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
I’m halfway through debating whether it’s rude — or just nosy — to ask if he’s gay when the soft click of polished shoes against the floor spins us around. Two men are approaching, moving with that calm, predatory authority that makes even the shadows seem to shrink back.The Blackburn uncles. I’ve
Date = 28 March Same day. Same hangover. Same obnoxious boys.Place = San Francisco (Inferno) New place.POV – Aria“Wait for Logan at the door!” Enrique calls out as soon as we get out of the car. That comment is meant for me.I salute bravely and grasp Leyla’s hand, weaving the other arm through
Her finger drags the length of my cock, slow and deliberate — and something in me snaps.Resistance? Gone.Reason? Obliterated.Mind? Blank.All that’s left is a singular, animal urge to make her mine — to claim her body again and again until neither of us can move. I shut out every last scrap of co
“Tell the captain to initiate a Williamson turn. And have him contact the Coast Guard. Now!” Alejandro snaps, his voice cutting through the chaos like a blade.Garcia blinks, stunned for half a second, before jerking his head toward one of his men. The crewman sprints for the bridge, his footsteps p







