LOGINBRIELLE’S POV
FLASHBACK: HER EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY The main party had wound down and most people had already gone. While the staff still cleaned in the other rooms, but in the private lounge it was just me, Tristan, Axel, Hunter and Darius. And all night the three of them had been acting different. Axel kept refilling my drink. “Your glass is empty again. Can’t have the birthday girl thirsty.” Hunter actually pulled me into the conversation. “No, seriously, what do you think? Don’t just let Tristan talk over you.” Darius sat closer than usual. “That dress looks good on you, but turning eighteen looks better on you.” I kept telling myself it was just the occasion of the night. Maybe birthday politeness. Still, every time one of them looked at me like that my stomach flipped and I let myself enjoy it. Tristan’s phone rang. He checked it and stood to leave. “I’ve gotta take this. Enjoy yourself Bri, don't let these idiots bore the life out of you.” He smirked and left. The second the door shut the mood changed. Darius leaned forward first. “We should go somewhere quieter, the staff keeps walking through here.” I nodded. Then we ended up in one of the guest rooms upstairs, Axel locked the door behind me, while Hunter switched the lights to dim. I stood near the bed not sure what to do with my hands. Axel walked over first and stopped right in front of me. “You really grew up, Brielle.” Hunter came up on my other side. “We’ve been taking note.” Darius stayed a step back but his eyes didn’t leave me. I tried to laugh it off. “You’re all acting strange tonight.” Axel’s mouth tipped up. “Maybe we got tired of pretending we don’t see you.” Darius moved closer and kissed me. It started slowly, then I kissed him back harder and it wasn’t slow anymore. Axel’s hands settled on my waist. “Fuck, finally.” Hunter’s fingers brushed my neck. “About time.” One of them unzipped my dress and it slipped down. My bra and underwear followed suit. Axel’s mouth closed over one breast. “These have been driving me crazy all night.” Hunter took the other side. “Soft as hell, look at how hard her nipples are already.” I held onto Darius’s shoulders. Darius dropped to his knees, pulled my legs apart and dragged his tongue between them. I jerked in pleasure. “Shit, she’s already wet,” Darius said against me. Axel’s voice was rough. “Keep going. I want to hear her.” Darius licked my clit slower, then settled in and ate me out steady. “Fuck, you taste good.” Hunter pinched my nipple. “She’s shaking already.” I came standing up, with my hands in Darius’s hair, and my legs shaking like jelly. Darius looked up. “That’s one. But we’re not done.” They moved me to the bed, and I landed on my back. Darius kissed me so I could taste myself. Hunter settled between my legs. “My turn.” He licked deeper, and slid two fingers inside me, moving them in and out of me steadily. “So fucking tight.” Axel knelt near my head, and pulled his cock out. “Open up for me, birthday girl.” I opened up and took him into my mouth. He groaned. “Yeah, just like that. Take it deeper into your mouth.” Hunter’s fingers curled deeper inside my pussy. “Cum on my tongue again. Do it.” I came harder and the sound muffled around Axel. Axel pulled out of my mouth with a wet sound. “She’s ready.” He lay back and pulled me on top of him. “Sit on it slowly, I want you to feel every inch of me.” I sank down on his cock and he gripped my hips, groaning loudly. “Fuck yes. Take it all, look at you stretching around me.” I braced on his chest and moved. Hunter moved behind me, placing his hands on my breasts. “Ride him harder. I want to watch these boobs bounce.” Darius knelt closer. “Stroke me while you fuck him.” I wrapped my hand around Darius cock and then took him into my mouth again. I was moaning hard around his cock as he filled my throat up. Axel thrust up into me harder. “That’s it, use me. You’re so fucking wet it’s running down my balls.” Hunter pinched my nipples. “She loves this. Listen to those little sounds she’s making.” Darius’s hand settled in my hair. “Suck harder. Such a good girl.” Axel’s rhythm got rougher, he flipped us without pulling out. “On your back. I want to fuck you properly.” He drove in deeper. “Take it. Every fucking inch.” Hunter took his place at my mouth. “Open. I want those lips around me while he ruins you.” Darius moved lower and licked my clit. “She’s clenching so hard, she’s gonna come again.” Axel fucked me harder. “Come on his tongue, do it. Squeeze my fucking cock.” I came so strong my vision started getting blurry. Hunter pulled out of my mouth. “My turn inside her.” He went behind me and pushed into my pussy. He went in slower at first. “Fuck, you're so warm.” I wrapped my legs around him. He groaned. “Yeah, pull me deeper. You want it so bad, don’t you?” Axel’s mouth was on my breast. “Tell him. Tell him how bad you want it.” I could barely speak. “Harder.” And Hunter gave it to me. “Like that? Fuck, you’re dripping.” When he fucked me tilk he came, Darius took his place. Darius pushed my knee up. “Look at this. Look how open you are for us.” He sank in deep, wasting no time. “Perfect. Fucking perfect.” Axel stroked my hair. “Take him. You’ve been so good tonight.” Hunter’s hand slid between us and rubbed my clit. “One more time baby, cum on his cock.” Darius fucked me steadily.. “I can feel you getting close. Let go, I want to feel it.” I came again, with a loud cry, my entire body was shuddering. Darius came inside me afterwards with a deep groan, buried all the way inside. After that everything slowed. One of them cleaned me up and then I felt the bed covers pull over us. I ended up in the middle, Axel on one side, Hunter on the other, Darius along my back with an arm over my waist. My body felt sore and used and satisfied. I lay there listening to their breathing even out, smiling against Axel's shoulder. This is real, I thought as my eyes closed. They want me and after all this time they finally chose me back. I fell asleep tangled between the three of them, completely certain that tomorrow everything would be different.BRIELLE'S POV"Ms. Prescott." Alexander's voice cut through the room before the silence could stretch any longer. "Please, take a seat. We have a lot to cover."I moved to the chair Claire pulled out for me, directly across from the three of them, and set my tablet down without letting my hand shake.Axel recovered first. He straightened in his chair, jaw working, eyes still locked on my face like he was waiting for me to disappear again.Hunter hadn't recovered at all. His mouth opened, then closed. He looked at Darius like he needed someone to confirm what he was seeing.But Darius just watched me. The same way he used to watch me from across a room years ago, except now there was something heavier behind it."Let's begin," Alexander said, and the room obeyed him the way rooms always had.I opened my presentation and let the numbers carry me. Square footage. Material sourcing. Brand positioning for the hospitality wing. My voice came out level, unhurried, the voice I used with clien
BRIELLE’S POVMorning in the townhouse started the way most of them did. Coffee was already brewing, three small voices arguing over who got the blue cup, and me trying to get everyone dressed before the clock ran out.Maya stood on the kitchen stool watching me pack the lunch boxes. She was quiet for longer than usual.“Mama?”“Hmm?”“Do we have a daddy?”The question was out of a four-year-old’s curiosity, but I wasn't ready enough to talk about that topic.Lila looked up from her cereal. Nora kept chewing, but her eyes moved between us.I closed the lid on the third lunch box and wiped my hands on a towel even though they were already dry.“You have me,” I said. “And you have Grandpa and Uncle Tristan. That’s a lot of people who love you.”Maya’s forehead wrinkled. “But other kids have a daddy who lives with them.”“Some do, while some don’t. Families look different.”She thought about that. “Did ours go away?”I kept my voice even. “He’s not here. But you’re not missing anything
BRIELLE’S POVFour years and seven months later I was in my Lisbon studio.I stood in front of the large worktable with a fabric sample in one hand and a finished sketch in the other, talking a client in New York through the final embroidery details on a limited-edition evening cape. She wanted the neckline adjusted twice before agreeing, and I held the line on the third change, telling her the silhouette would lose everything that made it worth the price tag. The call ended with a confirmed order and a transfer that made my assistant raise both eyebrows from across the room.“That’s the third one this month,” she said.“Good. Keep the waitlist closed.”"People are getting annoyed about that waitlist.""They can stay annoyed."I set the sample down and walked into the next room where the noise level immediately skyrocketed.Three little girls occupied the play corner I had built against the far wall. Maya, the oldest by eleven minutes, was carefully arranging wooden blocks into a v
BRIELLE’S POVPRESENT DAY A couple weeks had passed when I started feeling more tired than usual. I tried getting more sleep but it felt like I was getting enough.Then food started smelling bad. I threw up twice in one morning and blamed it on bad leftovers. Afterwards my period was about four days late. By the time it was two weeks late, I couldn’t keep lying to myself.I drove forty minutes out of the city to a pharmacy, bought a test, shoved it deep in my bag and didn’t take it out until I was in my bathroom at home.My hands shook while I peed on the stick. I put the cap back on, set it on the counter, and sat on the closed toilet lid with my elbows on my knees.Three minutes.Just as I was getting lost in my thoughts the timer on my phone went off.I stood up quickly and almost knocked the test into the sink. Two clear lines stared back at me.I sat back down on the bathroom floor with my back against the tub and just stared at it.I was pregnant.I was still sitting there wh
BRIELLE’S POV FLASHBACK: HER EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAYThe main party had wound down and most people had already gone. While the staff still cleaned in the other rooms, but in the private lounge it was just me, Tristan, Axel, Hunter and Darius.And all night the three of them had been acting different.Axel kept refilling my drink. “Your glass is empty again. Can’t have the birthday girl thirsty.”Hunter actually pulled me into the conversation. “No, seriously, what do you think? Don’t just let Tristan talk over you.”Darius sat closer than usual. “That dress looks good on you, but turning eighteen looks better on you.”I kept telling myself it was just the occasion of the night. Maybe birthday politeness. Still, every time one of them looked at me like that my stomach flipped and I let myself enjoy it.Tristan’s phone rang. He checked it and stood to leave. “I’ve gotta take this. Enjoy yourself Bri, don't let these idiots bore the life out of you.”He smirked and left.The second the d
BRIELLE’S POVI was almost skipping down the hallway in barely contained excitement. Last night kept replaying in my head, Axel's hand on my waist, Hunter whispering how long he'd wanted this, Darius pressing his forehead to mine.Maybe this was it. Maybe I wasn't just Tristan's little sister anymore.I wanted to see them. I wanted to know if they felt it too, if last night had changed anything, if it meant what I hoped it meant.I could hear their voices from down the hall before I even reached the door, and I slowed my steps, smiling to myself. I could just imagine their faces when I walked in.“Being with Brielle was one heck of a night.”I froze mid-step in the hallway, bracing my hand against the wall, as I heard my own name.“…Brielle actually thought it was real.”That was Axel’s voice and he was laughing. I dug my fingers into the plaster and didn’t move for a few minutes. Then I heard Hunter’s voice next, his was lower, but it carried the same amount of amusement. “She ma







