Chapter Two

The day runs by pretty fast.

We're finished with the lectures of the day and we're headed home.

Surprisingly I had like 70 percent attention during the class.

It's been the best so far since I knew what the triplets did to my body and the pool they brought between my legs.

I see that the masturbation before school really paid off. 

Normally I would zone out like 7 out of 10 times while the class is going on .

We're on our way to our respective houses when I remember I forgot my project at Chloe's.

“Chloe my project. You know we have to turn it in tomorrow, it's the deadline for it”. I said to Chloe looking frustrated.

‘Uhmm… don't worry I'll bring it to school very early tomorrow morning”. She replied with a smile.

“No no no the perfectionist in me wants to go through my work over and over and make corrections if necessary “. I said this knowing I would not go through anything, I just wanted to see the triplets again. It's been a long time because they were away for some time and they just got back.

“Ok that's fine, I'll just text my mum that you're coming over”. She said as she was already texting her mum.

“Okay “. Now we are both headed to Chloe's house.

Chloe talks the entire walk to her house.

Something about a group project.

Something about summer plans.

Something about how her mom is insisting we all have dinner together tonight.

I nod at the right moments.

I'm not listening.

Because now her house is coming into view.

I never thought I'll get this nervous but…

My pulse is climbing again.

My heart beating faster than usual.

It's stupid.

They're just men.

Three men who probably don't remember what I wore the last time I came visiting.

Three men who have no emotions in their eyes when they look at me.

Three men who probably would not have known my name if not for the constant yelling of my name by their mom and Chloe.

We step inside.

We were welcomed by their scents. Three familiar scents. 

Verrry familiar scents.

I am familiar with these scents because last summer I masturbated to each and every one of their personal items like their clothes and underwears.

I could feel my thighs clench together. These scents bring back memories.

The memories come rushing back and I feel my face burn from embarrassment now. Having to remember what I did last summer because their scents were intoxicating.

And then I hear a voice from the living room.

Deep. Calm. Controlled.

“... I never said that”.

That's unmistakenly Davien.

My stomach tightens instantly.

My hand clenches instinctively around my bag.

Chloe drops her bag. “We're home!”.

I heard footsteps coming our direction.

My breath pauses.

Lucien appears first.

With his dark charming brown eyes just like Chloe's.

Black shirt. Sleeves pushed up. Expression unreadable as always.

His eyes sweep over Chloe.

Then over me.

My breath seizes.

He has no reaction.

No pause.

Nothing.

“Hey” he says flatly.

Just polite.

Just normal.

He walks past us without a second glance.

My chest tightens.

“That's it??”

“That's all??” I said paranoid at this point.

Sebestian leans against the doorway seconds later scrolling through his phone.

He barely looks up

“Hey Chloe”.

Then his gaze flickers towards me.

A brief nod.

“Hey”.

And then he's gone too.

No tension. No smirk. No emotion interpreted. Just indifference.

My face burns from embarrassment. The dream this morning seems embarrassing now.

How pathetic.

My face is now clouded with a combination of disgust and shame.

I was shaking under imaginary hands.

And in real life?

I'm background noise.

Chloe is still talking, completely oblivious of the situation at hand with me right now.

Davien walks in last.

Precise. Controlled.

He fills the room seconds before he appears.

He doesn't look at me immediately.

He says something to Chloe about dinner.

Then casually _ like it means nothing.

His eyes meet mine.

His forest green eyes that I once masturbated to just thinking about him looking into my eyes with pure lust.

Those eyes meet mine.

Uninterested. Unborthered. Neutral.

And he looks away.

That hurts my chest way more than anything would.

I could feel my stomach tighten up.

 I feel nauseous at this point. Not only from embarrassment, but from irritation at myself.

Because I don't even exist in their world as they do in mine.

They don't stare. They don't linger. They don't even notice.

And I hate that.

I hate how my body still reacts before my mind does, when one of them walks past.

I hate how they take away my breath effortlessly just by coming close to me.

I hate how they don't notice me. Even the slightest.

I hate how I have to pretend this is normal.

I hate every part of this.

Chloe grabs my wrists suddenly and turned to me.

“Oh! You're staying for dinner right?”.

I swallow hard.

“Dinner?”

“Don't fucking tell me you weren't listening earlier when I told you about having dinner with us”. Chloe asked me with a disappointed face.

“Oh yes. Dinner. Of course I was listening”. I lied. I actually wasn't.

Dinner.

With them.

At the same table.

Across from faces who don't even register me as a threat.

“Yeah. Of course. We can go have dinner”. I replied with a faint smile.

As I moved towards the dining, I felt my hea

rt hammering against my chest and I was sure everyone could hear how loud my heartbeat was.

I've never been in such a close proximity with them.

Little did I know that one dinner….

Could change everything.