LOGINROXETTEThe next morning, after a restless night filled with fragmented dreams of laughter, flashing cameras, and Diana’s cold smile, I made a decision I couldn’t put off any longer.I needed to see my mom.No matter how messy my life had become, no matter how much pain I was carrying from the party and everything else, she was still my mother. The bruises on her face from the last time I saw her had haunted me for days. I couldn’t just leave her there with Dave.I told Chandler over a quiet breakfast in the sunlit dining room. He listened without interrupting, his dark eyes steady on mine. When I finished, he simply nodded.“I’ll go with you.”I didn’t argue. Part of me was relieved. The other part was terrified of what he might see — the dirty apartment, the chaos, the ugliness I had tried so hard to escape from.We drove in relative silence. Chandler’s hand rested on my thigh the entire way, a steady, grounding presence. When we finally pulled up in front of the rundown apartment b
CHANDLERRoxette finally fell asleep in my arms, her breathing slow and even against my chest. Her body was soft, warm, and utterly spent from the long night we had shared. I held her for a while longer, one hand slowly stroking her back, the other resting possessively on her hip. The silk sheets barely covered her, leaving the curve of her waist and the red marks I had left on her ass visible in the low light. She looked peaceful now — no tears, no tension, just the faint flush of exhaustion and satisfaction on her cheeks.I pressed one last kiss to her forehead before carefully disentangling myself. She murmured something soft and incoherent but didn’t wake. Good. She needed the rest after everything she had been through today.I slipped out of bed, pulled on a pair of black lounge pants, and moved to the sitting area of the master suite. The city lights glittered through the tall windows as I picked up my phone from the side table. The screen lit up with notifications, but I ignore
CHANDLERThe dining room was quiet that night, the kind of heavy silence that pulsed with unspoken hunger.Only the soft clink of silverware against fine china dared to interrupt it. Diana was gone — probably too scared to face me and hiding in that little condo she bought for her boyfriend. Perfect. I didn’t want anyone here tonight. Not when Roxette sat across from me wearing nothing but one of my oversized white shirts, her hair still damp from the shower, cheeks flushed from the wine and the way I kept staring at her like she was my next meal.She looked fucking edible.I watched her over the rim of my glass as she nervously pushed the last bites of food around her plate. My gaze traced the elegant line of her neck, the way my shirt hung loosely off one shoulder, exposing the soft skin I’d marked with my teeth and lips just hours ago. Every tiny shift reminded me of how she’d looked last night — bent over, ass cherry-red from my belt, pussy dripping and clenching while she sobbe
ROXETTE I woke up slowly, my body aching in the most delicious and painful ways all at once.Every muscle felt used, stretched, and thoroughly claimed. My ass still burned faintly from Chandler’s belt, my thighs were sore from being spread so wide, and between my legs… God, my pussy throbbed with a deep, raw ache that made even the slightest shift of my hips send a sharp reminder of how relentlessly he had fucked me last night.I blinked against the soft morning light filtering through the heavy curtains of Chandler’s master bedroom. For a moment, I just lay there, taking in the warmth of the silk sheets and the heavy, comforting weight beside me.Chandler was still asleep.He looked so handsome like this — relaxed, peaceful, his sharp jaw softened, dark lashes resting against his cheeks, one strong arm draped possessively over my waist even in sleep. His bare chest rose and fell steadily, the hard planes of muscle relaxed but still imposing. I couldn’t help but stare. This powerful,
DIANAI was still scrolling through the comments, a dark smile playing on my lips, when I heard the sheets rustle behind me.Calvin stirred awake, letting out a low, sleepy groan as he stretched his muscular arms above his head. His eyes blinked open, landing on me sitting naked on the edge of the bed, phone in hand.“Morning, babe,” he murmured, voice husky from sleep. His gaze raked over my bare body, lingering on my breasts and the curve of my waist. “You look good enough to eat.”I set my phone down on the nightstand, a wicked grin spreading across my face. Without saying a word, I pounced on him.I straddled his hips, pressing my already wet pussy against his morning wood as I leaned down to kiss him hard. My tongue slipped into his mouth, demanding, hungry. Calvin groaned into the kiss, his hands instantly grabbing my ass, squeezing the soft flesh as he pulled me tighter against him.“Fuck, Di,” he muttered against my lips. “You’re energetic this morning.”I rocked my hips slowl
DIANAI woke up slowly, naked and tangled in warm sheets, my body deliciously sore in all the right places.Calvin was still asleep beside me, his muscular arm draped over my waist, breathing deep and even. The morning light filtered softly through the condo curtains, casting a golden glow over his handsome face. I smiled, a slow, satisfied smile, and leaned in to press soft kisses along his jaw and cheek.Last night had been incredible.After watching Roxette’s complete and utter humiliation at the party — walking in like a cheap bunny slut while everyone else was dressed elegantly — I had come back here with Calvin and fucked him like my life depended on it. I rode him hard, scratched his back, screamed his name until my throat was raw. Every thrust, every moan, every orgasm had been fueled by the sweet, vicious satisfaction of seeing my so-called best friend destroyed in front of the entire campus.I kissed Calvin’s lips gently, not waking him, just savoring the moment. My hand tra
ROXETTEI caught up to Diana just as she was yanking open the back door of the black Maybach. The driver stood politely beside it, but she ignored him completely and slid inside like the car had personally insulted her.I slipped in after her, settling into the cool leather seat. The door shut with
ROXETTEThe second the door clicked shut, my knees buckled.I sagged against the wood, forehead pressed to the cool surface, one hand still clamped over my mouth like that could muffle the panic screaming inside me. My legs were shaking violently. Sweat slid down my spine. My inner thighs were abso
ROXETTE“I was the one who took your virginity that night,” he continued calmly, his voice deep and steady like a verdict that had already been decided. “I was the one who claimed you for the first time. And I’m the one claiming you now.”His gaze dropped slowly to my lips before lifting back to my
ROXETTE“W-what are you doing in my room?” I stammered.Chandler's expression shifted from mild amusement to something more predatory as I stumbled backward into the hallway.His movements were fluid as he dried his hair with a towel, completely unbothered by my sudden appearance. Water droplets cl







