LOGINNAYLA’S POV.(Soft moans and groans)Ever since I returned from my two weeks trip, Roy hasn’t for one second let me out of his sight. Not just letting me out of his side, he could stop fucking me. It felt like he was addicted to me like a drug….he was obsessed with fucking me. I couldn’t even count how many times we both fucked in a day but it was a lot.Now don’t get me wrong……do not take this as a complaint because I am equally as obsessed with him fucking me, if not more.It’s been three days since I returned from my trip. Life feels a lot easier now…..so peaceful…..getting away was the best decision I ever made. I wish life could remain like this forever. No disturbance. Just me and Roy. Happy together. Forever.Roy groaned loudly, biting the tip of my ear while cumming Inside of me. Welk not directly, because he was wearing a condom.He kissed my cheek before getting up and heading to the bathroom.I laid there, sweaty and panting heavily as I stared up at the ceiling …..and the
KAIN’S POV…..A FEW HOURS EARLIER:I held the check tightly in my hand as I stepped out of my car.It was quite early to go to the bank, but I had no choice. If my father found out what I did. He might kill me for it. But atleast, the money will be mind anyway.The numbers on it burned in my mind; every step toward the entrance felt like I was stepping toward a promise. My pulse thudded at my throat. If this went through, everything would change….my whole generation.Inside the bank lobby the air smelled of coffee and disinfectant. A row of chairs lined the wall; a pleasant-sounding woman at the front desk typed at a computer. I moved to the counter, chest tight, and slid the check across the polished surface. Up close the writing looked even more ridiculous……t grand, too impossible.The teller took it from me with slender, careful fingers. She glanced down, then up at me, eyes widening in a flash I couldn’t read as anything but reaction. Her mouth formed a small, practiced smile that
MR ALEXANDER’S POV.I stretched my hands and feet….. yawning loudly as I slowly opened my eyes to the unfamiliar, yet familiar surrounding.Did I?……Did I sleep in my living room? I don’t remember drinking last….oh! Shit, I remember. I remember falling asleep while speaking to my son Kain. Which was kind of unusual because I could have just walked up to my room.How sleepy was I that I has to sleep here in the living room. I barely fall asleep here unless I am drunk……unless!My eyes fell on the glass cup of orange juice on the coffee table….and a cold ripple ran through me. It all slowly began to click…..What if he?….what if Kain drugged me? But why would my son do that to me?Shit!……the check. I pushed myself upright. The safe. The code. My hands went cold. I’d hidden it in the safe in the closet…..but it was impossible that Kain knew the code. I mean, surely he wouldn’t know the code because he cared less about the day his mother died….. he wouldn’t easily recollect the date. It sho
KAIN’S POV“So you’re thinking of keeping her, right? Even after I have constantly warned you?” my father asked, his voice rough as he slouched back into the couch. He folded one leg over the other and tapped the armrest with a finger.I should have answered……. I should have told him why Laurel mattered so much to me, why I wouldn’t let her go no matter how much he told me to. But Instead I watched him drink…….while I patiently waited for the pills to sink in. The thought of them working sat under my skin the whole time.I shrugged, letting a half-smile curl at the corner of my mouth and kept my hands loose in my lap. He sniffed, annoyed, and reached for his wristwatch, squinting at it like it might read him permission.“I am really disappointed in you, son, trust me,” he said, his voice flat. “Well, do not say I didn’t warn you when things finally go south. I know a snitch when I see one. And trust me when I say that woman isn’t good for you.” He yawned, that loud, admonishing yawn
NAYLA’S POV:I stepped out of the tub….staring at my reflection in the mirror for a moment. I caught myself smiling…..smiling at the fact that Roy was waiting for me in the bedroom, and that I could finally feel him again. I fucking missed how hard he used to fuck me. I missed his huge cock deep inside of me.I reached to grab a towel, but I hesitated….wouldn’t it be more sexy if I walked out the door naked?……Taking a deep breath, I walked towards the door….opening it slowly as my eyes landed on Roy who leaned back on the headboard of the bed, his eyes fixed on his phone.Suddenly, his eyes drifted from his phone to me. The moment his eyes landed on me, his phone slipped off his hand, a soft gasp escaping his lips.I bit my bottom lips while I slowly walked towards him…He sat up immediately, like a dog who had just seen it’s favorite snack. MI climbed onto the bed…..crawling until I was just inches away from him. He sat there….staring at me, stunned.“Take off your clothes,” I ord
MARCO’S POV.The boy’s surrounded me in a full circle, while I sat in the middle….in control. They all stood still…..shoulders squared, faces set in the same unreadable mask. I let them feel that presence, let it settle over them: the economy of the man they followed. My throat worked once, and then the words poured out, each one sharpened by the hunger and hunger that had been eating at me.“Tonight isn’t just a normal meetup,” I said. My voice was quieter than they expected, and that made it more dangerous. “We’re meeting because I want answers. I want people watching, listening, moving. I want my people where she walks, where she eats, where she sleeps. I want every place she could be watched and every door she could slip through closed.”A murmur ran through them……approval, a small rustle of focus. I watched it and let it feed me.“We will widen the net,” I went on. “Satellite scans where we can. Signals. Metadata. Credit-card drops. Traffic cams. We’ll trace phones, test every nu
NAYLA’S POV; (continued)“Please I want you to promise me something,” Marco said and I nodded… “Sure, what is it?” I asked, watching as he leaned forward, my heart pounding in my chest.“Please, Nayla i want you to promise me that you wouldn’t shut me out like everyone does,” He said, his eyes gro
The car rolled to a stop and I caught a glimpse of the enormous mansion ahead. My heart dropped. Leaving me stunned because mansion looked like a castle, its tall spires piercing the sky. Dark stone walls and grand arches framed the entrance, and manicured hedges lined the path leading to the doo
COLLIN’S POV.I stared at my phone while dialing Nayla’s number as it rang over and over again.The doctor and the nurse had no other choice than to provide my phone when I told them that Roy was inlove with his little sister.They must have thought of how forbidden it was to have anything with you
NAYLA’S POV.“Nayla, no! Please don’t go! I’m sorry! I promise I will treat you better. Please don’t leave me like this. I have no one; I am nothing without you. Just give me a chance—one last chance,” Roy pleaded, his fingers tightening around my wrist, preventing me from moving.I had never seen







