-Evelyn-Is it possible for a person to disappear? Or better yet vanish into thin air?I know that these things only happen in fictional stories. I even used to read the same exact scene happening to me right now in one of the books I have read. It just hits differently when you’re the one who is embarrassed and humiliated.“Drink this,” Vincent said pushing a tablet and a glass of water. We were currently eating breakfast and Vincent was quiet all morning. He was busy looking at his tablet while drinking his coffee.I took it without saying anything. What do you even say after a drunk confession?“You left,” I rep
-Evelyn-“Do you want me to fuck you?”There’s something in the way that Vincent asked me about sex that didn’t intimidate me. Maybe it’s because he always teases me with it that the threat it used to possess slowly lost its power. Or maybe because the answer to that same question had changed.Was this really the end of the line for us?Would our contract end if I said no?Shouldn’t I be happy that it’s finally ending? That I would finally be free?Then why does my heart ache just thinking that this would be the last time that I would see him?Will I be okay
-Vincent-Of all the things that I had expected Evelyn to say, being a Virgin wasn’t part of it. I know that I had heard it before, but I didn’t expect it to be true. Or maybe I did, but I didn’t want to acknowledge it. Or better yet, I never wanted to acknowledge it. I know that it’s a stupid mistake on my end. But a part of me had always hoped that it wasn’t true. Because I know that if were to be true, it means that I can’t have her. Because having her meant I would destroy her and can’t do that to her. Give me anyone else but not her. Not my Evelyn. “I don’t understand,” Evelyn’s voice cracked as tears fell from her eyes. The sight brought immense pain to my chest, something I’m not used to. I slowly released my grip on her shoulders as I took a step back and regretted it immediately since there was nothing I wanted more but to wrap my arms around her.“You said it’s just fucking, and you don’t have feelings, then what the hell is wrong?” Once again pain erupted in my chest mak
-Evelyn-Vincent and I had been dancing the same steps over and over again afraid to change the rhythm because, for some reason, we both didn’t want it to stop.It’s funny how we always find a way to avoid the elephant in the room regardless of how big it is until we can’t deny its presence any longer but in reality, we no longer have a place to hide it.It was like reaching the end of the road and there was no other place to go to hide leaving us with no other choice but to face each other. “Then what do you want?” he asked. I have never seen Vincent like this before. The defeat in his eyes was clear but I didn’t acknowledge it.“You,” I whispered shyly. Vincent was never my favorite person, that much is true. But something changed between us ever since our plane ride to Vegas. It was when he showed me something he never showed anyone else. “What specifically do you want?” He repeated as his eyes begged me to leave. To run away from him. I know that Vincent doesn’t have a great rec
-Vincent-I have never felt more alive than I do now. I watched Eve’s naked body as her body finally relaxed after her first orgasm. So many thoughts appeared in my head as I tried to understand what had just happened. I may be more experienced than she was but just like her, this was also a first for me. This is the first time I have ever eaten a pussy. Although I have watched Garret and Emmet doing it several times, it was never my thing.Until now. And I doubt that it would be my last, especially after tasting and seeing how she reacted. I stared at Eve for a few more seconds, as I engraved her beauty and this exact moment into my mind. My thoughts were pulled away when I could no longer hold off the pain in my groin as it craved for release. Instead of relieving myself of the pain, I savor it as the promise of pleasure that comes after is more promising. The agony I felt after rubbing my rock-hard cock against Eve’s sensitive flesh was enough to drive every man crazy. The st
-Eve-I have watched enough movies and series that showed the female characters' reactions to the first time they had sex. I know very well that all of them are fiction and may not be true but it still gives me an idea of what I should expect. But the moment that Vincent slammed inside me ripping my virginity apart and my remaining sanity, the pain I felt lessened when I looked at his eyes. The darkness stayed back revealing flecks of gold and a reflection of something else I can’t quite describe.“Damn it!” He cursed, “You’re so tight. Are you okay?” It fascinates me that he can be both amazed and worried at the same time. I nodded, unable to put into words what I felt exactly. My hand hurts from clenching Vincent’s arm too hard as the fullness of him inside of me surprised not only my body but also my mind.Oh. My. God. Vincent Beckett has a part of him inside of me. And it feels so damn good. “Do you want me to stop?” he asked as he stayed still inside of me as if he knew that
-Vincent-I watched Evelyn sleep beside me as she held me, prisoner, with her arms wrapped around me and her legs on my thigh.Once again, I let yet another rule break.I don’t sleep with the girls I fuck.I don’t cuddle with them, let alone stay with them. Once the did is done, I leave.I also believe that there are a lot of germs after sex. Another reason not to stay with them. But seeing Evelyn, I know that I don’t want her sleeping alone especially after she gave me something so precious. I want her beside me, which is why I offered to clean her up but she was so tired.I kissed her forehead and she moved her body c
-Eve-We returned home that night.Vincent told me that he might not be at school tomorrow because of his meeting with his grandmother which is why he wanted to make sure that I won’t forget him. When I told him that it wouldn’t happen, he chuckled as he whispered, ‘I’ll make sure you’ll remember me every time you move.’We made love in the shower a first for him, but nothing could top the sex we had on Garrett’s jet. I really did forget my fear of flying after my third orgasm.After all the times Vincent made love with me, I now understand what the fuss was about. And he was also right about remembering him each time I move with the soreness that I feel between my thighs.
-Vincent-I could see the determination in Evelyn’s eyes. I know that what she said was the right thing to do, but the fear in me wouldn’t just go away. I have almost lost her before, and I don’t want that to happen again anytime soon. And the person we are talking about isn’t just any person. This is Samantha. For some, she seemed like a harmless, spoiled brat. But for me and my friends, she is worse than the devil himself. I know that I could do worse, but I also know that Evelyn wouldn’t let me do that. She may call me Lucifer, but to her, I am more of a fallen angel, redeemable, and never the bad one. Little did she know that I am not that kind of person. I have always thought that I was not someone who could be redeemed. Until Evelyn came. “I am still worried that you would meet her little devil,” I state the obvious. I know that she knows what I mean, and I am really trying my best to be able to meet her halfway. She wants honesty, then that’s what I am going to give to her
-Eve-“Yes, little devil,” he answered. “I had loved you long before I knew what love meant.”I didn’t know that he loved me. I mean, maybe a part of me did, but I didn’t really expect him to say it to me. Didn’t expect him to confess to me. I am a nobody and he is Vincent Freaking Beckett. I look at the man in front of me, and I suddenly feel awkward. Keep yourself together.I ordered myself. Not wanting to embarrass myself once again. “Are you okay?” Vincent asked worriedly. “Yes,” I replied, “but I want to leave this place.” Vincent nodded as he stood up and guided me out. He led me to an elevator that I don’t remember riding up when we had arrived. But that doesn’t really matter right now. Once we reached the basement, the door opened. Carl was already behind the wheel, waiting for us. “Carl knew about this?” I asked. “He knows most of the things about my life,” Vincent replied as he opened the door of the car for me. “And he gets paid handsomely for keeping his mouth shu
-Eve-I couldn’t believe what the hell I was seeing. I was not even sure if this was still right. I looked at Vincent, and automatically, my thoughts of him being a good person began to waver. “If you have questions you need to ask,” Vincent reminded me calmly. “For this relationship to work, I need you to be totally honest with me. I need you to tell me the entire truth. And I need you to use your safe word if this is something that makes you uncomfortable.” It really makes me uncomfortable, especially after seeing so many films about girls taken away from their families and sold to the syndicate to be auctioned like this. “Are-,” I choked on my own question, not sure how to ask Vincent. But he was right, I need to be honest because I want him to be honest. I need to know the truth. “Are they girls who are kidnapped?” Vincent blinked at me several times as if he wasn’t sure if he heard me right. “Kidnapped?” He repeated. “Yes, kidnapped. You know, like those girls who are drug
-Eve-When Vincent promises something, he delivers. I was in heaven after Vincent gave me what I asked for. I could hear people moving around us as I caught my breath. My body was still convulsing as Vincent gently cleaned me up.“That was…” I started to say, but was too out of breath to finish. “Mind blowing.” I could see the proud smile he was wearing even though he was trying his best not to show it to me. He let me rest and as I look up, that’s when I saw a roof on top of our booth. Now it make sense, the button that Vincent pressed before he proceeded on fulfilling his promise was for the roof and the blinds. With the lights on, I could clearly see that our booth was different from those below us. The booths below had curtains, while ours was like a cubicle with thick walls. It was like a small room in a house, giving us all the privacy we needed to do whatever the hell it was that we wanted. After Vincent was sure that I was cleaned, he sat on the bed-like couch but didn’t
-Eve-I don’t know where I got my courage from. I’m not even sure why I suddenly became so bold.“Make me cum.”I thought I would be embarrassed for saying it, for even thinking about it. But I didn’t feel that way. Vincent never made me feel that way.“Is that what you really want?” Vincent pulled me closer to him, there was no doubt in the way he asked me. It was as if he were asking for permission. As if my opinion and answer matter.“Yes,” I replied, almost out of breath. I didn’t have to ask Vincent twice. I saw him press a button, although I don’t know what it does. Vincent’s mouth crushed into mine with so much hunger that everything around us faded away. “I missed you,” Vincent whispered as his hands roamed my body like her couldn’t get enough of me. “I missed you, too,” I said, out of breath as Vincent continued to kiss and caress me. He pulled out my breast out of my clothes and and suck at each one of them. I moaned, unable to control the pleasure I was feeling. The know
-Vincent-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, trauma etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. Evelyn hasn’t said the safe word yet. Ever since we walked in, she has been quiet and observing. I saw the way she looked at each of the rooms that we stopped by. There was no judgment in them. I know that Evelyn is just seeing the beginning and not yet the dark side of it. As much as I want to confirm to myself that there was a big chance for her to accept me as a whole. I couldn’t do that. Not until she sees the last room of this place.The hardest part of this process isn’t showing her the lifestyle that I've gotten used to. The hardest part in this process is letting her see it as something positive and not look at me like I was a pervert. She glanced at me once in a while, and I could clearly see the internal battles behind her eyes, but she never said anything. I don’t
-Eve-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, trauma etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. Vincent’s other side definitely took me by surprise.They were also right. This is beyond me. I know that Vincent is different. I just didn’t know that he was that different. “Breathe, little devil,” Vincent whispered. Sending chills down my spine. I exhaled the breath I didn’t know I was holding as I let the view in front of me unfold. I don’t know how to describe what I was feeling right now. Not sure if I could even find the right words. All I know is that this isn’t something I was expecting. “You have the power over everything, little devil,” Vincent reminded. “You have the power to stop everything; all you have to say is your safe word. If this makes you uncomfortable, all you have to do is say your safe word.”A part of me was tempted to do just that. Part of me thinks
-Eve-I don’t know where we are going. I don’t know what is happening. Because I did not see anything, I didn’t know why they had to wear this black cotton cloth over my head. When he placed it over my head, I almost panicked until he slapped my ass playfully. I am not panicking right now because I can feel him beside me. I can smell him beside me, and I am not sure if it was because of the black bag over my head or if it was because I miss Vincent, but every movement he makes just heightens my anticipation. “Is this cloth really necessary?” I asked. “Yes, little devil,” he replied. The low tone of his voice sent a shiver down my spine. It was sexy, it was hot. I felt my pussy clenched. I felt the car we were in stop, but we didn’t get out of the car yet. Instead, I heard hushed whispers, but I couldn’t make out the words that they were saying. The suspense is killing me. “So, this is the girl that won Vincent Beckett’s heart,” a woman with a thick accent said. Although I am no
-Vincent-I know that we’re stepping on unknown ground. I know that I am pushing my luck. But that silent whisper at the back of my head wouldn’t stop telling me to take the chance. To take the risk. But my friends are afraid. That’s the reason why they are here now. I understand where they are coming from, and I have already pushed this idea to the back of my mind so many times. So afraid of what the results might be. So afraid that I might lose the only person who made me realize that my heart was actually beating.But I don’t want to hide from her anymore. I want to have Evelyn as a whole. I want to have everything that she could give me. Even those parts of her that she’s afraid for me to see. Which is why I am pushing for this. I want her to see the worst of me and hope that she will be able to accept it. “Okay,” I finally relent, “We will go now, but before we leave, I want you to give me a safe word.”“Fuck!” I heard Garrett say, but I never tore my eyes from the fiery wom