LOGINAtticus
After I left Beatrice there, curled up in on herself and crying, I did what I do best. I ran from the mess I made. Straight to the club. The bass pounded hard enough to feel it in my chest and I welcomed it. Anything to drown out the echo of her voice telling me to leave her alone.
I drank until the burn in my throat felt permanent. Whiskey, vodka, tequila. I didn't care what was in the glass, just that it kept coming. Weed followed, smooth and heavy in
AtticusAfter I left Beatrice there, curled up in on herself and crying, I did what I do best. I ran from the mess I made. Straight to the club. The bass pounded hard enough to feel it in my chest and I welcomed it. Anything to drown out the echo of her voice telling me to leave her alone.I drank until the burn in my throat felt permanent. Whiskey, vodka, tequila. I didn't care what was in the glass, just that it kept coming. Weed followed, smooth and heavy in my lungs, blurring the edges of my thoughts until they weren't thoughts at all. Only static.I had women hanging off me like they always do. Hands on my shoulders, my chest, tugging at my shirt, whispering in my ear like they had something worth hearing. I let them. I let them laugh in my face, press their lips to my neck, climb into my lap.But none of them were her.I scanned the crowd and picked one. Mostly because in my drunken haze she vaguely looked like Beatrice. Long
When he goes down again, his fingers gather the wetness he's coaxed from me. He slips two fingers inside me, stretching me, and I let out a soft moan, barely a whisper, trying to keep quiet. This feels so dirty, knowingSilasis right there. He could open his eyes any second and get a free show. The thought sends a thrill mixed with heat straight through me.Atticuslowers his head, his tongue flicking and swirling expertly at my clit, each stroke sending shivers crashing over me. The wet, slick heat of his fingers inside combined with the teasing flicks of his tongue feels amazing. So fucking good it makes my head spin. My hips twitch against his skilled movements, desperate for more. He hums, the vibration rippling through my core. It's overwhelming, intoxicating, every nerve ending screaming for release.I feel the brush of another finger near my other hole and I tense up. ButAtticus's tongue presses harder against my clit, sending another jolt
The sudden pull makes me slide down, my back sinking into the couch until I'm stretched out beneath him. It's like dragging me into his space was always his plan. I bend my knees, ready to push myself back up, but his hands come down over them. The pressure stills me, my gaze snapping to his face. "What are you doing?" I ask curiously.His eyes darken, his thumb brushing slow circles against the inside of my knee. "I've been craving you all night, angel," he murmurs. "Let me have a taste."Heat shoots through me. I dart a glance to my left where his brother is just a few feet away, sleeping. "But...Silasis right there," I whisper."Don't be shy." His lips curl into a slow, wicked smirk. "He won't wake up if you're quiet."I fall silent, caught in that space where my brain tells me no but my body says yes. My hesitation is all the invitation he needs. His hands slide up on the outside of my thighs, strong fingers coaxing them apart. Cool air ru
BeatriceAfter what feels like hours of dancing, my legs have turned to jelly. They might give out any second. This time,Silasis the one to scoop me up into his arms and I melt into him.We leave the pulsing chaos of the club, slipping behind dense bushes and towering trees that seem to guard a secret. Nestled there, almost swallowed by the lush greenery, is a sleek condo. I didn't realize just how sprawling this island really was.Silas's offhand comment aboutAtticusliving here suddenly makes sense; this isn't just a getaway, it's their private home.Atticustrails behind us, silent except for the soft puff of smoke from a cigarette clenched between his fingers. He looks pissed, brooding.Silascarries me up dark wooden steps leading up to the condo, the wood creaking softly under his feet. He carries me through the door and gently sets me down on my shaky legs. Inside, the space is inviting. Modern
His gaze lifts toMoris. "Instead of trying to swallow my brother's dick," he says, voice calm but lethal, "there's plenty of other people here. I'm sure you won't have a hard time finding one to choke on."Moristurns her gaze toAtticus. I see a subtle shift, the way her shoulders pull tight, her chin tucking slightly. She stiffens like a deer in the shadow of a predator. She takes a single step back, as if putting space between them will keep her safe. Her eyes drift toSilas, waiting, expecting him to help her. He doesn't. He looks past her as if she's irrelevant.Silasleans into me, his lips brushing the side of my neck. Heat pools low in my stomach at the slow drag of his mouth against my skin.Moristhrows me a glare before she stomps off, her heels slapping against the floor until the crowd swallows her whole.Atticusexhales through his nose, his gaze still watching her walk off. "How you ever got caught up with
BeatriceThe heavy casino doors swing shut behind us, sealing away the echo of clinking glasses, bright lights, and the scent of cigar smoke and perfume. Outside, the air feels better. I've been holding my breath for hours and can finally breathe again. My shoulders loosen a fraction, but my chest still feels tight.I had a hunch from the start thatSilas's empire isn't built solely on cabanas and spa packages. The resort glitters like something out of a travel brochure, but underneath the gloss is something darker. I think back to that one day inSilas's office when I tossed out a half-joke about him being a drug dealer. When in reality, I was spot on.Cocaine is the real currency flowing through this paradise. I don't know the scope, the logistics, or the reach, but I know enough to understand this isn't some side hustle.We walk along a stone slab trail, the moonlight catching in the faint seams between each block.Silas
I lean back in my chair, swirling the wine in my glass just to give my hands something to do besides reaching across the table and tucking the damn loose strand of hair behind her ear."What's something you've always wanted to try but never did?"She blinks, caught off guard. Her gaze shifts up tow
Silas walks beside me. His hand stays firmly on my lower back the entire time. I try not to overthink it, but it's hard to ignore the weight of it.It's as if he doesn't want me to stray too far from him. Then again, in a house this big, getting lost wouldn't be that hard. So, I stay close. Close e
BeatriceI wake up before my alarm, heart racing with a strange mix of nerves and excitement. I can't believe I got the fucking job. The one job that will change everything for me. A grin stretches across my face as I sit up in bed, pulling the blankets around me like it'll somehow contain the happ
It should be reassuring but it isn't. It's the first lie she's told me. Not maliciously, not even consciously. But I know she wouldn't come to me. Not unless she had no choice. She's used to swallowing things down, handling them herself, brushing off what hurts until it festers.That won't work her







