Mag-log in"Aidan, we can't be doing this." My breathing was heavy and my voice was shaky. "shhh" my stepbrother whispered, and his hands lowered until he was undoing the buttons of my pants. "You asked me if I hated you... Does this feel like hate, Dahlia?" His muscular body pressed me against the door of his bedroom, pinning me so that I couldn't escape. But I didn't want to run, heat crawled from my throat down to my pussy. My pants fell to the floor and cool air brushed against my thighs, my heartbeat quickened because I wasn't wearing any panties. His hand wrapped around my throat and he leaned close until our lips brushed, until I was breathing in his scent and his own breaths. The wetness between my thighs intensified as he rolled his fingers over my swollen clit. "Let me show you how crazy I am for you, let me show you how much I want you, Dahlia." *** Everyone knows Aidan. Aside from the fact that he is the top hockey star and first high-schooler to ever win a gold medal in the Olympics, he is breath takingly handsome. He's a six foot four, athletic dare devil who I had been crushing on since middle school but he hated my guts. Why? I don't know. Imagine my surprise when my mum decided to tie the knots to a Billionaire surgeon and on the day of the wedding, Aidan Smith is introduced to me as My stepbrother!!!
view moreSylas didn’t remember letting go of the phone.One second it had been pressed to his ear, Dahlia’s voice still lingering in the silence she’d left behind, and the next it slipped from his fingers and hit the desk with a dull, final sound that echoed far louder than it should have.He didn’t pick it up.Instead, he leaned forward slowly and let his forehead rest against the cool wood, his eyes sliding shut as something heavy and suffocating settled over him.The man outside Aidan’s house.He hadn’t called him away not because he didn't want to but because he just couldn't. Because the truth, the part he had carefully carved out of the story before handing it to Dahlia, was that the man wasn’t just there for her safety.He was there for Sylas.To keep him out.To keep him away.To stand between him and the one thing his body was beginning to recognize as necessity.His mouth watered.The reaction was instant, visceral, humiliating.He lifted his hand and with the back of his palm, he w
AIDANBy the time I got back to the apartment, my hands were still shaking.Not visibly.Not in a way anyone else would notice.But I could feel it in the way I gripped the door handle, in the way my jaw refused to unclench, in the way my thoughts kept circling back to that office like something unfinished had been left behind.Dahlia opened the door before I knocked.She must have been standing there.Waiting.Her eyes went straight to my face, scanning, searching, reading everything I hadn’t said yet.“Aidan.”Just my name.But it held relief and worry and something softer beneath both.I stepped inside and shut the door behind me, the outside world cutting off like a lie I didn’t want to hear anymore.For a second, I just looked at her.She was wearing one of my shirts. Sleeves too long, hem brushing her thighs. Her hair was loose around her shoulders, slightly messy like she had been running her hands through it without realizing.Home.That was what she felt like.Something in my
DAHLIAThe apartment felt too quiet after Aidan left.Not the peaceful quiet.The wrong kind.The kind that made every small sound feel deliberate. The refrigerator humming in the kitchen. The hush of trees outside swaying to the wind. The distant rush of traffic far below.Even the clock on the oven sounded louder than usual.I had tried distracting myself for the better part of an hour.I folded one of Aidan’s shirts that did not need folding. I made tea and forgot to drink it. I switched the television on and stared at a cooking show without seeing a single thing. I opened the files again, then shut them just as quickly because every page felt like another trapdoor opening beneath my feet.So instead, I stood by the window and watched the city move.Rain threatened overhead. The sky had gone pale and swollen with clouds, the kind that sat heavy before evening storms. People crossed the street below with umbrellas tucked beneath arms. Cars moved in impatient lines. A delivery bike n
AIDANThe building had no sign outside.No company name.No brass plaque.Nothing that would tell an ordinary person what lived inside those walls.It stood in the center of the financial district, polished glass and black stone rising into the grey morning like a monument to wealth. Men in tailored suits moved in and out through revolving doors with the kind of faces that never smiled unless profit was involved.My father always did like hiding rot beneath expensive things.I stepped out of the car and shut the door harder than necessary.The air was cold enough to sting my lungs. I welcomed it.I had barely slept after his call. Every time I closed my eyes I heard his voice again.It is high time you took your crown.As if I were a child late to dinner.As if crowns had ever interested me.As if he could summon me with a sentence and expect obedience.I walked through the lobby without speaking to anyone. Men at the front desk straightened the second they saw me. One reached for a p
“Ready for the big game?” Esmeralda asks as she pours coffee beans into the grinder.“I don’t think I’m going,”“You’re not going?” Luke asks, as he grabs the box and places it in his courier bag.“No, I don’t…” My phone vibrates on the counter. I grab it and stare at the screen.“Wait, I just got
The moment I see the tall building, I stop. I’m both scared and excited. But the fear is beginning to take over.I think of turning back but the chance of seeing Aidan is tempting. So I take a deep breath and walk faster in case I change my mind, it would be too late to turn around.There’s a few p
“What's your middle name?” Aidan asked as he lowered me onto his jutting cock. I felt the thick head pressing against my entrance and I shifted, angling my body to the left to let him slip inside me. Suddenly, I felt my tongue watering. I felt him everywhere all at once, the fullness of him was
“Are you sure you don’t want to see Lisa?”“Why would I want to see her?” Aidan asked, leaning against the mirror wall of the elevator.“To talk her out of telling our parents?”The elevator doors opened and I stepped out. “I’ll call her dad.” Aidan said reluctantly Would that be enough?A bitter












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