was no chance in hell. Bribery? They looked more afraid of her than devoted. Maybe they were scared of what she would do
Seth My heart raced in my chest, but the glow from the fire still illuminated part of the forest. What the fuck had he done? How did they even know he had gone to meet with the police?Were they tracking me? Following me? Did someone leak the information? Fuck! My father—would they hurt him? Fuck, fuck! I was trapped in the back of the car, staring at the forest bubbling and the smoke darkening the already musty sky.My phone vibrated in the corner of the ground it had fallen into. It was the unknown number I had gotten used to seeing. My intestines wrangled, knotting hard in my stomach as it rang. What if they sent a picture with my father’s face bashed in?What if they sent a video of them skinning him? I was scared of what these people were up to, of what they were capable of. Time was running out and in the next few hours he would be dead.The call ended and started again. I crouched, my fingers trembling as I grabbed the phone and placed it against my ear. There was gentle breat
Seth“I’m coming with you,” I said firmly as they geared up to leave the station.“You’re staying right here; it can get dangerous,” Ada warned. Dangerous? I was far from afraid for myself — I was afraid of what these crooks would do if they spotted the police. I didn’t want them to kill my father in retaliation or in anger.I shook my head. “I don’t care. This is my father we are talking about. I can’t just wait here while everyone goes to search for him,” I said. Ada cast her eyes toward Brown, who shrugged.“But you will not leave the car at any moment,” she threatened. I nodded, even though I knew I wasn’t going to keep my end of the deal. If push came to shove, I would break the windows and tear across the battlefield to reach my father.“Let’s go,” Brown said, waving us toward the car.“We have to drive incognito because we don’t want to alert them,” Brown added as he started the engine and shifted gears. The car rolled quietly onto the street, leading a pack of two other cars f
SethThe gates closed firmly before I plummeted onto the sharp stones, my palms digging into them. I winced as the edges cut my skin, pulling blood. I scampered into a sitting position, staring blankly at the men who stood by the pillars, glaring at me. It was dark; night had clouded and soaked the entire earth.I grunted as I pushed to my feet, my cheek still stinging from the heavy blow. Anger bubbled in the base of my chest as I stared at the house behind the gate. I hated the fact that there was nothing I could do—I couldn’t jump the fence and force her to show me where it was.But I couldn’t just leave either. My father’s life was on the line.“Think, Seth.” I moved gently, my eyes trained on the men who refused to look away. It was a long walk to the road and time was precious. I peeled my phone from my pocket; it was a few minutes past nine p.m.—the night was still young.Should I go back and sleep by her gate so she would know I was serious? No—the only thing she was serious a
Seth My skin became pale as the blood drained from it. How the fuck was I supposed to go to his house and meet his wife? Not his kid — his fucking wife? How do I face her and tell her everything that is happening? How would she even look at me — as the guy that destroyed her marriage, that ruined it and converted her husband to some fag? Or worse, she would look at me like I was responsible for his death. Deep down, I had that feeling. Maybe I was gentle and... fuck it, this isn’t the time to think about this. You need to save your dad. “Thank you, Armani,” I said as calmly as I could before pushing off the chair and speeding out of the room. “Don’t do anything stupid,” he shouted, but I was too far gone to listen to his advice. I prayed that she was home when I threw myself into the cab and gave the driver directions. All the while my heart raced faster than the angry wheels of the cab as we sped down the road. My brain juggled the thoughts that swam in my mind. What would I
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