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A Kiss that hurts so good
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Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend A Kiss that hurts so good
CaspianA whole month had passed.And yet, not a single day went by without her name echoing somewhere in my head. Ava. Like a haunting melody I couldn’t shut off, no matter how loud I turned the world. I’d been trying to move on—God knows I tried—but I still caught myself staring too long at my phone, half-hoping, half-dreading her name would appear on the screen.I was adjusting my tie in front of the mirror that morning, preparing for another empty day at work, when I heard a knock on my apartment door."Come in," I called.The door creaked open, and Dolly stepped in, a mischievous little smile playing on her lips."What's up? Why are you here?" I asked, reaching for my blazer.She hesitated a little too long before answering, her grin stretching wider. "Ava is here."My heart stopped.I blinked. “What?”“She’s here,” Dolly repeated with a small shrug, like it was no big deal. But it was a big deal. It was everything.My pulse went wild. My chest tightened. A month. It had been a w
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Questions that needs Answers
AvaI stood beside my mother in the quiet corridor, arms wrapped around myself as if they could contain all the ache threatening to spill. The nurse had left moments ago, her voice still echoing in my ears. “He said he doesn’t want to see Ava.”Why?Why not me?I looked up at Mom, my voice barely a whisper. “Mom…”She turned to me, concern softening her features.“Why doesn’t Caspian want to see me?” My voice cracked with the weight of it. “What did I do so wrong?”She exhaled, brushing a stray curl behind my ear. “You didn’t do anything wrong, baby. Just let him be for now, okay? He’s been through a lot. He probably has a storm in his head he needs to quiet down.”I nodded, even though it didn’t make the lump in my throat disappear. I bit my lip and turned away, drifting toward the small glass window at the side of the room. It gave a perfect, painful view of what I wasn’t allowed to have.There he was. Caspian.Lying weak but breathing, alive. Marcel stood beside him, pacing with th
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Lights On
CaspianBeep… beep… beep…The sound dragged me back from the darkness. Slow. Reluctant.Something tugged at my arm. My throat was dry. My body felt like lead—heavy and broken. There was a tightness around my chest, a dull ache crawling across my ribs, and a harsh sting on my forehead. Tubes. Tapes. Monitors. The scent of disinfectant flooded my nose, and the sharp chill of air conditioning brushed against my skin.My eyes blinked open—barely.White lights. Pale ceiling tiles. A soft humming from machines I couldn’t name.There was an IV drip attached to my left hand, taped down. Wires ran across my chest, leading to a monitor that blinked in a steady rhythm. A nasal cannula looped under my nose, hissing softly with each breath. I was… alive.I shouldn’t be.Why the hell am I still alive?Regret hit harder than the pain. I stared up at the ceiling, jaw clenched, forcing air through my nose as tears prickled at the corners of my eyes.Then—"Caspian?"The voice was a whisper, trembling
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend AVA
AvaI sat in the hospital hallway, my arms wrapped tightly around my midsection as if I could somehow hold myself together. The fluorescent lights above flickered faintly, casting a strange kind of stillness in the air despite the chaos around me.Marcel had driven like a madman to get us here, and now he stood in front of the doctor, chest heaving, voice cracking."Give him my blood. Now!" he barked.The doctor, a calm older man with weary eyes, tried to explain, "Sir, we have to test you first. It’s protocol. We need to make sure—""No!" Marcel snapped, stepping closer. "My blood matches. It’s clean. Just take it!"I blinked, shocked by how desperate my brother sounded. His voice wasn’t just panicked—it was personal. Like something deeper was clawing at him. And then, quietly, our mother asked the question we were all thinking."How do you know that, Marcel?" she said slowly, eyes narrowing. "How do you know your blood type matches Caspian’s?"Marcel turned toward her, jaw tight, bu
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Gone... Again.
CaspianHe led me to the ambulance and told the medics to watch over me. I sat on the cold metal step, surrounded by coughing strangers wrapped in blankets. But I couldn’t feel anything. I couldn’t hear anything. My eyes were fixed on him.The firefighter was strapping his gear back on, preparing to enter again. But then I noticed something. Other officers—some of them his own team—grabbed at his arms."Logan, it’s not safe in there!" one of them barked. "We swept that floor twice—there’s no one left!""He’s just a kid," another said. "He’s confused. You’ve done enough."But the firefighter—Logan, I guess that was his name—turned and looked straight at me. Our eyes met. I was still crying, still shaking, but I nodded at him. Begged him silently to believe me.He looked back at the other men and said, his voice strong and firm, "This boy swears his mother is still inside. I won’t let a child wonder ‘what if’ for the rest of his life."And before anyone could stop him, he went back in.
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend The Past...
CaspianI was driving to work for the first time in weeks. Everything in me resisted leaving the house, but I had no choice. If I didn’t show up soon, the business I built from the ground up might fall apart completely.My hands tightened around the wheel as my mind drifted dangerously back in time.I was twelve years old when my mom took me on a trip to a quiet little island called Windmere. Just the two of us. She called it our birthday escape, since we were both November babies. I remember how excited she was, and how she said we needed time to just be—mother and son.We spent those days running along the beach, building sandcastles, and eating ice cream until our stomachs hurt. She made me laugh so hard, I forgot every single worry I ever had as a kid. At night, we danced under the fairy lights strung up by the porch of our cabin, barefoot and free.My dad didn’t come, but it wasn’t because he didn’t care. He stayed back because of work—important meetings, deadlines, things he cou
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend A bad news
AvaI met Caspian when I was still in high school, but back then, I only knew him as Marcel’s mysterious new friend.It all started when Marcel had just entered college. He was still finding his footing, juggling lectures and late-night study sessions when Caspian appeared, almost like a scene from a movie.According to Marcel, he was sitting alone in the library when a guy walked straight up to him and said, "Hey, I need a new friend. I’ve been watching you, and I think you’d be a good match."At first, Marcel thought it was a prank. I mean, who does that? Just walks up to someone and drops a friendship proposal like a business pitch. Especially not when they weren’t even in the same major. Caspian was studying something way different—finance, I think—while Marcel was focused on engineering.But there was something about him. His confidence. The way he looked at Marcel like he had made up his mind and wasn’t taking no for an answer. So, maybe out of curiosity or boredom—or maybe beca
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend His Past Broke Her Present
CaspianI canceled everything that day—meetings, calls, deals, the kind of appointments that could’ve made me millions or saved my company from dipping. None of it mattered. Not when Marcel knew. Not when I was this close to losing everything… losing her.I sat in my room, my back pressed against the headboard, still fully dressed in the same shirt Marcel had wrinkled when he grabbed me. My knuckles were white, clenched into fists on my lap. The weight of the truth, the shame, the fear—it was all too much. My mind kept replaying his words."Stay away from my sister. Forever."Forever. The thought choked me.The door creaked open. I didn’t look up."Hey, what’s up, brother?" Dolly’s voice rang through the room like a spark of normalcy I didn’t have the energy to entertain. Yes, she was still here but staying here temporarily, but always nosy, always picking up on the things I tried to hide.I just nodded. Barely.She walked closer. “You look... really bad. Like, worry-wrapped-in-depres
Twisted Desires: My Brother's Best friend Big Bomb!
Ava"I’m back," I said softly as I walked into the kitchen, the familiar scent of stew and spices wrapping around me like a warm hug. I leaned in and kissed my mum on the cheek.She turned to me, her face glowing with a soft smile. "Welcome, darling."I smiled back. There was something comforting about seeing her like this—at peace, relaxed. She didn’t go to work anymore, not like before. Thanks to Caspian, she didn’t have to. He’d taken care of so much behind the scenes, and it gave her the rest she deserved."I’ll be upstairs," I told her gently.She nodded, and I left her to finish cooking while I made my way to my room.Upstairs, I slipped into my favorite oversized hoodie, tied my hair up in a lazy bun, grabbed a bag of chips and my glasses, and got comfy on the bed with my laptop. I had a poem to update. Writing had always been my escape, my expression. Whenever the world felt too loud, I let my fingers speak for me.Music flowed through my ears, those soft indie instrumentals,
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