LOGINDate = 15 AugustA little later in the day.Place = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - EnriqueI touch my crotch with a groan.Abstinence from Aria is a crime against nature. Against art. Against manhood.She said we should not have sex before the wedding. She said it was symbolic. Romantic. Something ab
Alejandro shakes his head. “No.”“They’re probably squeezing in a quickie,” Jackson mutters, leaning back like this is all mildly entertaining.I shoot him a look sharp enough to draw blood. And it reminds me that I am absolutely having a conversation with him later.Alejandro lets out a strained la
“You still thinking about her?” I ask quietly.He doesn’t turn. “I don’t know what you mean,” he says.I let that sit between us. Brothers don’t need lies polished.“You went there to forget,” I say.He finishes, hands steady, movements practiced, and absentminded. He exhales slowly, tucking himself
“And look where that got us.” She points to her tummy, and he gets this stupid, proud smile on his stupid face.“Face it, angel, your man is a stud.”“As if it’s so difficult to make a bloody baby,” I grunt, trying to get past my slight nausea.“So you’re saying it’s as easy as riding a bike …” Dami
Date = 15 AugustPlace = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - EnriqueJust then, Mel wobbles up the last step, winded with a red face, with Damion holding her arm.“Sorry, we’re late,” Damion charms, “Your sister takes a while to walk up the stairs.”“She takes a while to walk, period,” Luke sneers. It ear
“You’re right,” River agrees, “but you don’t need to get married to do it. Damion and Mel are not married.”“The baby was an accident.” Luke walks forward with his usual smug, condescending smirk on his face.River rolls her eyes with theatrical flair, nudging at nothing with the toe of her pink boo
His jaw is clenched, sharp with stubble, and his face drawn into a dark question mark. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days, and maybe hasn’t cared in weeks. His boots leave muddy prints on the tiles, and his whole body hums with that barely-kept kind of energy that will kill you colorfully if rele
Date = 25 June Three days and in a second things go badPlace = San Francisco (Inferno parking / On the road) Following the location of a phonePOV - Enrique“WHERE IS LEE?” Jackson strides into the private parking, fury radiating from him in waves, hair tousled as if he walked through a tornado.
“Fucking assholes,” Jackson snears, “They want us to bleed.”“Guys, mind your step and stay vigilant,” Alejandro says. I’m glad we have him and Jinx. My mind is such a mess, I would have just raced in, tripping every trap and probably ended up dead. Jackson is also not himself today.“Noted,” Axel r
I glare at Lee, our eyes lock, tensely, like that moment when you see a snake raising its head, poised to strike.“If you touch her, you will wish you were dead.” He drags out vowels just long enough to unsettle you, turning simple words into quiet threats. A chill runs down my spine that causes my







