I have not talked much with Alec and Zane for the past week. I do not know what happened or why they started to ignore the fact that they forced me to be their pet. I was supposed to go with them to check on business things. Just before we walked out of my dorm room, Alec gotten a text mentioned the street word rip to Zane.
I do not remember much from the streets, but I know what the term ripped meant. It meant someone tried to steal their product. Instead of taking me with them, they snarled, growled, started texting people, and left my dorm room without a word.The knights had begun to act as if they didn't know who I was throughout the course of the last week. During our classes, I attended and took notes. I spent an entire day looking for a copy machine and ended up copying two sets of my notes. I would have all of their notes for them before dinner and leave them on the table before going to fix all of our trays.I didn't say anything to them in the cTwo days later, I'm sitting in a car with Zane being transported to my new home. My mom had called me declaring how delighted she was she to get to know me and that she was overjoyed I would finally meet her new husband, Alex Blackmore.Zane has yet to respond a word to me. We have been riding in silence, and I'm not objecting at all. I would rather not deal with my smug prick of a step-brother and didn't need to be reminded of the horrible, disturbed situation I found myself in. I'm staring out the window, leaning my head against my hand when I felt his warm palm landing on top of my thigh. I didn't bother turning my head, I was just going to ignore him. I would not let him spoil this weekend for me. Even though I mildly was still agitated at my mother for leaving me, I still craved to get to know her, and I wasn't going to let my vile stepbrother wreck this for me.“Remember what we told you. Do not speak a word about our little game to our parents,” Zane leaned over and growled a
“Hello,” I told the woman who ditched me when I was a baby. I didn't choose to hug her. I would be uncomfortable and truly. She didn't deserve for me to just fall into her arms. Here, she is experiencing the perfect life when I struggled many nights pondering about how and what I was going to eat before retiring to bed. I took a second to glance her over. She has the same hair color as me. Though hers is remarkably highlighted, I can still see her original color beneath the blond streaks. The black dress she is wearing looks to be pricier than everything I have combined. I look at her face, trying to find myself in her beautiful features, but she has makeup on her face going along with her dark red tinted lips.I tentatively raised my shaking palm and held it out to her.“Oh,” she stammered, her brilliant smile falling into a frown as she looked down at my hands. “I'm glad you are here, Lexi,” she said, sounding sincere, grabbing my hand gently with her white coated nails, and she s
I don't know what to believe right now. Is my mom deceiving me because she wants me to forgive her? Or was my dad the one that was lying to me when I had him the reason as to why she decided to leave us. I tried to think back, to remember my dad being anything but the best dad I could have asked for, and my mind couldn't come up with a single thing that suggested he was cable of being abusive.It took me several minutes, getting lost inside this ridiculously big house two times, until I finally found Zane.He was sitting in the living room, watching a football game. I walked deeper into the room, not really wanting to ask my stepbrother for help, but I felt like I didn't have any other choice. If I wanted to leave her, I'll have to suck up my pride and ask him for help."I need to leave," I announced, walked in front of him blocking his view of the TV, and demanded his attention. "I'm watching the game pet," he growled, disturbed, raised his leg, and tried to push me aside, but I sho
I'm sitting outside, leaning my back against the beautiful fountain, twirling a delicate white flower between my fingers, and being overwhelmed with emotions. First, about everything my mother said to me. Was any of that true? I tried to rack my memories around for a good five minutes, trying to remember if my father ever acted the way she had suggested, but I was so young. It's all hazy.Second, with what I had just allowed to happen inside the living room with Zane. I allowed myself to fall apart on his fingers, and I demanded he finish what he had started. I knew he was just messing with me and was only seeking to make me even more frustrated than I already was. I just needed to forget what I had heard, only if it was for a few minutes. I needed an outlet for the pain, and Zane provided me with it.My phone vibrated inside my hands, and I sighed in aggravation when I saw the group name masters flash on my screen. I would rather not deal with either of them right now, but I know i
“How are you liking Blackmore Academy, Lexi?” Alex Blackmore asked, lifted his fork, and cut into his piece of perfectly cooked steak. “It's a good school, sir. Thank you for supporting me in attending it with Zane. I appreciate it,” I responded to his question, nervously, and uncomfortable as I felt Zane's eyes on me. I still can't believe I allowed that to happen. He had been smirking at me throughout our meal, looking arrogant, and it took everything I had inside me not to embarrass us both in front of our parents and smash my steak into his face.Alex Blackmore didn't look like I had expected him to look. I imagined an elderly man, salt and pepper hair, and a little overweight. However, my vision of my new stepfather was definitely incorrect. Alex was a good-looking older man, and I can't see where Zane got his good looks and firm jaw from. I can't blame my mother for falling in love with him. He has been nothing but kind to me since he came back from his office. He even expla
The next morning, I'm still laying in my comfortable bed, wrapped up in a soft purple fuzzy blanket when my door was pushed up. The maid from yesterday came walking into my room, not saying a word, and she headed straight towards my window. She yanked the blind up, and the bright morning sun suddenly filled my room, causing me to quickly squeeze my eyes shut.“What are you doing?” I mumbled and jerked my fuzzy blanket over my face, not wanting to be woken up fully just yet. “Mrs. Blackmore has been awake since seven this morning ready to start yalls mother and daughter day. It's now nine, and she has been waiting for two hours, allowing you to sleep longer, but it's time for you to get up now,” she informed me before walking across my room, and doing the same thing with my other window blind.“Too much light,” I hissed, when I felt the sun beating down against the thin blanket. “I'll be down in a little while.”“No. You need to get up now,” she said and yanked my blanket off me, forci
My mouth hung open in shock as his words finally registered. He can't be serious. He actually wants me to drop down to my knees here? In the dressing room with at least ten people, including my mother, is on the other side of that door. He has clearly lost his fucking mind, and therefore I told him exactly that.“You can't be serious, Alec,” I snarled, balled my hands into fists, and beat them against his chest in frustration. “No, I'm not doing this. You need to leave before my mother comes back. You have lost your mind if you think I'm going to suck your dick inside this dressing room.”“Did you forget who owns that body?” He growled and tightened his fingers around my throat. “You allowed Zane inside your body, now I want my turn. You fucking belong to me too. That body is mine to do whatever the fuck I want with, and right now, I want your mouth wrapped around my dick. You have a choice-”“Oh really?” I snorted, rolled my eyes, and leaned my head against the wall, hoping he didn't
I inhaled firmly, seeking to relieve my nerves, and immediately moved my hand across my mouth, making sure I didn't have any slobber left over from Alex. God, the guy was such a bastard. I can't believe he forced me to suck his dick here inside the damn clothing store's changing room. I would have been stupidly mortified if my mother had spotted us or anyone of the store employees. I can't imagine a nice, extravagant place like this had people fornicating inside changing rooms. As soon as I pushed the changing room curtain to the side, I came face to face with my mother, who, to her credit, was trying hard not to cry. She is failing, her eyeliner is running down the corners of her eyes, and her cheeks are turning red. I can't believe Zane was so cruel that he would do this to her when she was surrounded by people. I mean, not that him doing this is exceptional in any situation, but this was just heartless of him, to embarrass her like this.“Are you okay?” I whispered and placed