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Family First

Auteur: Dejoke🌹
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-24 10:34:27

EMILE

There were very few things in life that genuinely irritated me but then again...

Most problems kind of had solutions.

Most people, well almost all kinds of people always had motives.

Most situations could be controlled if you applied enough pressure in the right places.

But.. my younger brother, unfortunately, existed outside all known laws of reason.

I stared at the untouched glass of whiskey sitting on my desk then I stared at my phone then back at the whiskey.

The whiskey was significa
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    LEAHThe problem I was facing now was with Elian Moore and it was the fact that he was supposed to miss me.That was how this story was supposed to go.But he looked fine!How dare he be fine and not miss me!!I leaned back in my chair and stared down at my phone just as I had been doing since I left his office the other day.But it was the same.. No new messages, no calls, no desperate attempts to reach me and try to stop me.Nothing.A humorless laugh escaped me. “Unbelievable.. The nerve of that annoying four eyes.”My attention stayed fixed on the silent screen.Months ago, if I stopped answering Elian’s messages for three hours, he would notice, not because he was possessive, not because he was controlling.. Simply because he cared.Elian always cared and sometimes it was too much. That had been one of his biggest problems.He loved quietly and completely.Maybe that was why I had taken him for granted cause he was too good and too sweet.It was annoying but cute.I sighed and to

  • The Devil In Therapy   Family First

    EMILEThere were very few things in life that genuinely irritated me but then again...Most problems kind of had solutions.Most people, well almost all kinds of people always had motives.Most situations could be controlled if you applied enough pressure in the right places.But.. my younger brother, unfortunately, existed outside all known laws of reason.I stared at the untouched glass of whiskey sitting on my desk then I stared at my phone then back at the whiskey.The whiskey was significantly less frustrating.I had called that little bumbling idiot to ask him if he was free to attend a meeting with our dear father and he hung up on me.Again..Not during an argument, not because he was angry, not because he was busy.Simply because he had decided he no longer wanted to continue the conversation.The man was twenty-seven years old and still behaved like a violent cat in heat.Just then a knock sounded against the office door.“Come in.”The door opened and Maya stepped inside ca

  • The Devil In Therapy   Empty Threats

    AIDEN“Arghhh I hate grass” I sighed as I looked around the park..The city has a way of always looking deceptively peaceful on Saturday afternoons.Children chased pigeons across the park, couples occupied benches beneath the trees playing their irritating love..Joggers passed by with headphones in their ears, completely unaware of the conversations and body shaming taking place as they passed.. I had always found that amusing.Most dangerous things looked ordinary from a distance.I sat alone on a bench near the lake, one arm stretched across the backrest as I watched sunlight dance across the water.Anyone looking at me would have seen a man enjoying his afternoon.No one would have guessed I was waiting for what would piss me off so I could go on a killing spree..Or that I was deciding whether someone deserved to be frightened or left for the cops.Just then, footsteps approached from behind but I didn’t bother to turn around and the man sat beside me without invitation.He smel

  • The Devil In Therapy   Don't Be Scared

    AIDEN“What’s going on?” He calmly asked again but I wasn’t listening.My attention remained fixed on the screen as the message stared back at me.A single image.Nothing else.. No explanation.. No threat.. No demand.Just a fucking photograph that had no right existing.The sender knew exactly what they were doing because the photograph wasn’t of me.It wasn’t Elian either.My grip tightened around the phone.“Aiden?” His voice sounded farther away than it should have.This had turned to something else entirely.. Something darker, something that made my pulse slow instead of speed up, something that made me want names and addresses and answers.“Aiden.” Elian’s voice pulled me back to reality and I immediately looked up to face him.Concern filled his face.. His glasses sat slightly crooked from sleep, his dark hair was a mess and the blanket remained pulled up almost defensively around his chest.Cute… He looked cute and on a normal day this sorta sight would have distracted me but

  • The Devil In Therapy   It's Saturday

    ELIANThe first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was warmth.. The second was that I had overslept.My eyes flew open immediately.Years of routine kicked in before my brain had fully caught up.I sat upright or at least I tried my bestto.The blanket tangled around my legs and nearly sent me face-first into the mattress.A laugh sounded from somewhere beside me.Slowly, I turned my head.Aiden was stretched across the other side of the bed, one arm tucked beneath his head as he watched me with obvious amusement.“Good morning my sleeping beauty.”I groaned. “What time is it?”“Relax.”“What time is it?”Aiden reached for his phone. “Nine thirty.”I froze. “NINE THIRTY?”Another laugh escaped him. “Not surprised but.. You sound personally offended.”“I’m late for work Gaddamit.”“No, you’re not.”“Are you insane? Yes, I am.”“It’s Saturday.”I blinked.. Once then twice.. Then I closed my eyes.Wait yesterday was Friday and I had gone to work, it was on Thursday I hadn’t gone to wo

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    AIDANI was beginning to see stars.“Fuckkkkk” I moaned again as I held his neck with one hand and gripped his waist with my other hand..This was so good…. So fucking good arghhh.The stubborn doctor who usually fought me at every turn had completely vanished. Elian was literally bucking back against me now, his hips meeting mine in a desperate need that destroyed the last of my control and that threatened to pull me over the edge before I was ready.I let out a low, animalistic grunt, my chest heaving against his back as I began thrusting harder and faster, driving myself deep to the hilt against the kitchen wall."Fuck... Elian… You’re mine now... you’re mine. You hear me? You’re mine."The raw confession ripped from my throat, dark and possessive. I could feel the exact moment the words hit him. Elian let out a loud, shattered moan in response, his head thrashing wildly against my shoulder as his butt muscles tightened around my cock like a vice, proving how much the claim affe

  • The Devil In Therapy   Choke ME

    EILANNo.. I wanted to say no but holy cow I couldn’t cause..“Mmhhhhh… mmmghhh” My mind was completely short-circuiting. My normal clinical and structured world, my sweet and peaceful house had suddenly turned into something else.The feeling of our dicks bound together in his grip was an absolut

  • The Devil In Therapy   Clear My Head

    EMILEAs I stepped out of the restaurant all I could think about was what I did to deserve such a sibling..My younger brother was an idiot, a dangerous one.The kind of idiot who could dismantle a government database before breakfast, blackmail a therapist before lunch, and somehow convince himsel

  • The Devil In Therapy   A Dream

    ELIAN“Argghhh” A low groan escaped me as my consciousness slowly returned.For several seconds, I just remained exactly where I was, staring blankly at the ceiling while my brain tried its best to struggle in order to catch up with reality.Cause for some weird reason.. Something felt off or shoul

  • The Devil In Therapy   READ RECEIPTS

    AIDEN‘It’s going great’ Came his reply to my message..The problem with my dearest Elian Moore was that he could destroy my concentration with a single text message, not a phone call or even his actual presence but a response to my message and he didn’t even know it.I stared at my phone then star

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