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Fucked out

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-01-10 19:37:13

MIGUELS POV.

Seth’s still out cold. Dead weight on the sheets, hair a tangled bloody mess on the pillow. His wrist’s got faint rope burns still, cuts pink and raw across his skin like a brand. My teeth scrape my bottom lip sharp as I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and flex my fingers. Fuck. The sheets are a wreck, they’ll need burning not washing, smells like sweat and come soaked deep through. I rub a hand hard over my face. My cock gives a lazy twitch but I shut it down fast. I don’t have time to ruin myself again.

I slide off the mattress quiet, bare feet smacking soft against the wood. Seth doesn’t move. Good. My bag’s under the desk. I crouch low and yank it open, digging past notebooks and wrappers till my fingers close around the bottle. White label, torn edges, the fucker’s old but the pills still work. Risperdal, 2mg tabs, tiny as shit but punch like a brick to the skull. I pop the cap and dump one into my palm, thumb rolling it over once before shoving it back on my
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  • TEMPTING THE ENEMY (MM)   YOUR BOYTOY

    .MIGUEL’S POVThe door slammed so hard the walls shook. I just stood there Breathing. Barely. Every nerve in my body was still lit like a fuse, heat clawing under my skin. My chest heaved like I’d just run a fucking mile — like my lungs didn’t know what the hell to do without him in the room.Seth. Fuck.The way Zenya shoved him out, like trash on the curb. And Seth didn’t even fight. Not really. Just stood there with his jaw tight and his eyes burning and walked away like it didn’t fucking kill him. Like it didn’t shred me open watching it.I spun around, teeth grit hard, hands curling into fists. Zenya leaned against the wall like nothing happened. Calm. Still. Watching me.“What the fuck was that,” I snapped, voice sharp with heat. “You had no fucking right—”“He’s weak,” Zenya cut in flat. Cold. “You don’t need someone weak around you. He’s a distraction. A liability.” I moved fast — shoved at his chest, hard enough to make him step back.“You don’t get to decide that!” I barked.

  • TEMPTING THE ENEMY (MM)   BRATVA BLOOD

    ..SETH’S POVZeny’s hand slammed sharp into my chest.Hard.Hard enough to rock me back a full step, boots scuffing sharp against the concrete as the breath punched clean out of my lungs. His fingers curled vicious into the front of my hoodie, hauling me forward like I weighed nothing — like I was a fucking kid — and then he shoved.I staggered, teeth snapping hard together as my shoulder slammed sharp into the side of his truck.“Enough,” Zeny snarled, voice rough and low and fucking final. His eyes burned, jaw clenching sharp as his fingers dug bruises through fabric deep into my skin. Tattoos rippled tense up the thick cut of his forearm, the ink dark as his scowl. “I told you to cut the shit, Seth. You don’t get to make a goddamn scene on my property and think I’ll stand here and watch it.”I hissed sharp through my teeth, breath ragged, jaw twitching.“Miguel—” I rasped, shoving against the wall of his chest uselessly. My muscles burned, my pulse thundering loud and sharp against

  • TEMPTING THE ENEMY (MM)   Fucked out

    MIGUELS POV.Seth’s still out cold. Dead weight on the sheets, hair a tangled bloody mess on the pillow. His wrist’s got faint rope burns still, cuts pink and raw across his skin like a brand. My teeth scrape my bottom lip sharp as I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and flex my fingers. Fuck. The sheets are a wreck, they’ll need burning not washing, smells like sweat and come soaked deep through. I rub a hand hard over my face. My cock gives a lazy twitch but I shut it down fast. I don’t have time to ruin myself again.I slide off the mattress quiet, bare feet smacking soft against the wood. Seth doesn’t move. Good. My bag’s under the desk. I crouch low and yank it open, digging past notebooks and wrappers till my fingers close around the bottle. White label, torn edges, the fucker’s old but the pills still work. Risperdal, 2mg tabs, tiny as shit but punch like a brick to the skull. I pop the cap and dump one into my palm, thumb rolling it over once before shoving it back on my

  • TEMPTING THE ENEMY (MM)   15

    MIGUEL’S POV“The phone buzzed again. I didn’t bother looking. Not immediately. I already knew who it was — same goddamn text, same desperate tone. same fucking overstepped boundary. Jeremy.I gritted my teeth as I pushed the edge of the desk harder against the flesh of my palm, my knuckles paling with the cold of the glass in my phone. The screen faded black even as I resisted the urge to read the last sentence.“You keep away from him, Miguel. Or I swear I'll come find you myself.” I snorted. Sharp. Derisive. My teeth closed together with a sharp click. Of course he would.Of course the bloody fucking saint would have the duty to follow up on Seth. My lips curl up, the tongue pressing against the inside of my mouth until I feel the ache in the muscle. Like I didn’t know what the fuck Jeremy was getting at. Like I needed it spelled out for me how he had the habit of looking too long at Seth’s lips, his touch too easily accessible, too fucking familiar in its reach, his voice dipping

  • TEMPTING THE ENEMY (MM)   14

    SETH'S POVI didn’t recall when my legs had failed me, only how I suddenly found myself sitting on the floor, my knees banging sharply against the frame of the bed, my elbows digging into my legs to the point where I could have sworn I was going to bruise right through my bone. My palms scraped down my face, and my fingers curled into fists My chest heaved. Once. Twice.“Fuck."I shouldn’t have yelled. Shouldn’t have snapped. Shouldn’t have let Jeremy walk out of my life with my goddamn heart in his back pocket, roadkill trailing along behind him across the blacktop.I swallowed heavily.. My tongue forced itself insistently against the roof of my mouth, my teeth gritted tightly enough to ache, and then it had no effect on the shaking pain slicing through my stomach. I’d broken him.“I’d hurt the only person who’d stuck with me,” IsabelMy throat tightened, a bitter stinging spreading down as I clutched my eyes shut so tightly that colors erupted behind my closed lids. A loud thud echoe

  • TEMPTING THE ENEMY (MM)   13

    SETHS POV“No! You would tell me what’s going on, here and right bloody now!” Jeremy’s voice called after me as we both headed up the stairs. I’d kept a frown on and ignored all his questions throughout our drive here — and bloody fuck me for ducking and agreeing to have my car repainted today, which meant I’d been stuck in the car, my mind replaying Miguel’s attitudes and remarks.Above all, the pained look on his face, the betrayal in his tone, and how I’d broken his already ripped heart into barely bearable pieces beyond fucking repair.“Don’t you x—” I yelled, only for the door to my room to slam open immediately. I’d tossed my bag to the floor, raced on my feet toward the bathroom as Jeremy stormed after me.I slammed the door shut, only having a bare minute to spare when I’d bolted it locked, slamming my fists into the wall right by its side.“Wanna hide from me? That might take forever — we live together, Seth! So get the hell out here and bloody get it over with now,” Jeremy r

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