When the snowhair parents and siblings left, Fox came out after two minutes doing what Melia did, placing the same stone that she took under the stairs of the mansion. He went back inside and closed the door.Later, Melia started a discussion about what happened today. And more for the fact that Orleans' family was in the mansion. That was something that should not have happened and more the knowing, where Elijah was.At the end of the discussion, everyone focused on their own issues.Melia sat on the living room sofa taking the bottle that was on the coffee table, which was already lying empty. He made a slight pout because of that.Another weight was felt minutes later on the sofa, it was Helena." Since I've been here I've seen you drink that liquor." He spoke and Melia looked at him. "It's Bourbon, right?" He asked and Melia nodded with her eyes on the bottle." My father sells that alcohol.Melia looked at him."Really? " Helena noticed that her face apparently lit up because of w
This was a great and pathetic stupidity, reaching the level of believing something real.His brow furrowed and he groaned in pain as he brought his hand to his right eye. He turned over in bed to face the front again. He opened his eyes, his breathing accelerated, and he made a grimace, propping himself up on his forearms on the bed."What the hell happened to me?" he wondered when he saw his reflection on his cellphone screen.His eye was swollen and bruised, every touch causing even more pain. His gaze shifted to the back of the room."Good morning," he said with a cynical smile on his face. "How's your eye, Jahjah?"Judging by his tone, she must have been the cause of it."Did you hit me?""Me? Not at all," she replied with a hypocritical touch. "I just gave you what you deserved for throwing away my beers.""And you're still on about that, huh?" He sat on the edge of the bed, his hand on his eye. "It's over, get over it.""Those beers were from France, the last ones of that brand.
It was noon and Karina was sitting on one of the benches in the palace. Her gaze was sparkling as she admired the view - the beautiful trees, the garden, the pink flowers that grew faster and faster. She smiled as she watched her daughter running after a colorful butterfly."Melia!" she called out, and the girl stopped and looked at her mother, then walked towards her. "Leave the butterfly alone.""I don't want to," she pouted, and her mother kissed her forehead. "It's so pretty and I want to keep it with me.""You sound just like your father when you talk like that," she chuckled briefly. "He...he wants to have everything.""That's why he's the king of all here.""That's right," she sighed, and Melia noticed that her face had turned somewhat sad."Are you okay, mother?" she asked, looking into her eyes."With you, everything is fine," she smiled and kissed her head.Her glasses hung around her neck. She closed the book, marking the page before sighing and leaning against the door fra
The teacher nodded to her response, unsure of what to say. This was something very deep, and the tone in which Melia said each thing made him doubt whether the book he read at night before sleeping told things as they happened. With nothing else to say, he just changed the subject. Or so he tried until a certain pelinieve spoke up."Are you trying to say, Dahioh, that both Melia's father and mother were bad people?" he asked, and Melia looked at him. "For me, Karina was very different.""What a pity that you let yourself be influenced by what a person writes, who I bet everything I have, didn't even know what tap water he was drinking," that response caused an inciting "Oh" for discussion.Elijah clenched his jaw, he got angry. Melia could change his mood in less time than a rooster sings without any complications. He was beginning to think she did it for fun, and he wasn't far from it.Avoiding what the professor was saying, he kept talking. "Whatever the writer Hokonick may have don
The rest of the day was slow, very much against the quickness that the pelinieve wanted it to pass. He was now on the second break, sitting at one of the tables on campus, his nervous and distracted gaze evident wherever he looked.Helena was with Jackson Park; it was a miracle that today that guy who made his life impossible was not bothering him.Melia's effect, perhaps?He felt a weight on his shoulder, it was Fox."Is something wrong?" he asked."I'm nervous," Elijah replied."Can...? Don't fuck with me," Fox's face turned to surprise and he laughed without more. "Did you give Melia the thread?" he asked under his breath. "She will make you a man today, Elijah. My little big one will become a man," he said with feigned nostalgia, wiping an imaginary tear. That just made Elijah laugh. "She won't do anything to you that you don't ask for.""And if I ask for everything? And if I do it wrong? And if she doesn't like it?""Relax, you'll do fine, she'll help you with that. Besides... Yo
The shower water was cool. Her pale skin could feel it that way, warm. She turned off the shower and grabbed the towel that was next to the shower, running it over her slender body until she wrapped it around her waist. With another towel, she dried her white hair.She stepped out of the bathroom, closing the door behind her, and turned around, bumping into someone."Melia," he said, his heart racing. "I didn't see you come in or hear you.""No one does, Jahjah," she whispered, taking the towel from his hands and drying her hair a little more. "You smell perfect," she let him know as she sniffed him. "Too good." Her nose brushed against the exposed skin of his neck, making him squirm. Then her tongue made its way to his ear. "Jahjah..." she whispered in his ear, biting his earlobe. "Let's play." She looked into his eyes. "I want to play with you, I want to do it with you, only with you." She kissed his nose and chin. "I want to play that we make love, Jahjah..." He gasped when she bit
"You'll come when I tell you, understand, Jahjah?" she said on top of his lips, licking the saliva that ran down his chin while he looked at her lost and watching how Melia's hand did its perfect work even on his lower part. He was drooling and it was unconsciously, he felt so delicious, so exquisite that he couldn't hold back his moans, let alone his control. Melia vowed to remember without more what happened and heard from one moment to the next. It was something that no one had told or asked her in the way he did."Please..." he was practically shedding tears from the latent pleasure he wanted to let go of. "Please, I beg you... Mhm..." he babbled under the caresses on his lower part. Elijah was practically a glass of water in his lower part and Melia could feel it in her hand, the liquid coming out even more. "I'm going to scream, Melia.""Scream what? What are you going to scream, huh?" she muttered on top of the opposite's lips, increasing the stimulation on Elijah. She loved se
The gentle breeze filtered through the window, creating a warm air in the entire room. The sun was making its presence known, its rays entering without asking for permission, providing a little extra illumination.Her head was comfortably resting on the plush pillow. Her face was turned to one side, her white curly hair covering a large part of her face, and her breathing was calm—still asleep.Or at least, that's what she tried to do until a beam of sunlight hit her directly.She shifted, burying her face in the pillow. The palms of her hands rested on the mattress, releasing a groan. She didn't want to get up. She could bet it was still too early, and that ray of sun was just being mischievous. Unwilling to give in to the sun's whims, she stopped resting her palms and stretched her arms by her side. The soft linen blanket had an immediate effect of laziness on her, something she loved. Not even her own bed caused such an effect as the one she was in. Like the one she was in last nig