Masuk**Quinn’s POV**
“Done, I’ve transferred 10,000 dollars to your account,” he said, showing me his phone screen.
It was true, he had given me the money. And now, it was my turn to give him what he wanted.
But now I was confused. This would be my first sexual experience. I didn't know where to start. Should I take the initiative, or should Grayson?
“Have you ever had sex with another man before?”
"Huh? Isn't that private? I can't answer that."
I didn't want to tell him that this was my first time, because he would cancel it, thinking that I wouldn't be able to satisfy him. So I thought it would be better to lie.
"Then I don't need to be careful."
Grayson pulled my hand and led me to the bed, pushing me until I fell onto my back.
Before he could do anything else, I placed both my hands in front of my chest. “I’ve been working all day and haven’t had time to shower. So let me shower first.”
He sighed but then stepped aside. “Do it quickly. Don’t waste my time.”
I nodded and hurried straight to the bathroom.
***
I hugged myself under the shower. I didn't know how long I'd been here, but I think I can't do it.
I can’t have sex because it would remind me of the assault that almost happened. That incident traumatized me to this day, and that's why I didn't have sex with my ex-boyfriend either.
I’m too afraid.
I want to run away from here and go home.
Thud.
“What are you doing in there? You’ve been in there for almost an hour. You’ve made me wait.”
I panicked when Grayson suddenly walked in shirtless.
“Wait… I still need some time,” I said, trying to back away from him.
But he just lifted my body, carried me like a sack, and laid me on the bed.
It happened so fast when Grayson coated his penis and mine with lubricant. It felt so cold that it made me flinch.
He spread it on his penis and was about to insert it, which reflexively made me push him away with my feet.
"I... I'm not sure I can do this. Your penis is too long and big. It won't fit," I stammered. I also pulled my legs up to cover myself and hugged them.
Meanwhile, Grayson looked very angry. He growled, making a sound like a wolf stalking its prey. His eyes also changed from blue to jet black.
It was terrifying. What if he really ate me? What if he killed me here? Oh, I still wanted to live. I still had to take care of my brother.
“I don’t like you playing games with me, Quinn.”
I shook my head quickly. “I just don’t want you to just shove it in like that.”
“Then prepare yourself.” He threw the lubricant at me.
With trembling hands, I dripped the lubricant onto my fingers. Then I tried to touch my lower body with one finger. I tried to insert it, but it felt painful and strange, so I pulled it out again.
“Fuck, I can’t wait any longer.”
Grayson snatched the lubricant and turned my body so that I was now lying face down on his thighs.
“Please do it slowly… ugh…”
I widened my eyes when I felt his two fingers enter. It was too sudden. It also felt uncomfortable, so I wanted to pull his hand out. But he held my hands behind my back.
Now I couldn't do anything but move my whole body so he would take his fingers out. I would go crazy if he left them there too long.
“Just put it in… hurry up and put yours in.”
“Alright, if that’s what you want. Get on all fours.”
He slapped my butt. I had no choice but to obey.
I turned my body over, gripping the sheets tightly. And a second later, he put his thing in, making me scream in pain silently. Tears fell down my cheeks, and I couldn't stop them.
“Stop resisting and just do your job, or you won’t see the sun tomorrow.”
I could only cry while biting my lip. Honestly, this was extremely painful, but this was the price I had to pay because he had given me a huge amount of money.
“This is just the beginning. I haven’t put it all in yet.”
My body froze instantly. Not all in? But mine already feels full. I think I can’t take it anymore.
I pushed him back so he wouldn't insert it fully, but he pushed his hips forward, forcing me to hit the headboard.
Hiks, I don’t know how I can endure this. It was already painful enough earlier. I just hope this ends soon.
“Why are you crying? Didn’t you say you’ve done this with another man before?”
My breath was labored, and I shook my head as much as I could, “No… this is my first time. I lied to you. I… have never… had sex… with any man… before you.”
“Oh shit!” That’s when he suddenly stopped. Allowing me to take a deep breath.
I thought he wouldn't continue because he pulled out, but then he put it back in, albeit more slowly. He also tilted my head and kissed me on the lips. And he resumed his activity.
Maybe I should have been honest from the start that this was my first time so he could have been gentler from the beginning. But it was too late. Now I had to accept the consequences of my lie.
“I have to do it until I cum, hold on.”
Quinn attended Grayson's last game of the season without any suspicion. She came with her college friends and sat in the stand as usual. But this time she noticed a small change, where her seat was not in the top row, but in the middle. From her current position, Quinn could see Grayson more clearly. Of course, she was very proud to be able to attend her boyfriend's games every season. This time, she was even more confident that her boyfriend's team would win again, even though today's game hadn't started yet. Quinn was so confident in Grayson that when her friends were excitedly debating who would win, Quinn confidently replied, "Frost Maple and Grayson Talon."As a result of that answer, they fell silent but also agreed. Finally, the figure Quinn had been waiting for came out onto the rink. Yes, who else but Grayson. But this time, Quinn felt that there was something different about Grayson. His eyes were sparkling and shining. In her mind, Quinn thought hard and guessed what
**Quinn's POV**I don't know how many seasons have passed. I still don't get tired of visiting Dylan every day. Well, even though the place is a bit different from what I imagined, at least he's no longer in pain. Dylan, now he is completely at peace. He is now fast asleep and will never wake up again. And now this cemetery is his home. Dylan decided to leave us forever a few days after he received the transplant. And since that day, my days have never been the same. This wound is too big to close. This wound is too deep to bury. I don't know how many ways I've tried to return to my old self, but nothing has really worked. Even the help from experts only helped a little, it couldn't completely fix me. Because Dylan will never come back. Because Dylan will no longer be in the next chapters of my life.Maybe he left because his task was complete. Maybe it's also because he finally met our parents, finally felt his dream had come true, and no longer had a purpose in this world.
**Quinn's POV**"Please give us a second chance. We want to repair our family relationship. We want to make amends and learn to be better parents to you."I smiled faintly. "Just tell me, if you get a second chance, how will you deal with Grayson's parents?"There was a moment when I caught my father's pupils dilating. Which meant he was a little surprised. Either he didn't know the answer or he didn't expect the question. "If that's what you really want to know, then the right thing to do is to face them. We won't leave again. We'll talk to them."Was it true that they wouldn't run away again? It seemed that if they were able to leave for so long, then it might happen again this time. "Please trust us, sweetheart. This may not be the right time to show ourselves, but your mother and I won't back down this time. We will face whatever the future holds for you and Dylan."Hearing those reassuring words from my father, from the person who was supposed to ensure safety in our family, fe
**Quinn's POV**It felt like all my previous burdens had been lifted instantly. Hearing the good news felt like a breath of fresh air, like the first rays of sunshine after winter. "Are you serious?" I asked to confirm. "I can't give false information or lie to the patient's family. So it's true," replied the nurse. I reflexively turned around and hugged Grayson. I wanted him to feel how happy I was right now. Grayson responded with an even tighter hug. "I knew this would happen. Now Dylan is safe, he will be back with us soon."I nodded quickly in his arms. "That's right. Now there is hope. I can hope, right?""Of course, babe. Now everything is clear. Dylan will undergo surgery soon and recover," replied Grayson."Let's pray for the best for the patient. In that case, I'll excuse myself to take the next steps with the doctor. If you want to wait, you can go to the previous floor."I let go of Grayson's hug and looked at the nurse. "Okay, ma'am. Once again, thank you so much for
**Quinn's POV**"Sweetheart, we'll be back soon," Mom said goodbye.As if he knew what I was thinking, Grayson gave me support by hugging me and rubbing my head. "Yes. Hopefully the results will be good," I replied. Mom and Dad finally followed the doctor and nurse to undergo tests like I had done. Meanwhile, Grayson led me to the waiting room. He has become more sensitive now. He was showing his sincerity in growing into a good partner. And I really appreciated it. "Gray Bear," I called softly. "Yes, Quinny?"I looked into his eyes alternately. "I think Dylan isn't my biological brother."His eyes widened. "Why do you think that? Did your parents tell you?"I shook my head slowly. "But from their pessimistic words, I think Dylan doesn't have the same parents as me. I mean, they even thought they weren't suitable donors for Dylan.""Quinny..." Grayson leaned his whole body toward me. He stroked my hair gently. "I think they're just expressing other plans they've been considering.
**Quinn's POV**I was smiling, but inside I was crying profusely. How could I not? I felt so guilty for involving Grayson in such a complicated matter. I felt guilty because sometimes I unconsciously used him as an outlet for my anger. He who was innocent was sometimes the first to handle my emotions. Trying to stay away from him didn't work either. Because in fact he didn't wanna stay away from me even for a moment. It left me with no space to myself. Either to think or to make decisions that are truly my own. It's not that I don't love Grayson. In fact, I love him so much that I don't want him to get hurt too.I see Grayson as a new canvas. And I saw myself as the ink that leaked from its place and smeared the canvas. So, you can imagine how much my guilt has grown to this day. Now I'm trying to wipe away the ink that has soiled it. And I'm also trying to seal the leaking part so that I can still be with him without dirtying it. "I don't see you from how you were in the past.







