Dwayne’s POV “No,” his words cane fast and didn't leave a spot to refuse. “Not even if…” I bargained. “Not in the slightest bit, Dwayne. Never. You can get subconsciously get some habits but getting an allergy doesn't quite ring the bell,” he lectured. “Yeah, it's not like I would have a bit of Lebanese blood in me,” I said even when I knew it was unnecessary. “Not quite,” he answered and we locked eyes. For the next days that passed, I watched everything in the house from my iPad. Shane kept coming late and Xandra was of hrr best behaviour. Cody relayed the information every now and then. He became mom's personal driver and bodyguard when she went to the hospital. She didn't act and kissed Dad’s forehead making me wonder if she really was going to kill him. Cody also has someone watch over him at the hospital. But then the camera would glitch sometimes and then the images would continue from where they stopped. I had a bad feeling about it, but since no one ad found out abo
Dwayne’s POV The banging wouldn't stop. “Ugh,” I groaned as I felt my heat pound. My eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the light. It was blurry then slowly I started to see the figures. I heard someone talk. It didn't feel right, almost robotic. I tried to listen, and focus my hearing to the sound. It balanced slowly and became more audible. “Dwayne,” a doomsday voice called. The second time was clearer and I heard Dean speak. “Dwayne.”I groaned again, my eyes capturing his face and movements perfectly. My eyes darted across the room, examining my surprising. This was very different from the hotel room and I was in lying on a hospital bed. “How did I get here?” I breathed. “You called me,” he answered, his face relaxing as he watched me. “I thought you were a goner.”I ignored the last sentence and asked. “Where is this place?”“A clinic,” he answered immediately. He was so lucky I had a headache or I would have knocked some brains into him. “I know,” I said, grunting as I fel
Dwayne’s POV Few Hours Later: I glanced at my reflection, holding a mirror, barely able to recognize myself. “It's a nose reconstruction surgery not a full face surgery. Why am I bundled up?” I asked. “Your face is going to be swollen for a time and you'll need some painkillers that you mustn't take everyday,” he lectured. I could do nothing but watch him balance and somehow that made me want to slap him. “And how did you even get a broken nose? You pissed your brother off didn't you?” He asked. “Since you already know, why are you asking?!” I retorted. He smiled, nodding softly. “I still find it odd that you two are enemies.”“Just because I told you about my past doesn't mean you know everything,” I lashed out softly. The pain from my nose wasn't letting me talk more. He sighed and still kept talking. “Both of you are just suffering like this. And shouldn't he be the one getting pissed off instead of you?” He asked. I gave him the side eyes, wanting him to stop talking. But
Dwayne’s POVMy eyes shot lasers as I glared at her. Why did she have to appear all of a sudden? She looked at me shocked, her hands moving quickly to her apron as she pulled out a towel. She stepped in with a towel and mop, eyes wide and unsure. I waved her off.“What's the point?” I muttered, dusting my shirt. She didn't listen and touched me, draping the towel on the mixture. I slapped her hand and yelled at her. “Are you blind?! How's wiping this going to fix it? What a mess!”My phone buzzed and I checked the time, pissed to see the time had clocked twelve. There wasn't anything left to do. I was going back in. “I'm sorry, m…” she apologized, but I cut her off. “Don't bother.”I pressed my key card on the door scan and went in the second the door opened and shut it. “Great job!” I hissed talking to no one. I touched the sticky liquid that had started to harden on my skin and murmured. “Thanks for ruining my day!”My day was already ruined. I had been so fast for nothing. I
Dwayne’s POVMy bag dragged behind me into the hotel suite. I would be staying here for two to three weeks before and after my surgery. I felt a little bad for Xandra leaving her in the house with Shane and Lucy, but I knew she would be alright if she avoided trouble and let her mouth stay put. My only concern was mom. She wasn't going to let any of the women breathe. At least she could be the devil before I returned. “Welcome, Mr. Dwayne,” the receptionist greeted. I gave a subtle nod acknowledging her and took my key card. I headed for the elevator, pressing the button and watching the door open. I stepped in, dragging my luggage with me and waited patiently as the numbers counted. Finally, the elevator door opened and I stepped out. The scene was calm and silent and I walked through it proudly, pulling my bag. Placing my key card on the door, it opened revealing the large suite. I could have some peace and time to think. I had the entire suite to myself. It was the highest f
Lucy’s POV“Fuck,” I whimpered, my hands flying into his hair, holding on for dear life as his mouth worked between my thighs, tongue circling my clit in maddening, slow laps. I was already close—too close.His moan vibrated through me. He licked deeper, hungrier. His hands held my thighs tighter as my legs shook, holding me in place. My legs closed together to lessen the pleasure, but he opened them up and made them wider. He drank up my juice like a hungry man.“Shane, you do that again, and I’m going to —”“Not yet,” he snarled into me, his lips wet with my wetness. He looked up, and that smirk nearly made me fall apart right then. “You don’t get to cum without my permission.”My lips parted. Stunned. I was aching for more. His left hand moved down my shaky thigh. I looked down, moaning as my eyes locked on his. His eyes turned darker, telling me we were only starting. I breathed when he stopped, and began to loosen his belt. He threw them off and my eyes glorified his body. His